"! Sorry but still quasi.............................................................
The store door opens.
Noticing that, the man who looked back as he was preparing to open the store stopped the words along the way. Drop the covered cigar from the open mouth.
The man, tattooed on both arms, gazed at the guests through the door with his rounded eyes. Place the two-handed liquor bottle you tried to fit on the shelf once on the counter and pick the cigar you nearly dropped with your finger. I was still in the process of smoking with my usual habits as it was. I pressed that into the ashtray. A man who is a severe smoker, but only when the customer arrived did he refrain from smoking cigars at some point.
Hu...... and exhaled, then with his hands on the counter he saw the guests from the front.
"... were you alive, Val?
"Wow, Bail. Temehe is the one who tried to keep the store.
Hyahahaha! and Val showed it with one arm up, laughing lightly.
Sefek and Chemetho jump into the store before he says, "Long time no see!" "It's been a long time, Mr. Bail," he called the usual table as he raised his voice. Keep the menu in your hands one side at a time for the two of us, and start to quickly indulge in which one to ask for.
Almost at the same time as the two of them took their seats, Val also sat down on the counter. I unloaded the packed bag and opened the bottle without permission, which was supposed to be on the shelf. Roll the stopper over the counter and put your mouth directly on the liquor bottle.
"Hasn't it been months? I thought you were dead.
The man who wrapped his short, cluttered hair around his head from his forehead is the master of the tavern.
A hidden tavern underground, it was also the destination of the Vals. Nonetheless, it was actually the first time in months that they had visited the tavern. Not once after Tiara's birthday did they get there.
It's not uncommon for people like that to come and go from a liquor store owner who also has a lot of back-run people. However, the cause is not simply no longer legs, but captured or dead.
Since the disease of Pride, the first princess, the lack of promptings from Jilbert itself was still convincing to Bail as well. I wonder if the princess doesn't have time for other back-run opponents and such when she's down sick. But there was no reason not to doubt death on the Vals, who rose to the recapture battle and won and then remained unchanged and without a tone sharp.
Hopefully Jill Bale won't at least visit the tavern again,...... I was also slightly caught up in their death. At least to the extent that you can't clean up thinking "again" that you're no longer coming like any other guest. I'm still surprised they're back in plain sight, but some of me have been more relieved than that.
"I've had a lot of trouble.
With that said, Gubilli and Behind Val, who rings his throat with booze again, Chemetho says, "Please give me some meat!" Raise your hands. And then Sefek said, "Juice! If you scream," Bail pours fruit juice out of the glass as he warms the frying pan.
"Where the hell have you been? I think it's too long for a family vacation.
There you go, and release two glasses of juice poured over the counter to Val. Then as Sefek stood up, Val turned behind him with the hands of one empty glass at a time. If Sefek returned to the table with two glasses with both hands, Chemetho would have happily received one.
To Bail's word, Val once took his mouth off the liquor bottle saying it wasn't a trip. I pound my tongue and then look troublesome in the face. Those days weren't cozy enough to say travel.
The treatment from Leon was of course good in the protected kingdom of Anemone, but when it comes to pride, Val thinks it was just a bad day of chest feces.
"It's for the wild.... nothing much different.
Well, Bayle pulled away lightly from him, not daring to tell him much.
No matter how much I care, years of experience have also shown that stepping in can be cumbersome. I greased it and if I put three sheets of meat on it, it sounded like a flash of heavy rain from the frying pan. Well, I'm glad I looked good, and I'll keep working on putting it back on the shelf with just the liquor at my feet while I keep doing the right thing. It was usual in itself for them to come to the store before it opened.
"How about Temehe? Didn't they give you evacuation instructions here a month ago at the recapture?
"Oh, well. Evacuation instructions have arrived properly even on these backstreets.
I ran off with just the money, and Bayle habitually tried to add a new cigar and stopped on the way.
Only in the beginning did I care at all, but I gave up cigars in front of them after Chemetho and Sefek started coughing up sometimes. Val doesn't say anything, but somehow I've become more concerned about myself seeing the two of them say it. Bayle thought at the time that the two of them, who were completely flat no matter how much they were blowing in the beginning, had changed their living conditions a lot since the first time they met, to the contrary, that they were becoming concerned about smoke.
Turn upside down and on the cooked meat, hang the sauce made of alcohol appropriately before serving one piece at a time on a plate. When we tried to put it on the counter, Cefek and Chemetho were lining up next to Val so that they could be caught in the scent.
