My Room Has Become a Dungeon’s Rest Area

"I'm home."

"Welcome back."

Leah picked me up when I got back from part-time work.

"Is that it? What about Sizuk?

There was always no Shizuku to greet.

"Oh, Shizuku looks like you're taking a nap"

"Huh? Really?

That's crazy. I always say, "You can sleep for about three minutes."

"What do you want? Wait till Sizuk wakes up for the outing?

I've also heard Sizuk talk about going out with Leah when he gets back, but you should still say something before you go out.

"Because you don't have to wake me up. He said to go out."

"Really? But..."

Leah pushed me back out of the city of Tachikawa.

If that's what Sizuk said, okay.

"It's dinner time for now, and shall we have something to eat first?

"Yes!"

The time was just at dinner.

"Do you want something to eat?

"Uh-huh. I like the Yoshiyama beef bowl I ate before."

On occasional dates......

"That's cheap, isn't it?

... makes a blonde girl smile nico wanting to eat a bowl of cows.

No, I love beef bowls, too.

My vision bogged and distorted.

Turn up so Shizukuishi doesn't flow

Leah suddenly made a single piece.

"Pi, pieces?

I wonder what that means? It won't be in an eclectic way......

"Why don't you two lavishly melted eggs?

I put a handkerchief in my eye. [M]

"T, Dear Tool. What's wrong with you?

"Yes, no. I got garbage in my eyes. But because I'm here in Japan, why don't you eat something you haven't already eaten?

"Uh, yeah. I don't know, so I'll take care of it."

"Yeah. I got it."

I wonder what would be good.

Leah likes meat a lot.

I've had sukiyaki at home, and I have hamburgers.

Something kebab-like, the steak seems to be in different worlds as well.

The only meat dish in Japan is surprisingly...

"That's right. There's no such thing as fried chicken in the other world."

"Tonkatsu?

"Put bread powder clothes on a steaky pig"

"Oh, it looks delicious"

Hmm? You might want to turn that into a bowl of cutlets with more eggs.

I just got a single piece.

No, let's make this a huge soba shop cutlet.

It's great to see if the sauce tastes good with a bowl of cutlets from a soba shop or something.

Check the soba shop in the station building to see if there is any cutlet weight.

"Huh? This is a soba shop, right?"

I may have eaten soba at home.

"Yeah. But even though cutlet bowls and cutlet weights are meat dishes for some reason, they're also in the soba shop."

Leah probably doesn't like soba very much.

He looked a little anxious.

After waiting for a while, two 1600 yen on top of the cutlet weight arrived.

It also includes the weight with the spelling lid, pickles, and miso soup.

Hehe. Nice place with a spelling lid.

"What's this?

"There's a cutlet weight in that black box."

The customers around are eating soba.

Leah also had a surprised look at what she thought contained soba, but the moment she opened the heavy spelling lid, Leah's face became patchy and bright.

"Wow. Is this the cutlet weight? And it smells so sweet and so good."

"What's in that egg is fried pork with bread flour on it. Let's eat. Let's eat."

"Yes! I'll have it!

"Ha ha. Here you go!

Leah takes the cut with the chopsticks she's already used to. I put it in my shapely lips.

"Mm-hmm - that's a tofu crisp...... yummy!

"Really? Good!

"It's a flavor that my world will never have! Maybe I've never eaten anything so delicious!

Hehe. Sweet Leah. The Japanese have the idea of pulling it up yet another step.

"But it tastes a little intense, don't you think?

"If you ask me... if I eat a lot I do..."

"I can adjust the flavoring to my liking by eating the rice below as well"

"You know what?"

Leah includes the rice a little in her mouth after eating the cutlets small.

"Mm-hmm!"

Put some rice in your mouth again. I'll let you in again for a bit.

And I chewed it.

"Mmm! Yummy!"

"Heh heh. It is the depth of Japanese food that allows you to adjust the intensity of the flavour of the stranger to your taste with rice."

Leah is cheeky with a bowl of cutlets looking delicious.

I'll eat too.

It was when the cutlet weight of the rear was about a third.

"Ah, a realtor!

Leah points behind me.

Not again! Get out of my way every date! I turned around. Former realtor, Mr. Kimura... he's not here?

