Tensei Shite Inaka de Slowlife wo Okuritai

We were eating breakfast while we had dinner last night.

Naturally this is Kagura, a Japanese country, so the food served is Japanese. Miso soup, salmon, pickles, boiled vegetables and grated grated rice with tofu in rice.

Morning is definitely the best menu for me who is Japanese, but I am a little sleepy because of last night's tiredness.

I slept late last night, probably because I had a pillow fight.

From the point of my child who becomes sleepy at 9 o'clock or 10 o'clock, the pillow toss until midnight last night and the words from Sannosuke were physically demanding. Thanks to that, I am a little short today.

Irvine and malt on the same table seem to have been cleaned up, maybe because they are adults, and they seem sleepy.

"... Wow, Alfleet-sama had a terrible eye. Employees could throw a pillow, and Ms. Minosuke became angry and slept."

A tree sitting nearby comes to me with a grudge.

I can't help saying that. Tree is a responsible chairman. The most angry thing is that it can't be helped.

This time I was able to give back the amount of the maid, so my heart is clear.

…… ha, the fragrant green tea is delicious.

When I was drinking green tea without saying a word, I gently put my hand on my chopsticks to see if Tory gave up.

The merchants around are also low in tension, probably because of lack of sleep, and they are eating rice with rice. The low tension is not only because of sleepiness, but also because the inn has been banned from throwing pillows at night. Probably because of the few opportunities to get revenge on Tory, the merchants are depressed. Later, I was terrified of the tree last night, so I wonder if today's work is scary.

They will definitely be used for trees today.

Well, but noisy meals like last night are good, but this kind of quiet rice isn't bad either.

I am calm and very grateful.

"Al! It goes great if you add miso soup to rice!"

However, the rumba next to it seems to be still stupid because it is stupid. Despite being the first to have a decent Kagura dish, he has come across cats.

It's a little tricky. I want to do it too!

"I think it tastes good with rice, but I don't think it's a very praised way to eat in these places?"

I mean, it's quite a bad manner to eat at an inn.

Even though the manners of Kagura and Kagura are not always the same, isn't that a good face? Think so and turn your gaze to ask Sannosuke behind.

"... Yes, it's like a busy servant swirling and eating, so I don't recommend doing it in such places."

I'm disappointed with Sannosuke's words. Cats are really delicious. I want to pour miso soup on hot white rice!

"Mr. Aleucia, don't use miso soup on rice!"

"Huh? Why? Absolutely delicious?"

"Mr. Sannosuke said that manners were broken!"

When I felt sorry in my heart, I heard such a voice from a distant woman's seat.

Apparently the other side also noticed the possibility of cats and tried to try them.

Aleucia and Ilya seem to be dyed in Kagura culture.

By the way, breakfast seats are divided into men on the right and women on the left.

Each room was different, and it was natural because of the large number of people. Because when a man gets off, forty seats will be filled in no time.

I don't think that without that, Aleucia wouldn't come because he saw something that he shouldn't see last night. The same is true of the landlady who was caring for me yesterday.

It seems that he and Ms. Sannosuke and other men take care of breakfast on this side. I don't think there is enough glitz here.

"Isn't it delicious?"

Rumba regretfully sucks the cat at once.

Then put the empty bowl and remember,

"... Ah! What about egg rice?"

"It's a violation of manners at a luxury restaurant, but the basics are fine."

"Why don't you have a problem ..."

That's right. There is a trend in which miso soup is considered taboo, but rice with eggs is considered to be no problem. What is this all about?

"... to that point also to me ..."

As expected, Minosuke responds with a frown if he does not know the details.

Well, there aren't many people who question such small details. Cooking is so familiar to people that nobody knows about its culture and origin.

"Well, okay. Sannosuke, give me one raw egg."

Rumba asks while eating rice in the empty bowl.

"Oh, me too."

Egg-cooked rice seems to be OK here, so I will piggyback on rumba and ask.

""me too""

"My lady, give me a raw egg!"

"me too!"

Then, Irvine, Malt, and the merchant in front of me raised hands one after another.

On the other side, Aleucia and Ilya, and the women also ask the landlady to egg fresh.

In a quiet morning room, I can hear my conversation with Rumba more than expected. It looks like a large adult wants a raw egg.

Minosuke and the landlady are laughing at us urging raw eggs and skipping instructions to employees.

"Because Al said that if you had soy sauce, the egg rice would be more delicious. I'm looking forward to the taste."

"Don't put too much soy sauce on it. It's best to drop a few drops and taste it."

You just need to add a little soy sauce. Excessive soy sauce destroys the original taste of the egg.

Sip the miso soup and I breathe out.

Oh, the taste of miso seems to permeate the body.

I really want to eat cats. I know it's bad, and I know I can eat as much as I want, but that kind of greed just gushes.

If you are told not to do it, why would you want to do it even more?

But I'm still noble. Table manners must be taken care of as such. Just keep aside if you had a flashy pillow fight last night, or had a slash with Eric on the tongs at a royal party.

... Do you put up with the compromise of including rice in your mouth and sipping miso soup?

While frowning on half-hearted and cumbersome means, they are drawn to that taste and chop the rice with chopsticks.

I bring steamy white rice to my mouth,

"Oh, it fell."

I accidentally dropped it into miso soup with chopsticks.

……… Hmm, I ca n’t help falling down. Let's say this is delicious.

I again bring white rice with miso and soup to my mouth.

Oh oh, it goes really well with rice. White rice absorbs the umami of miso and broth. Nostalgic taste.

When he was busy in the past life, he quickly and deliciously finished lunch with Ochazuke and Nekoman.

"... Oh, the rice has fallen into the miso soup."

"If you fall, don't help. Eat everything so that you are not rude to cooking."

"Of course. Can you eat the rice in the miso soup?"

In front of me eating a cat-like mood, Irvine and Malt were doing such a thing with a whispering voice.

Even if it has fallen, one cup of rice is falling lightly.

Unlike me who lost a bite, how awesome they are! Envy ...

Is it okay to do so intentionally?

When he turned around, worried about the reaction of Minosuke in the back, he turned around with a complicated face.

Apparently they seem to do things they didn't see. He seems to be a hard-headed person, probably because of the Buddha's top face, but he seems to have some surprising flexibility.

Well, I'm an employee of a ryokan where people from various countries stay. Maybe some forgiveness is needed.

While thinking about such a thing, I break a fresh raw egg and drop it on rice.

"No, let's stop it, Aleusha! That's what they can do! Let's try it in a different place? Let's put up with egg rice now?"

... Women seem to be serious.