Sweet Reincarnation

While Pais does a lot of chores at the castle, sometimes at parties.

The bonuses stuck to Pais were moving individually.

Students and instructors of the boarding academy and holders of aristocratic status have become the inhabitants of a glamorous world in response to welcoming parties in the Voltuzara Kingdom and invitations from aristocrats.

It would be natural for them to increase their acquaintances through socializing, expand their friendships and deepen their relationships.

But those who are not nobles are in the service of Pais.

Farriel, the head chef of the Mortelun family's annex, and Rumi and Marc, the childhood companions.

Since they are not surrounded by aristocrats, Pais and other students will be free while they are dating aristocrats.

However, I wonder if you're being quiet just because you're free.

No, definitely not.

Especially a childhood friendly pair. Sitting still in a chair and her ass itching, she jumped out of town.

The chef accompanies me because I'm free anyway. Rather, he originally said that he wanted to distinguish foreign ingredients, and childhood friends rode on the pretext of escort.

Going down the main street of the capital, there was the enthusiasm unique to the trading city where various races were gathered.

Leaving the Divine Kingdom Embassy, which also houses Pais and the others, Fariel and the others find a market just south of the boulevard.

Hmm, the market around here is unique.

A simple store made of a wooden frame and a cloth roof. Whether you call it a stall or a tent, shops with shapes that you don't see in the Divine Kingdom line up from end to end of the street.

There are a lot of people on the streets, and I feel that the streets are quite narrow because the stalls are piling up products without worrying about people passing by.

A shop where beautiful cloths are arranged like warm cloths, probably a cloth shop.

A shop that probably sells flour, where dozens of bags of flour are piled up and some bags are opened.

A shop with a lot of colorful birds in a cage, and a really busy lid. It's analogous to a bird shop. I don't know if there is a torii shop, but I can't help but call it a torii shop because I think it sells birds.

While looking at such an exotic shop, Farriel checks the price of the product. This is what Pais told me to do when I had the chance.

Because there are many strange products, it doesn't seem like it will be very helpful, but I will check the market price for those that I think I know somehow.

"Dad, what is this?"

"This is a bean."

Huh?

There is a large bamboo tree that seems to hold up at the store's doorstep, and it is piled up so that it becomes a small hill.

Farriel stops and asks the shopkeeper who is unfamiliar.

It was the first name I heard of when I came here, even when it was called Cruz Bean.

Yes, it's the first time I've heard of it.

Farriel, also known as the referential cook in the God Kingdom, has spent many years and decades unrelentingly studying.

Thinking of it as culinary training, I wasn't wrong to follow it. Farriel became more euphoric.

"Give me a bag."

Yeah, I'm fine.

As a cook, it's a pleasure to meet unknown ingredients.

If you take one of the beans you bought, the size is quite large. It is about the size of a soramame, but it is closer to a rounded sphere than a soramame.

I smile that this is likely to come out a lot.

”You said you didn't know this guy, so you're from somewhere else, right?”

"Oh, I'm from the Kingdom of God."

Fariel replied on behalf of the other party, since it was not a matter of concealing it.

The Prince of the Divine Kingdom came to the Voltuzara Kingdom as a goodwill envoy, and the residents of the city had already heard rumors, so the shopkeeper thinks so.

The shopkeeper peeks at Farriel. Lumi and Marc, who were right next to each other, were gazed upon and gave a sinister expression.

"That's a long way from home." What are you doing here? "

Although it is not unusual for foreigners to wander around the city, it is strange for them to wander around the city's markets when they are part of the Divine Kingdom's mission.

"My servants are here to celebrate the birth of the prince of this country."

Huh, that means you're an aristocrat.

"My husband, I'm a hard cook."

I see, and the shopkeeper was convinced.

If you're an aristocrat, you won't come to the market and care about the name of the beans, but if you're a cook who serves the aristocrats, you can ask for the name of the ingredients.

When the sense of vigilance faded, the shopkeeper once again called out to the cook who observed the restaurant's products in an unusual manner.

If so, how about this one too?

Is this grape?

