The Other World Dining Hall (WN)

Jack was running a small leap out of town in one small country.

"Hehe... I finally got you 9 copper coins!

Jack hurries ahead, mindful of the sound of copper coins making charismatic noises in his nostalgia.

Cash earned a little by helping with the house, exorcising the Giant Rat with the maki splitting squirrel in the house, and guiding the traveler through it.

Take seven days to accumulate that. Jack is always out for 'that'.

Before lunch. This is the usual time to go out just before lunch.

In the usual place, the usual two had already come.

"Hi, Jack, hello"

Kent, son of a magician who lives in town.

"Good for you. If it was a little late, we'd be out alone, right?

Terry, three boys of the mayor and only one year older than two.

Only three of these evil kids know about 'that place' in this town.

"Oops. That was dangerous. Then let's go."

"Yeah," "Oh."

That's how the three of them get together and head there.

An ancient well that was no longer used in the past outside of town.

I dubbed it exploration when I was more of a child. That's where 'that place' is.

"Kent. Be careful. You're just a troll."

"I know. You don't have to tell me every time, do you?

With a light slap, pass on the rope and descend sequentially to the bottom of the ancient well.

Outside town, at the bottom of an ancient well with nothing.

"Okay, I'll open it." "Ooh," "Yeah."

Only once every seven days, a door appears that leads to another world.

When Terry opens the door with his hands on the door on his behalf, the door opens with the sound of chillin 'chillin' and leads there.

"There you are. Go to the right seat."

The store owner, who was in the process of guiding the regular, tells the three of them as they hold a basin full of dwarves.

"Ooh," "Yeah," "Oh."

It's something the three of us are used to, and when we respond briefly to each of them, we sit down to one of the available tables and wait for them to pick up the order.

"Thank you for waiting. What can I get you?

Shortly after the store owner came to pick up the order, the three of them put their voices together to place the order.

"" "Hamburger set. Drinks in Coke" "

"Yes, sir."

The shopkeeper heads to the kitchen to the back, laughing just a little bit at the alignment of those three voices.

"Looking forward to it."

"Well. You can't compare it to the usual mess."

"Yeah. I don't get all that stuff in my house either."

The three of them wipe their hands with a squeezed cloth, including the hot water served, and look around the store as they talk about the best dishes in this store.

"Yet. There's a lot of people in this shop."

"I know you're coming through that door, but where are you coming from?

"That's a strange thing. You mean there's a bunch of sub people in our world that we only see in this store, right?

I always think I'm coming to this store. the narrowness of the town where I live and the size of the world.

The magical doors of the different world canteens appear all over the world of the Jacks.

And 'using' that door isn't necessarily a person like Jack.

Many sub-people also visit this store.

Elves eating pasta with rotten bean sauce.

Half elf magician eating pudding every time.

Drink alcohol so you can bathe, and depress your tongue drums on various fish dishes Dwarf.

Coming occasionally but woefully, a halfling that eventually takes advantage of the size of the stomach in front to pack a variety of dishes in an unrestrained manner.

Up to this point, it's a race in the common sense of the Jacks.

I've heard stories, and occasionally I visit the town in the form of an adventurer or traveler, except for an elf.

But the guests of the different world cafeterias are not like that.

Lizard human eating yellow omelet rice with plenty of red sauce for burgers.

dwarves eating an unusually large number of hot cakes for them.

In the seat next to it, feathered dwarves roaming crepes full of raw cream.

A woman whose lower body is a red snake who eats a meat dish with boiled eggs inside that looks delicious.

There are so many races that Jack and the others have only heard of in Miga.

"Are you serious that here, in the middle of the night, there will always be dragons?

"Oh, is that what that magician's grandfather was talking about? Isn't that holla on the boulder?

"What do you think? Sometimes they say vampires come."

No other love, a little story.

Born in the same town and growing up as close as brothers due to their near years, the three get along well and continue to waste time in a soothing atmosphere.

And.

"Thank you for waiting. It's a set of burgers."

The store owner brings in three favorites as usual.

"Oh! I've been waiting!

"Looks good today, too"

'Cause you can't eat all this unless you're here.'

Three people take the plate in a noise and place it in front of themselves.

First, fries served on a plate are fries with plenty of danshak fruit.

Seasoning is simply salt only It is freshly fried hot and good to eat as is or with a thick red sauce placed in the corner of the plate.

Placed by the plate was Coke, a black juice, poured into a glass cup and stabbed with a cylinder made of strange things, not wood or metal.

Cola, which was cooled with cold ice, disappears when a puffy bubble is born like ale, and a layer of brown bubble is formed above it.

