Legend

"Ray, you're safe and above all else."

Sometimes running, sometimes walking and welcoming one with the two Rays who managed to return to the city of Gilm before sundown with a considerable force force was Langa with a full smile on his strong beard.

Langa, the captain of the guard, cuddles Ray unexpectedly and so on.

There was no hobby for a man to embrace, Ray, but as far as Langa's floating grin goes, he takes the act with a sigh inside without being able to do it underneath.

"Captain, Captain. Around there. Ray's in trouble."

"All the time, yeah. I'm sorry."

Langa returns to me in the voice of her men and frees Ray.

"No, that's fine... what's up, suddenly?

"What's the matter... a member of the Wind Blade told me that you fought the rare species of Gamelion. He said he was safe for once, but he was worried until he actually checked with these eyes."

"... ah"

Unexpectedly convinced by the explanation out of Langa's mouth, Ray. Next to it Hasta is nodding as well.

"Did they get there safely?

"There's no shortage of one. It's just that I was so shocked that the luggage car I was renting was destroyed by a monster."

"... ah"

A convincing grunt leaks, as did Ray a few seconds ago from Hasta's mouth, but unlike Ray's, living there was some sympathy caged grunt.

If you try to make it a hasta you can't afford gold, I guess it's no other HR to say you're going out of the city to accomplish the request in the winter that the wind blade said you would.

"Well, we were able to make sure that the two of them were safe..."

"Gru."

Don't forget yourself, Seto faces from between Ray and Hasta all the time.

As he grins to see how it goes, Langa offers dried meat.

"Of course I won't forget about Seto or anything. Seto was safe, more importantly."

"Grrrrrrrrrr"

Seto who is good at ringing somewhere and can cuddle the dried meat that Langa has offered.

With such a stroke of Seto's head, Langa turns again to the Rays.

"Now, shall we go through the process of entering the city?... and I'm glad you're okay"

Ranga squeaks and squeaks again. If we tried Langa, the thought would have been even worse because we knew that our lord, Dusker, valued Ray's ability to fight. If someone their boss wants to take in is dead fighting the rare species of Gamelion, which is also a popular ingredient in the city... then there was no point in Langa exhaling a breath of relief.

After that, he shows his guild card as usual and enters the city after receiving the Devil's necklace and completing the process.

"Ah, Mr. Langa. I'm doing it at home in a few days. I think we'll have some gamelion food in the dining room, so please come and eat if you like. I'm going to tell my dad to just serve a little bit to apologize for all the worries."

After Hasta properly advertised my parents' dining room.

"Uh... don't feel like you're back when you see this view"

Ray whines unexpectedly when he sees people walking around the city.

Quite a few people are busy walking around the city to say that it is the city of Gilm on the edge.

I'm sure some of them want to get home early from the cold and keep warm.

Just in the city of Gilm on the edge, there are many rare materials and demonic stones gathered here. Of course, they export it to other cities, cities, villages, etc., but on the contrary, there are quite a few more merchants coming to buy it, so there are always more than a certain number of people in the city. And only at this time when autumn was coming to an end, there were more visitors to the city of Gilm than usual in the number of merchants who thought that before winter was in earnest...

Such is the first merchant to come to the city of Gilm in a long time. Or the first merchant to come, or the adventurers of that escort, solidify with a startled look on their face when they see Seto, or unwittingly retreat. Ray and Hasta, and two and one of Seto, go down the boulevard to those with the library, looking already used to such a sight.

"Ah, here it is."

Hasta says so, entering the sidewalk a little in front of the library. About 5 minutes down a slightly narrow road like you could say back alley. Eventually, the dining room with the sign written 'Full Pavilion' gets to my attention.

"Heh... that's a beautiful thing indeed"

I don't think it's in the back alley, that's the pretty and pretty big dining room to the point where it's not surprising it's on Main Street.

"Haha. I just rebuilt it anyway.... Well, thanks to that, I was able to make a debt."

"You wanted Gamelion's meat to play a part in returning it, didn't you?

"Yeah, well, yeah... but even if I sold out a dish made with gamellion meat, that doesn't mean I can pay off all my debts."

"So, what do we do? Seems quite thriving from what I've seen. I'm going now to get some gamelion meat, but your father's in trouble."

"... I guess. I can't help it, so let's just wait until the guest's leg has slipped."

That's when Hasta shrugged and tried to suggest that we kill time somewhere.

A girl who could not reach the age of 10, who accidentally appeared from the entrance to the dining room, first gives a surprise look when she sees Hasta's face, then a full grin and screams into the dining room.

"Uh, it's your brother. Mother, father. Your brother's back. Yo!

"Oh, really? Then why didn't you come in?

"I don't know! But your friend... Ah, Seto. Seto's here!

The child, who was tilting his little neck when he looked at Ray, cheered when he saw Ceto and hugged him to Ceto.

"Seto, were you fuzzy?!

"Grrrrrrrr"

Girl hugging herself with a face like a lull at that smooth hairy touch.

Seto rings in the back of his throat like some trouble over how such a girl looks.

"Is that your sister?

"Oh, yeah. My sister Arka. Look, Arka, Seto's in trouble, so stay away."

"Oh no! Because I couldn't play with Seto properly today!

Alca shakes her neck with a bump while she clings to Ceto. Every time I shake my head, I also shake my green hair violently with three braids.

"Hasta, Arca, what's going on?... Oh, customers?

I guess I was wondering how Arka was doing. A middle-aged woman in her 40s, with a good-looking smile on her face, came out the entrance to the dining room.

