The Other World Dining Hall (WN)

- Apparently, it's totally winter over there.

Tatsugorou felt the winter visit again as he opened the door of a black oak that floated snugly off the mountain, inhaling the warm air leaking from it and exhaling white breath instead.

In the Different World Dining Room, where the Tatsugoro leaks through the door, it is summer, and vice versa, when the warm air leaks.

'Air conditioning' in different worlds and doing it very well, cool in summer and warm in winter.

The different world cafeterias are more comfortable than the inns and taverns around them, and they are more comfortable than the castles of the royal marquis nobility.

"Store owner, I'll take care of you."

The national language has been completely polished over the course of 30 years, and, as usual, I will tell you a word to come and then knock on the door.

"Yes, there you are."

A middle-aged man greets Tatsugorou back through the young man who inherited the store from an old man…

With that voice, by the time Tatsugoro began to pass, the faces of the previous owners, who were already older than the current Tatsugoro, were rejoicing and hacking.

"... I see, you're old"

I laugh bitterly at that.

It's been 10 years since the new owner took over the store.

By that time, the shopkeeper, who could not yet be said to be a young man, had now completely increased his penetration and became a puzzling face.

Some of the dishes that were served when I was a previous generation disappeared, and instead the dishes that weren't served when I was a previous generation are now written on the menu, and the people who have been tight since I started going through disappear potatoes, and instead a new face that I've never seen before sits in a dignified seat.

"Oops, I'm sorry. Ma'am... let me through."

I remember seeing it somewhere, even though it's a new face, smiling through the side of my daughter's seat with plenty of sauce on her mench cutlets and cabbage, heading to her usual seat.

Closest seat to the kitchen, in the back of the store.

He lowers his long-time partner, Samurai Sword, and slowly lowers his back to his seat.

Ho and Tatsugoro exhale in the comfort of the chair as usual.

"Hey... it's been a month, 'Teriyaki'"

Guests who were automatically seated in the kitchen… the old stock from this store comes to voice Tatsugoro.

Wearing an old robe, skinny old man.

To the habit of still dying and about to break, lined on the table is the favorite of a man who makes a freshly fried sound with juju in a cup filled with a good, cold golden beer.

"Oh. I've got a little work to do. You look like the same," Roast Cutlet. ""

Tatsugoro returns the word to a regular who will be the longest associate in this store.

When we call each other in the store, we call them by their favorite names.

I forgot who started it, but it was only a settled custom when.

"Ha ha. When I'm out of beer and cutlets, it's when I die."

Chew chopped roast cutlets full of crawfish and sauce, poured in with beer and one gep.

I don't know about this... it's very nasty.

(Totally, I'm afraid this makes you extremely wise and sage)

To that appearance, Tatsugoro laughs inside.

Tatsugorou knows that the 'loin cutlet' in front of him is very famous among magicians as a legendary sage who excels in witchcraft and passes through all knowledge.

Perhaps Roast Cutlet will also know the true name of Tatsugorou.

Tatsugoro, who has slapped and slashed many monsters for 30 years as an exotic swordsman, is also quite a celebrity.

But it doesn't matter.

Right now, I'm here because I'm just a guest who likes teriyaki and loin cutlets… a friend.

"Customer, have you made your order?

"Oh, Teriyaki chicken. Bring Rice first. with the tsuke thing. And... Seych's hiya."

The usual order so that it flows to the store owner who came to pick up the order in anticipation of the time.

"Yes, that's the usual"

My husband can also just pull in the back with what he could be, and bring what you're looking for.

"Here you go. Rice and pickles, and today's miso juice is tofu."

A bright white rice served in a tea bowl and a knockout.

And miso soup.

The reason Tatsugoro loves this store is lined up in front of him, and one snorts.

Take the chopsticks and take the tea bowl.

For starters, stay put, take a bite.

Fluffy and spreading in the mouth, the scent of rice.

Tighten a clear white, hot rice that lines up with the brownish and bossy comedy of your hometown.

Soft rice increases sweetness in your mouth after many bites.

Swallow rice where it has been chewed thoroughly, and Tatsugorou stirs the knob over the mouthpiece.

Making noise with polypoly, it is a winter festive poem, yellow, diced tsuke thing made by the artisans of Shoutengai.

Strong salt gas washes away the sweetness in my mouth.

In my mouth. Now I'm just full of salt gas, another bite of rice.

Now don't chew too much, pour in with the soup with the miso.

Soft tofu, wakame, and rice fall to the stomach with hot soup.

"... Phew"

My breath leaks unexpectedly.

Again, good.

A subtle flavor, where the bread is not popular and makes you feel at home where you were eating comedy every day.