And it is the hamburger, which is the main dish, that is placed on the same plate as the fruit of Danshak.

It's a dish that the three of us liked the most, with some seeds scattered on the surface and lightly baked white bread, pinched with various sauces in meat, vegetables, and cheese.

"Whoa! Yum!

"All right, I'll take it."

"Terry, you're drooling, aren't you?

The three of them don't get impatient with the freshly fried fries and the smell of drifting from a ready burger, but lift the burger from the top of the plate.

You don't need a knife or a fork to eat a burger.

Hold it in your hand... you just have to bite it.

"" "Ugh!

Three voices overlap.

The white bread, lightly baked on the surface, combines a fragrant texture with the seeds hung on top and the white and soft taste inside, while the red vegetables cut into rings are well ripe and sweet and sour.

Likewise cut into rings, the lightly baked oranier is sweet and melts loose in the mouth.

The thin green leafy vegetables laid under the meat give a firm texture, while the vinegar-pickled vegetables secretly sandwiched over the meat are accented.

And the sauce that colors it is also used, according to the results of Jacques' great confirmation, is sour red and spicy yellow, as well as white and three different kinds of soft sourness than red, which adds to the meat sandwiched in the center with melted cheese with the fervour of burgers.

Yes, a hamburger is a dish for eating meat.

Hamburger meat surrounded by a variety of ingredients and still having an overwhelming presence strikes three tongues.

The finely chopped, hardened and roasted meat is soft enough to chew off a thousand pieces lightly, and when it is chewed, the flavor of the meat is overflowing at once.

Simply delicious gravy, containing fat. The simplicity of saying that seasoning is about salt and some spicy spice brings out the taste of the meat itself.

Meat in the shape of a moist, thick round plate.

It was sublimating bread, vegetables, and cheese to one finished dish what was called a hamburger.

After a shout, Jack, who devours guts and burgers, on his ass, the other two hands on each set menu.

"Yeah. Yum. How are you making this?

Drinking the coke poured into the glass cup, Kent tilts his neck.

This black juice bubbles like ale, but it doesn't taste like alcohol.

It has a sweet, sour and refreshing flavour that seems to combine multiple and varied ingredients.

According to the master's story, there are occasional fountains such as hot springs where bubbles gush out, but do you use them?

"Mm-hmm. Still using good oil for the frying here."

Terry depresses his tongue drums on fries with red sauce.

Freshly fried in oil It dissolves hot, mellow and in the mouth, seasoned only with basic salt.

I have heard from tutors that it is a very common dish in far away empires.

That would be so good because the oil I use is pure and I use something that doesn't smell like oil.

Come to think of it, this store has quite a few visitors to say even with people on the clouds from a country boy.

Naturally, they use good ingredients comparable to the city's fine restaurants that satisfy them.

... For that matter, it's a mystery to be around doing business for a common price to the extent that kids like Jack and Terry can afford it.

And the three of them quickly flatten the dish beautifully on the plate and drink the juice.

The three of them always place additional orders when they flatten a set of burgers.

"I'll have fries."

Terry swept away the red sauce on his mouth.

"Then I guess I'll have another Coke. Because I haven't had enough to drink yet."

Kent raised the cup containing the coke he drank.

"Hamburger, give me another one!

Jack licked the sauce on his fingertips behaving badly.

"Yes, sir."

To those three boys, the shopkeeper replies with a bitter smile.

Speaking of which, there used to be a couple of boys and girls just like them now who used to come over for hot dogs all the time, etc.

"Huh... I ate it"

"That was delicious."

"Uhm. After all, the food here is not like the others"

Fully flattening the dish, the satisfied three take their seats.

"Ouch! I'll leave the money here!

Then leave the exact price of the copper coin for each and every one of them to eat.

Then he opens the door and returns to the bottom of the ancient well.

"Okay! I ate something to eat, and I'm going back!

"Yeah. I'm gonna have to do some special training."

"Oh, 'cause the day of travel is almost upon us."

The three of them have promised.

If everyone turns fifteen and is recognized as a single adult, try to leave this town and become an adventurer.

That is the result of going through different world canteens and seeing the wider world again through narrow different worlds but thus continuing to inspire curiosity, and the determination of the three is stiff.

"Oh, but then I'm afraid you won't be able to eat a burger."

"Well, that's right. But, well, the world is wide. Maybe there's something better in the world, huh?

"Right...... well, you should go back to town once in a while. We're going on a journey together."

Climb ancient wells, talking about the future in a mouthful.

The day they grew up and traveled, they were almost there.