"Leah, you're not here?

"Oh, that's crazy"

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"That was delicious."

"Really, it was delicious - I might have wanted to eat more"

Hmm? I'm pretty full of only 1,600 yen.

Leah and I eat about the same amount.

"Where shall we go next?

Hmm.

Ho, it's not too early for a hotel.

"I don't know about Japan, so I want you to show me around."

"Uh, yeah."

Hmm. Anime friends, lion holes, gamer bastards...... how about that.

I would love to go very much, but not where I would go with a girl.

When it comes to a slightly more ostentatious place.

"That's right! There's a novel bar!

"A novel bar?

"Yeah. Adventurer Guild liquor store, not, but there's a bar you've been to before. I have a novel."

"Heh ~ That's nice. I, I don't really read Japanese books, okay?

"Yeah. Few people are reading it. I guess it feels like enjoying the atmosphere."

"Then I want to go"

Enter the novel bar.

"Wow, that's so stylish."

"Yeah. Ottomans are delicious here, and there's a wide variety of alcohol. And pretty reasonable."

The master lets me choose the coaster when I sit in my seat.

The coaster in this bar is printed with literary art.

My name is Shushi, and Leah had chosen Funny Artist Umeboto for some reason. Is Umeboto a Fumiyoshi?

"I wonder if this is the kind of ale that's often drunk in Leah's world. They say beer in Japan."

"There are twenty different kinds."

We have a good time at the counter asking for a proper drink.

The master spoke to me in moderation.

"Master, by the way. Who's the customer in the back checking a bunch of paper as I say the bumps?

"Ah, he seems to be a Lanobe writer who can't sell. Something about checking the manuscript here if you get stuck. Sure... I don't know what you said East."

"Heh ~ You smell like a lie"

The master laughed bitterly. Maybe it's subtly annoying.

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"Ah, that was fun."

Me and Leah got drunk and went out of town again.

"Well, then, it's time to go to the hotel"

"Ah... yes"

Is it because of alcohol that Leah's face and neck muscles are slightly red?

We walked arm in arm with nature.

Leah may not even be drunk.

The hotel you're staying in is a hotel that's stuck with the station.

It's not that kind of hotel. It would be good because it's a bit expensive but I got two sources of income: gold coins and horses.

"You're Suzuki."

I have an online reservation. Give me a proper high-rise room!

I'm sure the night view is beautiful.

I wonder if the Japanese would make a great sight for other people even if they were used to seeing it.

But Leah was already leaning on me before she entered the room.

I opened the door to the room and carried Leah to bed.

"Are you okay?"

"It's okay. I may have had fun and had a little too much to drink..."

I remember carrying her to the Japanese-style room where she used to be paralyzed.

It may not be until we have a little rest to see the night scene together.

"Well, I'm just gonna take a little bath."

Leah, lying in bed, grabs my hand as I try to take a bath.

"Huh? What?

"Yada... don't go..."

I can draw my arms all the way.

"Wow."

It takes the form of riding on a rear lying in bed.

"Huh... n"

Leah pulled me even more arms and put me in the face.

Exchange the taste of each other's saliva with a little alcohol odor.

"Dear Tor..."

"Leah......"

Leah holds his palm back from my arm and hits me in the chest.

"Ahem."

Whoa, whoa, whoa. Oh, my God! It's a pull!

Whoa, whoa, whoa. Pull.

But isn't he too much of a pull for anything?

"No way. What about Leah's jacket... slime armor?

Slime separated plumpingly from Leah's body.

"Uh-huh."

Leah's chest, sleeping drunk, was exposed and plumped.

"Ba, I found out...... sorry"

"Hey, what is it? Was Shizuku there too?"

"Yes. Cuttleweight...... it was delicious...... sorry"

"Yes, no, that's okay. But if you wanted to come, you could have told me."

Sizuk said sorry.

"Shizuku... I've never seen it, so I wanted to see it."

"He wanted to see... Hit me"

Sure, on second thought, there wasn't a sizzle when I was with Leah, and Millie was on an adventure across different worlds.

"I want to study for your husband and then."

What time is it with your husband?

"Come on, go ahead. I'm sitting right at the end of the sizzle and watching."

"Can you!