The shopkeeper came out with something like dried grapes that Farriel had seen.

A wrinkled object that seems to have dried up some kind of fruit. It's about the size of a thumb, and it's brown in color.

I thought it was dried grapes because it felt like it was mixed with something that left a little moisture behind, but if I smell it, it doesn't look like grapes.

"This is a date."

Dates?

"Oh, this is the fruit of a tree growing in a dry land." Then it's just my shop. Because we have all the best things, it's delicious. "

”Ho ho ho”

Fariel and the others are recommended by the shopkeepers to taste.

It may have been seen as a popular customer just for letting me taste the product, but I don't hesitate to receive favors.

Farriel chirped and confirmed the taste. Marc rolled on the palm of his hand and then frightened. Rumi threw it into his mouth without any hesitation.

If you try it, you'll see that it's not like grapes.

However, there was no doubt that the fruit was dried.

The distinctive sweetness of the fruit is further condensed by the distinctive taste of the dried sweets.

This was good, and Rumi and the others liked it at first sight.

"Hey, Mr. Fairl, don't you want to buy this too?" Let's buy it up if we can. "

It is the traditional art of the Mortelun family that says that there is no sudden action.

Rumi offered to buy as many dates as he had in the store.

Farriel, who receives enough pay from the Mortelun family, is a very rich man, and he can't afford it.

However, it seemed to Farriel that he could buy anything he didn't know.

"Why again?"

”Pais... no, I'm sure Pastry-sama wants it”

The boulders are familiar to young children.

But Fariel nodded to Rumi's words.

If it's a delicious dried fruit so far, it seems like it could be used as a sweet ingredient.

Farriel was the first person to eat it, so he couldn't figure out how to use it right away. I'm sure you'll know how to use it if you try a lot of things, but if you say that, wouldn't it be better if we were the chief sergeant?

If you are a silver-haired heretic who has made a lot of sweets and used strange ingredients without any problems, you will certainly be pleased with this date.

"So, can you just have this?" I'll send you the product later, so I want you to give it to that person. "

Farriel is also the side that usually uses people, and wields the ruling as a chef. I don't carry large baggage here myself.

If you go back to your accommodation, you can send someone to carry them on their feet.

Fortunately, the young admiral of the House of Morteln, served by Fariel, has a good understanding of how to spend that kind of money.

It was settled that only the money should be given first and the luggage should be picked up later.

After that, the head chef and two guards continued to browse several stores.

"Hey, hey, hey."

Yeah.

Rumi nodded slightly in Marc's short voice.

There's a guy who's been following me since I bought a date with an adult.

Well then, the two guards that Pais could have caused trouble again.

"Come on!! What the hell are you doing!!"

Suddenly, Rumi catches the man who went to bump into Farriel.

He twisted his arms and pressed them against the ground.

"Shut up and return the purse you tried to steal."

There was a strange sense of relief that the struggle was not a struggle, but a struggle that was due to ourselves.

I caught him on the verge of bumping into him, but he seemed to have stolen his wallet.

It's an early story, a scratch.

The two militants were convinced that if they were seen to have money in the market sporadically, there would be such people.

"It's so vivid."

I'm working on it.

Farriel's wallet was held in the hand of the man Rumi was holding down.

As Marc recovered it, Rumi lifted the bastard's restraint. At that moment, the man escapes like a deserter.

"Damn it!!"

"If you want to throw away the dialogue, throw it up even better."

Rumi whispered that it was a noisy town as she saw off the man who was running away in a flash while pushing away the people around her.

Absolutely, Mark replies, but they just don't know that these criminals are rummaging around in the world.

Originally, there were few people in the territory of Mortelun, and even if the number of people increased, the security was stable due to the extremely strict control of the Mortelun family. In addition, the boarding school that I am attending is in the capital of the king, but the security of the place where the nobles live is in the best place.

I've never lived in a rough place.

Not only was it not an armed robbery, but the city was also safe.

Well, let's get back to it and look around the other stores.

"Ohh!"

Shopping at the market lasted while the kingdom of God team was staying.