"Ah, Mother. Yeah. Look, you said you were hunting gamelions yesterday, right? You helped me with that, Mr. Ray."

"Well... didn't Hasta bother you?

Asked in a relaxed tone somewhere, Ray was lost in dealing with it for a moment but nodded quickly and small.

"No problem. I've just been a Rank D Adventurer for over a year."

"No, I can't beat Gamelion on my own like Ray..."

Unexpectedly, it was Hasta, who had pinched her mouth in such a way, but Ray shook her head.

"Gamelion is a Rank C monster in the first place. It's arrogant to think that a Rank D hasta can do something about it solo, too."

"Sure, if you say so... I knew if I saw Mr. Ray's fight I'd really..."

Rare species and how Ray fights past the back of his brain, a sighing hasta.

"In the meantime, isn't dinner ready yet? Then eat both of them."

"Huh? But we still have so many customers..."

"It's okay. I wouldn't say a more important customer than my son, who came through a dangerous battle thinking of us. Look, I thought you said Mr. Ray or something. You too."

"... okay?

Chirali, and Ray, who turns his gaze to the dining room and asks.

Indeed, the dining room is quite crowded, as Hasta put it. It was easy to imagine that there were not even guests lined up, but that they would still be busy. But.

"You can't just leave the person this child took care of. And..."

Hasta's mother who says that much and stops the words. At the end of that gaze is the figure of Arca still embracing Seto.

"Arka doesn't seem to want to leave that kid either, and it would help if she could.... Oh, yeah. I'm late to say hello, but I'm Enedra, Hasta's mother. Nice to meet you."

Enedra lowers her head as she smiles warmly with Nicole.

While slightly confused by that soft attitude, Ray is taken inside the dining room to be guided by two people, Hasta and Enedra.

"Seto, I asked for that kid."

"Gru."

At the end of the day, I finally managed to tell him that, and Seto, who had heard the words, answered with a gentle throat whether he was already accustomed to Arca's attitude.

"... you're thriving more than you can see from the outside"

Ray squeaks unexpectedly as he is passed through the dining room.

Eighty percent of the seats are filled, and dinner dishes like stew, dried meat, stir-fry, salad, and stewed dishes go together with ale and wine. Naturally, the guests who are eating the meal also talk about it in a lively way, and the noise is loud enough.

"Sa, Ray, and Hasta. Have a seat. I'll bring you some food in a minute."

"Right. Then please."

"Mother, I beg you to simmer the fangboa."

"Yes, sir. I took Hasta's favorite things, so it's okay. Uh, Mr. Ray. What about alcohol?

"Uh... well, just one light one"

Smiling and nodding at Ray's words, he walks through between the tables to the kitchen in a way he's used to.

"You're such a big mother."

"Yeah, well. I don't know if it's big, but it's a bit of a natural problem."

That being said, the grin on Hasta's face isn't hard to read that Hasta herself prefers such a mother's personality.

I guess it's a good parent-child relationship. While I think so, I ask about my upcoming plans.

"So, what are we going to do? All you have to do is teach your father the dishes I know, right?

"Yeah, it would help if you did. By the way, how much meat do you use for cooking that Mr. Ray knows?

"That's not so much. It's not the main thing, it's just one piece of material."

"Heh. Looking forward to it. I'll serve alcohol here as well, but it's only a dining room, so I'll be closing in less than two hours. Can you do it then?

"I don't mind."

With that said, I think about the dishes I teach... and I think about it.

(It's good to teach udon, but what more do you do with juice than no soy sauce or miso...? If this place was close to the sea, there might have been fish soy or something, but there is no sea nearby. So you eat udon in stew or soup? Well, there's curry udon, and if you say so.... No, all I can offer is udon, and I'll have to leave it to the job to figure out how to eat it. There's no way there's soy sauce and miso in this other world. I don't even know how to make it)

While in a subtle hurry on the inside, Ray decides to make a round throw to leave the cooking to the real job.

"Yes, wait. Simmered fangboa and freshly baked bread. Cheese and ham salad in vegetable soup. And one ale at a time."

With the idea that it can also be taken as a relinquishment of responsibility in a way, the dishes are arranged one after the other on the table sitting with Enedra's voice.

"Wow, it looks delicious. Thanks, Mother."

"It does look delicious. Don't hesitate to feed me."

"Yeah. It's our guy's favorite dish, go ahead."

I say that with a smile on my face, and I think the next moment, Enedra is called by another guest to leave.

I have about a few employees at once, but I guess Enedra is also busy because of the large number of customers. Ray decides as he deserves, and Hasta and I carry dinner into our mouths.

"... delicious"

Delicious, not delicious. When the stewed fangbore is actually transported to one slice, the part of the carefully simmered fat disappears into the mouth as if it were melting, and later only the part of the meat remains, and the part of that meat also entertains Ray's tongue. Next, pour it into the bread, or throw the salad into your mouth to refresh the tiny areas that remain in your mouth.

(I do know that if you're going to cook this much, you'll flourish so far. However, to spare......)

Chirali, and his gaze toward the simmering of the fangbore stabbing at the tip of the fork, exhaling so that hasta, who is obsessed with eating, doesn't know.

(You mean the so-called western simmering? No more than no soy sauce. I don't think it's possible to simmer pork horns or fangboa horns. Sure the ingredients were soy sauce, sugar, mirin, ginger?

I sigh again, somewhat remembering a cooking show I saw on TV or something before.

(Sugar, ginger confirms it's on the market. But Mirinya soy sauce would be hopeless. I don't know how to make it. Did you use soy sauce?

Even though I thought of it that way, I ate enough delicious food to slowly taste it.