Mr. Nobu’s Otherworld Chronicles

Karan Karaan

The door closes while making a creepy noise.

Free time finally came after a day of work. I took a trip to this tavern where a colleague told me it would be nice to lean a cup in a quiet tavern once in a while.

Oh, I'm Kyle. A guard who is unlikely to be a middleman assigned to the West Gate.

When the evening bell came and I thought I was done with my work, the captain caught me and I stayed for special training.

Damn, if you come with the Captain General, you'll let him stay once a week. My body's screaming. If I were Eleanor, I'd work hard on that anyway. After that, invite him to dinner too... Hmm.

Oh, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.

In a dim store, but calm atmosphere, I thought it would be ideal for a slow drink. There is still time and evening on the boulder, the guests are idle and there is only one at the counter.

Oh, then I'll be at the counter, too, okay? It would also be an adult way to drink a glass while listening to the master.

"Welcome. What can I do for you?

The master, united in dark green clothes with his beard, asks me at the perfect time when he takes his seat. I've seen it somewhere, but I can't remember it. Well, okay.

There are quite a few types of liquor if you look at the menu. Some brands I've never even heard of. One UP. What is this? I wonder why green mushrooms are depicted, a mystery.

I find some marked 'Cold' in the menu. If you ask me what this is, I got good ice from someone I know today, so I can serve you something cold enough. I asked for a cold ale to make my sweaty body happy.

Then a few tonnes and a placed stone cup were poured with cold ale into the kink.

If you sip and swallow in the cup, it cools down the burning body. I accidentally drank it all at once. No, don't feel completely separate from what you've been drinking even though you just chilled it. In the first place, the mystery remains as to where you procured the ice from at this time of summer plugged in, but if you care, you will lose. At least I'm lucky because I can be granted this favor. I'll look in the store after I've asked for another glass of the same thing.

Lighting feels less dim but never unpleasant, rather it might be a great way to feel calm and drink slowly. Everyone in sight is enjoying the liquor.

And the customers next to me... that? Have you seen it somewhere?

"Knob sada......?

Guests who had created a tired, boring, rag-like atmosphere were adventurous knob saddles that they had met before. I didn't know who it was for a second when I saw it. Somehow there is even a sense of sadness.

"Is that Mr. Kyle... it's been awhile. What's the matter, sir?

"No, Ning, what's wrong with you? What's wrong with a creepy face like a retirement window crew?

"Do you look like that? No, I'm in. My masters' sigoki has been tough over the past few days..."

If you listen to me, he's unconscious to his adventurer opponents during this time. He heard about it. The Captain General is imposing intense special training. Mr. Eleanor is heating up with you and you think a few hours of training time is an annoying cry?

"But isn't that nice? I'm guessing Mr. Eleanor's gonna stick around and deal with you, huh? I don't think you should talk about luxury, do you?

After I said that, I regretted not having to say it.

I thought the catacata and the counter were shaking earthquakes. The shaking was from a trembling knob sada. I'm staring into the void and bluishing. Am I remembering something?

"No, no, no, no more. Mr. Eleanor, my face is already full of blood. Do not cleave with your fists one thin skin at a time. Hii, don't even have a neck muscle. Painful, painful, itchy, fist flashes are the only speed I can't see anymore. Oh, don't look. Feel it? I can't. I can't. If they cut your right cheek, give me your left cheek? No, no, no, heh-heh-heh-heh-heh-heh-heh-heh."

"Oh, calm down. It was my fault. You shouldn't have asked."

Knobsada confused with tears as she rattled and trembled. My impression of Mr. Eleanor has changed slightly. What the hell kind of training did that guy give this guy?

Should we change the subject here?

"But look. If only we had trained together for a long time. I suppose they'll behave like Mr. Eleanor's hand cooking or something? Wouldn't a man be happy then??

My body was rattling and trembling! A knob sada with an indescribable look that stops all the time. Is that supposed to be a faceless expression through fear? It was as if he had entered the realm of enlightenment.

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That was a war experience.

It was only yesterday that Mr. Eleanor asked me to teach him how to cook.