Receive the plate of meat directly from the bail and the two return to the table with pleasure. Seeing what's behind it, I'm delayed in emotion that it's only supposed to be the first time in months that I've grown up. Especially this year the fifteen-year-old Sefek is someone else.
"... you're becoming a good woman.
"Kid is your hobby? Get permission from Chemetho if you want to talk.
I can throw it away from Val, in a light mouth that I accidentally said.
No, that's not true. While denying it, Bayle thinks she'll be a much better woman in a couple of years. But hate, she's too young for her own good. And I don't even want to dictate until I turn the guardian in front of me to the enemy.
Being aware that he had missed the conversation himself, Bail placed another new bottle of liquor in Val, who was still drinking. "You can drop this easily," he says, blending sarcasm with his liquor lover. And I start preparing another dish on my own before they place another order, and keep going back on track.
"The table was pretty rough when the evacuation order came back. Luckily, this place is almost intact.
The alcohol fell off the triple bookshelf in the aftermath of the recapture battle, and to the extent that the staircase, which is the entrance to this place, was blocked with a little rubble. The damage was smaller than in other buildings because it was an underground liquor store. There were no fire thieves, so we were able to resume operations safely.
"The back street itself, the building with the rubble, collapsed, so it was pretty rough... but as soon as the reconstruction started, assistance came from the country. Not only the guards, but the Knights were there to help.
They were sent by guards and knights to remove debris, repair buildings and, depending on the damage, even subsidies. Even the back street where I live didn't take that long to get back to its original state, so I guess the rest of the castle underneath was even quicker to rebuild, Bayle thinks.
It is good that there was little damage to my place, but I was a little distant for a while because the Knights were walking around to rebuild. Sales have managed to turn these days thanks to the growing number of customers who don't get any dust from beating regularly, but it still didn't feel good to have knights and guards outside the store. Because he is not a priori himself.
Most importantly, if they find out about my side business, the worst case scenario is that they also know about my relationship with Jilbert. And there was certainty that I would undoubtedly be sealed in the mouth by him the moment I was known.
Bail sees Val and the others as they oil the meat-roasted frying pan without washing it. The man sitting on the counter in front of him had directly chewed it off with a fork, against two of the tables who were eating meat deliciously using knives and forks, respectively. I think in my head he's still the same.
"I don't have a reminder from the guy for the next piece of information, and you guys aren't coming. If you don't need me for another year or so, I thought I'd pull you into the country.
Jill Bale will kill you if they think you escaped. But if you let it go for a year, that means you don't need it anymore. Then you better run before Jill Bale changes his mind. It's good that Val and the others are here to mediate like this, but Bayle never wanted to see Jill Bayle again if he could.
In Bail's words, Val said, "Well, that's too bad." He couldn't get away from Jill Bale again because they were here again.
Chemetho said, "I like this shop!" And if you raise your voice, Sefek will say, "Me too!" in tune. To those two reactions, yes, yes... and Bayle returns while dropping his shoulders. I really want to hear for myself what direction my tavern is going.
In the warm oil, the bail throws in a few of the condensed potatoes and beans covered with bread flour that it had been made and fried. I guess I'm going to eat anyway, and when I looked at Val, my sharp eyes were firmly suited to that dish as I reached for the second bottle of booze.
"So? What are you doing here today? Is it a gift from the man, or is it his return for the wild?
"Neither.... a little chore.
I came here to eat because I'm free until time, and Bayle hammers Val properly.
To tell you the truth, then I wanted to tell you to come after the store opened, but I gave up. Either way, if he comes here, I have to give him the array.
Sear the fried potato dish and place on a plate. I put a few together and placed one plate and two on another. If you keep two dishes cluttered on the counter, Val takes the dishes of those who only have two on them without saying anything and turns them behind his back. I noticed it and Chemetho ran over to Val to pick it up on a small run and received it. Val also pulled his share of the plate on hand from then on, chewing with Gabriel and bare hands flat despite freshly fried.
About three or four years ago, it was the dish of a recipe where Bail was pressed by Val to "eat it".
Even though we say it's a liquor store, it was pretty frightening at the time that we finally came from Val, who makes the dishes serve all sorts of things, to order. But obviously I was much more concerned about that recipe written in women's letters.
Anyway, when I saw that letter that even overflowed with elegance, I also wondered if I had caught some courtier. However, if you look at the details of the dish, you can also think of it as a town girl who cooks rather than a courtier. I even thought Cefek and Chemetho were your stepchildren.
