The Other World Dining Hall (WN)

There is one princess in the Principality.

First name, Victoria.

Being the current Duke's sister and turning 36 this year, she is still unmarried, and there is almost no doubt that she will be single throughout her life.

The reason for this lies in certain characteristics that Victoria was born with.

Victoria is a half-elf.

Replacement child. An anomalous phenomenon, in which 'half elves' are supposedly born only as a mixture of elves and humans from the belly of a human being who is supposed to have received human seeds.

One theory tells us that the blood of elves and half elves mixed with each other during a thousand years is rarely likely to come out strong, but the truth remains a mystery.

Because of its race, you can't expect a replacement child to be normal happiness.

In any case, the common sense of man is impervious: the strong magic of the elf concession and the vitality of the human concession, as well as the life expectancy of hundreds of years, and until he is over 100 years old, he will continue to look young in his mid teens.

It is only foreign in the society of the elves, more so in the society of man, and regardless of birth, the replacement begins in the normal society.

Either we break our secular ties to serve God, take advantage of our long life and the magic of human separation in a literal sense to become magicians, only our strength will be all mercenaries and adventurers, or we will move to the village of half elves where potpourri exists everywhere...... anyway, we cannot take a decent path.

In it, Victoria chose the magician's path.

By the time she counted age 25, when she realized that even a princess of the principality could only live a life different from that of the human being in question by the fact that 10 years had not changed her appearance in any way, she appealed to the previous prince, that is, her own father, who wished to make use of that strong magic and proceeded to the path of sorcery.

And I get it. She is a genius.

It took only three months to surpass the arm of a magic teacher.

One of the best magicians in the Principality. Only a year longer than the then court magic master.

Finally, 10 years ago, after being recognized for his strength, he apprenticed to Altrius the Great Sage, one of the great magicians of the kingdom and one of the heroes of the evil god killing, so much so that after eight years of drilling, he reached the depths of witchcraft.

Two years ago, he told his master, Altrius, to take his own path and returned to the Principality.

And given more authority and abundant research funding than court magicians, he continues to advance to the study of witchcraft in his own room in the Principality under the alias "Princess of Witches of the Principality".

But there are times when she takes a break from research, too.

… specifically, about once every 7 days.

I sealed no one in but Victoria, her own room...... commonly known as' the lab '

She was reading a grimoire left behind by an ancient elf who had a better magical civilization than she is now, where one stood and followed a handout and got it.

(... yet, early)

Wait for it while it lasts a little.

At the end of the line of sight that Hiraki and Victoria point at is a magical formation of intricate tattoos.

A substitute for calling the 'Entrance to the Other World', which is particularly challenging among the magical formations of summons that can be created for the first time with precise knowledge and excellent magical control capabilities.

It is not easy to use, even if it is a pure elf, and now there will be only this principality and two precious formations made by her master Altrius, even looking over the whole of this world.

Its magic formations, assembled solely to summon a certain existence, were still activated today, calling it in.

A painted cat, a black door.

Victoria stood in front of the door a long time after noon.

(It's finally over...)

I'm thankful my brother cares about me in some way.

An earlier meeting was held with my brother's family.

I know that you also took into account yourself for inviting me to a private gathering, not in an official setting, but for not liking to go out in public too much due to your own pointy ear problems.

But why today?

I'm more than willing to say I was watered down just because I was willing to go this morning.

Regardless, I know that it is unreasonable to think that because I have not informed my brother of its existence.

He knocks at the door as he overhears the sound of Chillinchlin and Elf's legacy announcing Victoria's visit.

"Welcome"

"... yeah. Coming."

I greet the store owners who will be dating for the last eight years with few words and sit in the right seats.

"Go ahead, it's cold and a menu"

Receive the menu brought to you by the store owner and open the dessert section without hesitation.

(Just dessert today......)

A meal here is something to quietly take seriously.

Think so She enters the menu and doesn't try to interfere otherwise.

Yes, Victoria doesn't care at all.

Even if the Imperial princess, who should have been curing herself with illness for some months, tried to pinch the parfait.

Even though the Apostles of the Temple of Light containing the same half-elf as her are interested in chatting while eating sweets.

Even if my master drank beer for a loin cutlet before noon.

I'm supposed to tell my Kraken opponent that he died 20 years ago after discussing every ship, trying to eat curry rice with great momentum from his native general.

Victoria's only purpose in visiting a different world cafeteria is to: Delicious food only.

And she makes decisions.

"Pudding Ala Mode."

I only ask for sweets from different worlds, which she loves.

"Yes. Yes, I did. Please wait."

That's how he drops off the shopkeeper, who returns to the kitchen, and Victoria spends the time waiting on her thoughts as she looks at the menu.

(... Again, my letters)

Victoria looks at the menu even after she finishes asking for what she wants.

Beautiful, written in soft Samanak, menu of desserts.

It was' my letters', perfectly reproduced even to the habit of fine letters.

(I'm supposed to have only given you one...)

And even further back, she thinks, looking at the letters usually on the menu, saying that her teacher Altrius wrote it.

"The Other World" is a fairly technologically developed world.

I can't say it's too big. Just look inside the store and you'll see.

This store has been full of surprises for eight years.

Eight years ago now, two years after Victoria became an apprentice to Altrius, she found out about the existence of this "Different World Dining Room".

As the offering of Altrius, he knocked through the door to which Altrius himself had called, and he had the opportunity to visit this place.

