Spirit’s Paradise And The Idle Another World Life

I left the labyrinth and fell asleep without even eating dinner due to the effects of tiredness. It was before the sun rose that I woke up to see if I slept too fast on the boulder. Well, there's a lot to do today, and there's nothing wrong with waking up early.

"Yuta. Are you awake?

"Yeah. Good morning, Silfi. I woke up yesterday because I slept too fast."

"Morning. It's not even sunrise yet, but what are we going to do?

"Mm-hmm. Right. This inn is bothering me, and I thought I'd give you some hometown recipes, so I'll think about it and prepare it by breakfast time."

"Oh, we do have quite a few vacancies out there. Maybe Yuta should apologize for the inconvenience."

Ugh. I definitely can't say enough that I'm making vacancies because of me, but I'm very likely to be bothering you. It's too spicy if you don't apologize. I need to remind you of the kind of menu that customers come to.

Looks like Mr. Torque likes to cook a lot, and he's got good stuff to apply. They'll imitate charcoal and stuff right away...

Is the application effective and likely to attract customers?... shouldn't take that long. Write recipes with paper and pen bought at the grocery store. That's it. The stationery is hard to use. The paper is hooked and the pen is difficult to handle.

Well, can't you help it? Let's do our best to write a recipe. I checked with Silfi and she said there was no ketchup, so I decided to cook with a simple tomato.

Pizza sauce with ketchup and derivatives from it first. Write on paper how to make pizza toast and napolitan, meat sauce. At least it doesn't taste like anything around here, so if it's accepted, customers will gather. If you can't, you're offering another story.

After working hard to write the recipe and rewriting it over and over again fixing it, it was breakfast time. I don't remember the fine portions, so it was pretty tough.

"Now I think I can repay you a little. Silfi. I'm going to breakfast, so hang out."

"Hehe. I'm so excited to see what kind of food you can cook. If the menu Yuta taught you is popular, feed us too."

"I guess I'll be fine. If it works, Mr. Torque will make it for you, and I'll take it home in bulk, so be patient."

"Yeah. That's enough. Shall we go then?"

Leave the room and head to the dining room. The way the recipe is handed over is also important. If you say anything strange, you won't be able to accept it.

"Good morning, customer. If you say so, you'll be checking out at noon today. Do you want to extend it?

Uh, yeah. It's too sudden to give me the recipe today and ask me to make it in bulk this evening. Well, maybe it's best for the inn if I leave, but honestly, I want tomato sauce too. I know it's annoying, but let me just extend it for one night.

"Uh, Mr. Martha. I need a favor from Mr. Torque, so can you just extend it for one night?

"I get it. We'll go through the process later at the counter. So, what does it look like to my husband?

He normally accepted the extension. If my legs were down because of me, I wouldn't even smell it if I wanted to refuse the extension. I guess I'm mistaken that there are more vacancies because of me.

"Actually, I have a few things I want to eat in my hometown dishes, and I'm leaving Labyrinth City only for a little while from tomorrow, so you want to make them and take them. Please, can't you?

"You're welcome to share dishes you don't know. Shall I call my husband?

"No. This is the recipe. Cooking is not a specialty, so it would be helpful if you could try and error the portions. Before noon tomorrow, in what it says here, ketchup. Pizza sauce. It would help if I made more meat sauce and brought it back."

I don't have a lot of time, so I don't have any tears, but the purpose is to pass on the recipe, so I have no problem with it. If it feels like Mr. Torque, if I give him the recipe, he'll figure it out because it looks straight to it.

"Heh. That sounds interesting. I'll give it to my husband after breakfast time. If I give it to you now, you'll be ready for breakfast."

That's how it is, isn't it?

"Haha. It's breakfast now, so that's troublesome."

"I'm sorry you could have eaten my hand cooking."

Why are you giving that back to my words? It doesn't fit the context at all, does it? Maybe you weren't listening? Um, what should I answer?

"... that's... unfortunate"

I returned it normally and finished the conversation. How could I have given it back? Grab breakfast with your head troubled. Today's breakfast is served with two skewers of dengue oak meat and rough birds. The same volume.

I force myself to pack my meat in the morning and go back to my room. What's going on with the eggs? Even if Japanese food is not possible, as far as I'm concerned, breakfast is fine with scrambled eggs and omelettes.

"Well, it's still early in the morning, but where do we go from here"

"Yuta. What do orphans do?

"Have you found it yet?

Listen to Silfi as he strokes the bells who come tangled with Wachawacha in a morning greeting.