I don't hate soft, sweet white bread, which I can only taste in this store, but I still feel rice tastes better because it reminds me of my hometown?

(I guess I don't feel like going back to my hometown where there is no shoyu or miso because the mesh in this store is too much)

Taste the rice thinking about not having that benefit either.

Enjoying plenty of rice as a front seat before the lead came was Tatsugoro's obsession.

"Thank you for waiting. Teriyaki chicken and seishu."

That's how, when you're enjoying the rice, the tsuke thing, and the miso soup, today's protagonist finally shows up.

Grilled large chunks of chicken with sweet and spicy seasoned sauce, teriyaki chicken.

This was the flavor of this store that Tatsugoro loved so much.

Pinch one thinly sliced chopstick to make it easier to eat.

Brown skin with plenty of brown and clear terriyaki sauce and white meat like a maiden who knows no filth.

The contrast is beautiful.

Enjoy it first with your eyes… carry it to your mouth.

The excess oil falls out reasonably well and the feeling of moist skin and soft meat spreads to the mouth at the same time.

Every time I chew, the oil spreads from the skin, and the gravy spreads from the meat into my mouth.

(Woohoo, this shouldn't be)

Tatsugorou hurries to carry Rice to his mouth.

Teriyaki, which feels a little thick on its own, comes to a complete flavour by being with rice.

Tatsugoro thinks Teriyaki is the best way to eat rice in this store.

Once upon a time, when I affirmed that, 'Curry Rice', 'Omelette Rice' and 'Katsudon' had fiercely disputed it, and it was about to become a serious fight in jeopardy.

What is the best dish in this store?

This topic, which has been debated several times among the regulars, is still inconclusive because the range of dishes this shop can make is too wide.

And finally, to Seishu, the liquor of the other world.

Serve teriyaki, drink alcohol.

Dry liquor, including alcohol as strong as Dwarf's preferred flavored liquor, goes well with sweetly flavored terriyaki.

This liquor is also unique to other worlds.

A drinker dwarf who comes to this store every Doyo day to 'drink' seems to be working hard for years trying to make the same thing over there somehow, but it hasn't been finished yet.

That is, for some time now, Seych will only be able to taste it in a different world cafeteria.

"Hmm... Teriyaki chicken sounds like it too..."

That's how I enjoy it, and the loin cutlets squirm.

"If you want to trade for a slice in the middle, you can change it, okay?

I'll suggest it at the behest of a friend.

Teriyaki is the best combination with rice, but Tatsugoro knows that loin cutlets with plenty of sauce also go with rice inside.

"... not at the end?

"No. If you say you don't like it, do it yourself."

I can't give in there.

Then enjoy the meal while tapping lightly.

Drink alcohol, enjoy cooking, and have conversations.

And after a good time...

"Well... it's time to go back. Your disciples are so loud."

Tatsugoro also takes a seat in conjunction with Roast Cutlet taking a seat.

"Hey shopkeeper. I'll leave the accounting here."

Tatsugorou removes several pieces of silver from his pocket purse and places them on the table.

I put it a little more each time.

When I was young and had no money, I had my predecessors knock me out or lose, so it's a reward.

"Yes, thank you every time"

Store owners are used to it, and honestly start cleaning up the receiving tables.

"I took care of you. I'll be back."

To such a shopkeeper, Tatsugoro praises him and takes him with the loin cutlet to walk to the exit.

"... Hmm." Menchikatsu II "?

On the way, Fuji roast cutlets squirm.

At the end of that gaze, one girl… the new face Tatsugoro saw earlier.

By the way, she has finished her meal and is relaxing over a cup of coffee.

"... what the hell?

In abrupt words, Tatsugorou tilts his neck.

"Whatever. As you can see."

That's how he laughs, and Rothcuts leaves the store.

"I don't know what... that jizzy thing is"

I leave the store thinking so.

Stepping out of the store, in a mountain lit by the moon.

It leads to the same place you came in when you left the store.

Dark night lanes are dangerous, so take your time and pay attention and head to the inn, which is a sleeper.

"... oh, well. II."

Walking in a barely drunken mood, I suddenly find the meaning of my earlier loin cutlet answer.

"No, you haven't seen that in years... the Menchkatsu guy"

Wind rumors say he died of a disease.

He was the man who loved Menchkatsu the most in that store.

... and that girl Rothkatsu called Menchikatsu II...

It didn't resemble a menthikatsu, but the menthikatsu looked great.

"I see... is the world going around,"

Perhaps that girl is Menchkatsu's blood.

Though quite a few years apart.

- One of these days, you want me to take the guy with the sights to a different world cafeteria?

That's an idea.

It's a waste to be forgotten because you're dead, like this.

Tatsugorou was, yes, feeling it.