What kind of mood changes have there been? I have an aggressive Mr. Eleanor who hasn't been around since I started living in Mr. Sephi's mansion.

But there's also the repayment I've had for accompanying my training so far. Niccoli laughed and agreed comfortably to teach.

Eleanor said that she had been practicing for a long time, but it didn't work and she was in trouble.

Then I chose a sandwich to start with something simple rather than a small, difficult menu. Just cut and pinch the material. That's all it is, so you'll hardly ever fail.

After me, cut the ham, cut the cheese, and pinch it in the bread.

I also thought the hand of making stir-fried eggs would be rather clever without any problems. Why isn't this working?

Cut the shrimp cutlets in half with the chopped cabbage that I brought with me to ask such a question.

That's what I was able to do.

Eleanor's Sandwich Plate

Quality:???? Encapsulated magic:????

An assortment of sandwiches created sincerely by Eleanor.

A delicacy influenced by the protection of the goddess.

Stay with me. ♪ The level of the demon eye of identification has increased.

Hmm? I hope the identification teacher level up......

It's got something on it??? I don't even see the quality. So???

Mr. Eleanor stares seriously at this one as Question Mark flies through his head. You mean try it.

I picked up a ham cheese sandwich and cheeked it up while feeling a little anxiety.

…………

Dawwwwwwwww!!

Such an impact stimulates my taste. And all sorts of things pushed at once towards my tongue as I followed the rest. Sweet bitter spicy sour soggy smells painful hard!!!!!

Hey, why!? How could this happen with that material and procedure?

Stay with me. ♪ Resistance: The poison has been released.

Na, nandatei!? What the hell is going on?

Mr. Eleanor is anxiously staring at us. No, I'm gonna cry if I don't flatten the rest of this.

I decided to eat one sandwich after another. Taste? My taste is paralyzed. I don't know what to do anymore.

Stay with me. ♪ Resistance: The paralysis has been released.

Stay with me. ♪ Resistance: Confusion has been freed.

Stay with me ~ ♪ Resistance: Immediate death is free...

And I finished eating everything. I smiled at Mr. Eleanor... and passed out with a patchouli as it was.

After that, the master, who came home just fine, slammed me against the table and cramped me into the temple of the scissors and had me treated. He seems to have had the same experience with his master before. You responded quickly. It was me who had to laugh bitterly at my master apologizing to Sman with a face that seemed sincerely sorry after he recovered.

When I appraised Eleanor again, who came to visit me, the identification teacher's drilling showed something that I had not previously seen.

[Hadin's protection]

A testament of the one who was liked and granted protection by Hadin, the goddess of death and destiny. Has a significant upward effect on physical ability and tolerance. However, side effects are triggered all the time that an abnormal state is attached to the dish to be made. The deeper the affection, the worse the state anomaly, he said. One theory says it's because Hadin is extremely bad at cooking.

There's a goddess here, too.

I will explain to Eleanor that this is why I apologize in tears. That kind of protection for me? I was surprised but when I heard the effect, I was visibly depressed.

Is that it? But can I fall in love with myself that I'm quite fond of the fact that this is all the state anomalies being granted?

"Don't worry, it's not Mr. Eleanor's fault. I'll cook handicrafts. As many times as Mr. Eleanor wants, right?

So you managed to fix your mood. It was the latter festival that I thought I had done something quite embarrassing depending on what I tried to capture.

So master don't nibble, nibble, nibble!

Kyle looks at this one worried if it solidifies with that in mind. Whoa, why don't you. You seem upset even though you're being spoken to.

Drink all the way through the cup and break the silence.

"Whoa, are you okay with drinking all at once like that? I'm sorry to carry a crushed man."

"Oh, it's a mixed juice of 100 percent fruit juice. Why not?"

"Isn't that booze!

Thanks for the tip, but just because it's a liquor store doesn't mean you're drinking. There is also milk.

But, well, I can't drink like this without my brother, Mr. Giroui. I don't feel like entering another tavern in the first place. This time, the old man asked me to provide ice.

Still, sometimes you want to calm down. I had a little mixed juice that day and had a conversation with Kyle without any other love.