"Yeah. I found you two. There were other talented kids out there, but I played them because they were a little bareback. The two of them will soon be able to make a deal with a floating spirit. Only one of them has a sister."

If I were to take care of you, would there be three of you? You can't tell me to dump my sister on a boulder, can you?

"This sister has a gift for a spiritualist, too. I don't have enough magic at the moment, but if I get to the level, I don't have a problem with it, so I think we can grow it together..."

Then there's nothing wrong with that. Power leveling will allow you to contract immediately.

"What kind of kids are they?

"Mm-hmm. Brothers and sisters of boys about ten and girls about eight. She's about twelve."

Are they all in elementary school? Well, as much as you call it an orphan, it's about that. Looks like bare behavior isn't bad, and it'll be enough.

"Then let's go scout those kids"

I know it's good to be involved in people's lives so lightly, but I think it's better than being in a slum, and it's okay, right?

Before leaving the inn, tell Martha that there may be more people and take the extension procedure to leave the inn. When Silfi guides me to the slam...... that's usually scary. The house changes like a dong-borough, abandoned ruin. Can a kid live in a place like this?

"Hey, brother. What are you gonna say when you get in here? If you want to get out of here safely, leave all the money behind. Yeah, so is that gear and clothes. I'll give you a break for your pants."

I knew these people would come out. The niggling men show up with zorros and surround me. Me, it's gotten pretty high, but you're still tangled up. Does an aura that just stands like this and is hard to get close to not get to you when you get to the level?

"Say something. Gah."

Suddenly he came slashed with a sword and was bounced on the wind wall. You don't have to ask questions.

"This guy. He's a magician. Don't make me chant!

The men around me are rushing to pack the distance and being bounced by the wind wall. Didn't you see about the first man?

"Why is magic releasing continuously? I'm not chanting!

Oh, you thought the wind wall was a single shot.

"Uh, you better give up because I can't break this wall to you guys. It's not like I want to sell a fight, because I'm leaving as soon as I'm done."

"Keh. What the hell is an amazing magician doing with a slam like this?"

Sounds very unpleasant. Well, it's unpleasant because if it comes from them, they come into the territory on their own, and they're lightly tueeeeeee me.

"I'm here to pick up my apprentice."

Ugh. The men who attacked me rubbed me out saying I was going to be a disciple. I won't take my uncles as my disciples when they suddenly slay me. In the first place, I'm not even a magician.

"Wait a minute. I've already made up my mind to take a disciple. Don't help me if you honestly pave the way. You don't want to get extra hurt, do you?

"Make me an apprentice too," he says, "I'll definitely follow you," and he follows me with Zorozolo. Sorcerers are pretty popular, huh? What would happen if I told you I was a spiritualist? It's usually unpleasant to be left, and I have trouble being eaten.

(Silfi. Will you stop them?

"Okay. I'll keep it surrounded by wind, it'll be fine."

"Hey, we can't move on," "Damn it. Wait," he said, moving on pretending not to hear him. He was also involved twice after that, but no questions asked and Silfi locked him in the wind. Silfi approaches a house that just set up a worn out board, especially in a terrible part of the slam.

"Right here. My brothers and sisters are inside."

It's a more run-down house than I imagined. He nods (nods) at Silfi and knocks on the door-like part. Then a boy peeked at his face from the gap and pulled a little.

"Uh, I know I'm wary, but I don't think it's a bad story, so could you just listen to me?

I say it myself and I'm too suspicious. What am I supposed to do?

"If you want to talk, talk from there. Stay away from me."

You're an alert Max.

"Then we'll talk from here. I'm a spiritualist, but if you come to the labyrinth city, make fun of the spiritualist. I wanted to raise a spiritualist to look back. Why don't you find a child who can be a spiritualist for the spirits you're contracted to, and one of them is you?

……………… a long silence ensues. Can't you?

"Can I be a spiritualist? Can you eat that and go?

That's realistic. I guess that has to happen in this environment.

"Yeah. They hate me around, but you don't have to worry about me until I'm alone."

If Silfi asks, if you can communicate properly, he can serve you unexpectedly quickly, and you're fine.

………………

Are you thinking about it? Should I push another one?

"You might be anxious to hear that you hate me or something, but I think if you show strength, you'll be fine. At least I promise a decent life over here."

... Is that it? Is the earth of death a better environment than here? If you can eat a cup of rice in your stomach, it'll be better. Probably.

Slowly wait for a long silence. What am I supposed to do if everyone says no?

"Can you prove you're safe?

Difficult questions flew in. I don't mean to do anything terrible, but when people say proof, it's hard.