"There you are. Will your daughter write a menu for you?

Back then, he looked much younger than he is now, Victoria and the shopkeeper who wouldn't be that old asked, and Victoria snorted.

I had heard from my master.

"Well, I asked for it. I don't really like sweets."

Anything. This store next time says they decided to add a lot of sweet treats to the menu because they had a handover or something.

However, storekeepers who are residents of different worlds can only read and write in different worlds and cannot read and write in any language of Victoria's world.

So Altrius is his own new apprentice......

I ordered Victoria, who preferred sweets twice as sweet as humans, to write down the names of the dishes she actually ate in Samanak.

"Well, please. Here, this is a ballpoint pen and paper. And..."

The shopkeeper, who gave Victoria a convenient, otherworldly brush in an easy-going manner with no need to scrape ink or tips, and a white, thin, sturdy piece of paper, pulls it in the back once and brings it.

"Let's start with this guy. Sure, we talked about your grandfather. So you said you liked egg treats, right?

A treat from another world that she was to eat for the first time, that's what...

"Thank you for waiting. It's pudding alla mode."

Before Victoria, an enchanting treat is placed, the same as I ate eight years ago.

Glass of vitreous, with thin feet and large eyed vessels.

At its center is a yellow object with a thick brown sauce.

Victoria licked her pink lips, of course, and grabbed the spoon with no hesitation.

(... Enjoy, last)

With that in mind, Victoria attacks first from around her.

Fluffy, sweet, white-milk cream up and enjoy melting in a literal sense.

Enjoy the sharp texture and refreshing sweetness and sourness of the seal, which leaves half the bright red skin that the shopkeeper says mimics the ravioli.

Enjoy a different sweetness than a seal, pickled in orange micaine syrup.

I enjoy fruits that closely resemble the sweet fruits of the South, which rarely appear in the Principality because they are prone to rot.

Enjoy the cold sweetness of ice cream, placed nearby the cup.

They are all sweet and delicious. It's delicious... but it won't come true for real.

(... it's time to go)

Licking her lips again with her tongue, of course, Victoria finally strikes to her fate.

The protagonist of Pudding Ala Mode, Pudding.

This is the first dessert that Victoria, who dominated all the desserts in this store, still remains the most immovable of her, a treat from another world.

Press the silver glowing spoon onto an egg-colored pudding gently covered in brown sauce.

By contrast, the pudding shivers plumply...... causing the spoon to dive inside.

Stick it up and soothe the pudding.

Brown and egg hills, built on silver spoons.

Carry it gently into your mouth and onto your tongue.

Spread over the tongue is the smooth texture that only this confection has, the clear sweetness that contains just a little bitterness of brown sauce, and the intense egg and milk flavors that the pudding itself has.

The pudding body takes the flavour of the sauce softly and the sauce tightens the flavour of the pudding.

This, overwhelming combination.

I'll keep it in my mouth. Besides, Victoria continues to be fascinated.

(... this is the supreme combination)

Right now, only at this time do I appreciate myself being a half elf.

Had he been born normally as a human being, he would not have entered the magician's path and would not have inevitably reached this store.

If he was an elf who did not like the food he could from animals in general, he would not have reached this best flavour even if he had ever reached the store.

But Victoria is a half-elf magician.

That's why I could stay here.

Victoria was unwilling to waste this encounter and spare no effort to get it.

It is the magic formations that summon the Doors of the Dining Room of the Other World, built in the Principality's own room, that symbolize it.

Victoria tastes and eats one spoon, one spoon.

Carefully, to taste this pudding for a little longer.

But the end comes.

Cottori and Victoria put the keys down.

The vessel in front of you is already empty.

Exhale satisfactorily.

Today, let's just have one drink.

I talked to my stomach and decided so.

"… Store owner. Your bill. And..."

"Yes. That's the usual"

A guy named Two Friends I know on my own, and the store owner nods and takes it out of the fridge in the back of the store.

"Here you go. It's a sweet treat, so if you can, have it by the end of the day."

That's what the store owner wrote about a puppy with wings, handing him a square box.

There are four custard puddings, packed in a bottle of strange objects and vitreous, that do not dissolve longer than ice.

Victoria used to bring home the groomed pudding upstairs as a 'souvenir' every time.

"I know."

Victoria also snorts at that word that is heard every time. It's a lie.

She doesn't imitate eating this favorite thing in one day and sending the next six days with agitation.

… Regardless, the measures taken against the fact that it is perishable are perfect.

"See you later."

"Yes. Anytime."

Sent to the store owner's words, Victoria opens the store door and returns to her usual private room.

"... let's see"

Victoria's behavior has been swift since she came back.

Head out of the lab to the bedroom where normal maids can come and go, and grab the box you have on your pillow.

At first glance, the jewels were torn apart, it looks like a jewelry box worthy of the princess of the Principality.

What leaks out when you open it is chilled air.

With that cold air, Victoria delivers a precious yellow gem inside with only four.

A jewelry box filled with the magic of preservation to prevent corruption and the magic of winter daylight or so.

It is a delicacy that Victoria has developed on her own for that only, having managed to enjoy the pudding for a long time.

"... hehe"

As she delivers the pudding and closes the patties and lids, Victoria smiles.

Now you can also enjoy pudding once every two days.

It is only with that in mind that the precious smile of the princess of the principality, usually known for her faceless expression.

Victoria used it to reveal its joy.