I was also surprised that Val had such an opponent, but I was also surprised by the behavior of telling him to come all the way to make it. I even wanted to pursue the woman's cooking that much, but I swallowed it in the back of my throat. I don't want to turn it on my enemies, not only Jilbel, but even Val.
But when I saw the message "Eating vegetables as well as booze and fried food is important" written like a small run on the edge of the recipe, I was unnecessarily concerned about Val's relationship with the woman in that recipe. The message seemed as if it had been addressed to Val, as well as the message, "Let this man eat vegetables as well", distancing himself from being made to cook.
At least I thought, "Are you your blood relative? I heard," but that's all I was firmly denied. Then I wanted to say what the relationship was, but that was all I desperately enjoyed. The most likely person is the "Lord" who enters into their conversation well, but it is not clear whether the person is a man or a woman. If you are an associate of Jilbert, the Chancellor, please, I sincerely hoped that you would stop acting like you would turn that man against your enemy.
Silently the next time you start making vegetable soup, place another bottle of liquor on the counter. After boiling water in the pan and throwing the chopped vegetables in, Bayle pulled into the back of the store once, and as soon as he returned, threw a bunch of thick paper at the counter. This is a report to Jill Bale, which has accumulated over the past few months. Having confirmed that, Val got nostalgic after appropriately rounding the contents without reading them.
"Does chore mean a different job than usual? You mind if I ask what you look like?
Bayle, who doesn't know the Val and the others' courier business, will try to throw it appropriately.
Not so much exploration. However, I was interested in what the hell kind of "chores" were from Bail, which I know a lot about except Val's current job. Once asked by Bail, Val thinks a little about stopping his croquet-eating grabbing hand. After making sure you haven't put your exploration in the bail just with your eyes, you choose the words to prevent a secret spill.
"... well, look at my previous job.
"Heh," Bayle replied slightly unexpectedly to that word, narrowed slightly so that the two behind him could not hear it.
If you can guess that Val used to work backwards, I mean, I also wonder if he's still from that side of the spectrum. Not surprisingly, knowing his humanity, I thought he'd still be able to do the job, given that it was the use of Cefek and Chemetho and Jilbel.
"Please, don't bother with that guy," Val cut it in a "tiny" word if you give it back. I knew immediately what perception Bail had made and poured the liquor back into his mouth before saying it out.
"That" after "job.
To Val, who made him have the inclusions, Bail remembered his background as much as he knew before gently hammering him.
I didn't know why he lurked his voice into it, but if you two don't want to hear it, I can't help it. Returns the words "Well, you better take care of it now," while flavoring the soup.
"Next week will be noisy. In the meantime, I'm not tired of all this fuss because the princess of the victory has healed, but the king's sister.
Knowing what's in a week's time, Bail recalls the festivities of a few days ago.
Recovery of the First Princess and establishment of the King and Sister of the Second Princess. No one in the country knew the news now. Bail, who is not interested in politics, was also surprised by the boulders for it.
Serve three vegetable soups served in a vessel, on the counter. "Look, eat it," I said to Sefek and the others, and now the two of us came to get it to the counter.
Where the two of them lowered to the table with vessels in their hands, Val also looked troublesome and pulled it on hand. I kicked it off unnecessarily at first, but if Bail told me, "It's instructions from the woman in the recipe," I became reluctant to take them.
Ignoring Val, who uses little spoon and eats vegetables to swallow, Bayle resumed preparations to open the store.
Delicious! And I think by myself that the routine is really back, listening with my ears to Sefek and Chemetho taste the soup.
Ever since we started serving a few dishes at Val's mercy, or because the kingdom of Friesia itself has become more secure, the audience that comes to me has also changed slightly from a few years ago. Information comes in as usual, but more people simply came for booze and food. Since we started serving croquettes on the menu, a mysterious potato dish, there have been more guests for the purpose of eating extra with rarity. The three of them, who come before the store opens in that way, are troublesome rarities for Bayle, no different in appearance.
But still, not many days after they stopped coming, did I wonder what had happened to them. Bail thinks his odd routine still goes on again today when they come back flat out like that. And just as Val and the others are now, so are I.
I realize that I like that kind of life right now.
"Yeah, hey. Is it time for a new recipe?
"It's not a recipe to make money from Temehe's shop, motherfucker."
At some point, Val returned the tongue, steaming back at the time, wanting to put it in the item on his own.
Chemetho agrees with me aloud if Sefek says, "Sweet things are good next time".
Bayle thought it would be peaceful for the time being, at least while this delightful family came peacefully to his shop.