The Other World Dining Hall (WN)

hors d 'oeuvres

Ted, a halfling adventurer, was waiting for a softly illusory dish.

"Not yet, not yet."

With his legs hanging out and shaking, Ted with a neat stomach endures much longer wanting to ask for something.

When I came to a different world cafeteria 7 days ago, I spent a surprising amount of money on rare occasions when a lot of my countrymen came and cheered me up.

My stomach is empty because of that, but my wallet is close to empty, and if I put some drinks on the price of the 'arr' I borrowed from my buddies this time, that's all I've got.

Yes, Ted had asked "seven days ago" for a dish in a different world dining room, between halflings, that was even said to be an illusion.

One dish is said to be the most expensive and at the same time the most expensive dish in this different world cafeteria.

It's very laborious, and sometimes there's a menu that I don't usually serve, and I can't serve it on the day I asked for it, and there's a "yoyak" that I say I'll receive the next time I open it.

(Store owner sayings, the truth is, if you yoyak by 2 days ago, you can make it, but which way can you visit a different world cafeteria every 7 days, so it's up to 7 days ago after all)

Therefore, too much curiosity to be in the same place for three days. For Halfling, it was just a fantastic dish for other guests to hear about the existence only for a long time.

But the meaty forefathers were great.

I looked up everywhere, attached a map of the results of my research, and finally found it with nearly 100 halflings debating it.

Two doors with a distance of just seven days away on foot.

By using the road linking those two, the halflings finally got a chance to eat that dish.

The dish tasted only commensurate with the hardships of the halflings, who greatly satisfied their curiosity and belly.

Then again, the halflings of the eastern continent began to mouth their dishes when they had the opportunity to go down the road linking those two doors.

Yes, it was the dish that I asked for when I realized that Ted, a member of the Halfling, could go just that way in the course of an adventure with his friends...

"Thank you for waiting. Two sets of hors d 'oeuvres."

"Hiccup! I'm finally here!

hors d 'oeuvres, an illusory dish in which the delicacies of the mountain sea are served in one plate with as many fingers as both hands.

"Oh... wow, this..."

The owner gave me hors d 'oeuvres served in strange plates, not metal, wood or ceramic, divided so that multiple dishes did not mix.

It's still freshly made and hot, and it looks delicious through a clear lid, seducing Ted.

I really want to eat it right now. I want to eat as much as I think with the beer I bought with you this time.

"Well, I'll be home. Thanks!"

"No, I'll keep you company."

But Ted endures the temptation and tells the shopkeeper to leave the store.

"All right! Let's hurry home! Before it cools!

And dash hard, careful not to break the dish inside.

To get this hors d 'oeuvre in my hands, I made a debt to my people. Specifically for hors d 'oeuvres.

That is why Ted rushed to his companions to fulfill the promises he made when he borrowed money.

In a camp with a sturdy tent to soak up the rain dew, a line of adventurers were ready for the camp and waiting for their companions who went looking for food.

"... Damn it, how far did Ted's abalone go looking for food?

Garius, a dwarf warrior wrapped around his whole body in heavy metal armor, stepped on his short leg, slightly frustrated because of his hunger.

"Well, I guess. It was thanks to Ted that this trip went well. Maybe he's got a lot of ideas."

Albert, who is also a leader in a row, is also out of a knight's house with a magical long sword on his back that he received from the house as a payment for his journey, wearing leather armor with metal plates on the part that hits the steeple of his body.

"Well, I don't even think he has such a noble idea..."

Albert tells me that Gallius mutters his nose with his usual habits and shuts up.

Ted's achievements are neither acknowledged nor acknowledged by Gallius.

Ted's suggested path, which seems to be called 'hors d 'oeuvres' or something between halflings, was certainly a huge shortcut.

Although there was a problem with having to go through some dangerous places on the beast road, it would normally take less than half a month to get there.

"Well, actually, thanks to Ted, the journey is going well, okay?

I knew Ted was familiar with the journey, but I didn't think so. "

Zach agrees with Albert, a demonic fighter whose whole body was covered in red, hard lizard scales.

I knew Halfling, including Ted, was superior in his knowledge of this hand journey in addition to his dexterity at hand, but I didn't think so much.

"... and why did Ted tell you to stay here tonight? Is there something here?

Lydia, a half-elf mage from Morito, who weaves a thin cloak with elf magic on top of very ordinary clothes and sits on her waist with Mithril's Rapier, looks around and says.

Once there are no dangerous demons around here, and the ground below is dry and the water field is close, it is a pretty good place to camp.

But by the time we got here, the sun was still leaning west, and if we hurried, we'd have put it in a nearby city by sundown.

Yet Ted was restrained from camping in this place.

Thanks to Ted, the journey is going a long time ago, so I decided to ask him that much, but it's usually a strange story.

"Well, what do you think? Earlier Ted said, 'I'll feed you a treat, so lend me your money! He borrowed about six pieces of silver from me."

Sasha answers Lydia's question, a witch with dark straight brunette hair that looks like a western continent who put on unusual clothes that she says were made by the Yin Yang Master of the western continent and serves the god of water who lowered the holy mark of silver, the coming out of the western continent.

... I don't think there's any use for money in a place like this where the private house isn't even in Locke, but Ted's eyes were serious.

"" "" A treat?

Advice, the other four also lean their necks against the words.

This neighborhood is a camp that doesn't even have private homes. There are no treats or anything like that.

"... maybe we can only take it around here, talk about something delicious or something?

Think about it for a second, Albert will say what he comes up with for now.

"So why do you have silver coins?

"Come on... that's it"

Lydia asks me back, well it won't, and Albert abandons his theory lightly.

I've never heard of anything rare around here.

If there was such a thing, you'd hear as many rumors as there are.

"And it's a treat... what do you guys think of when you treat me?

Until either of us Ted returns, the conclusion is drawn.

I think so, and Zach will try to change the subject.

"Well, you know, if we had a treat, we'd be eating meat and booze for a long time."

As I say naturally, Gallius on the subject speaks out in a nutshell.

Meat on fat and liquor.

These two combinations are a great treat anytime, anytime.

And then there's the new spirits that have been rumored among dwarves lately, delicious and highly alcoholic.

I just got a cup split by a dwarf I met on the road the other day. I think that would be perfect if it followed me too.

"Then I'm not with you all the time. This is why Dwarf...

I want fresh vegetables. Later, at this time of year, young elf beans would be nice. "

Lydia speaks for herself even as she rebels against such Gallius' words.

Even though my parents were elves, I was born as a half elf with a replacement child, and my hometown, Mori Capital, popped up having difficulty staying because of its weak magic and short-lived compared to the elves living in that capital.

It's been almost 10 years since I left, and I don't like meat and fish when I was just away from Mori Capital. Now I can't get used to eating them, but the flavors I could eat in my hometown are still hard to forget, and I still sometimes remember them.

This is all the more so since few humans grow elf beans on the eastern continent.

"I knew I was a freshly taken sea fish. Later, the sea creature Shirapu is also delicious..."

Sasha also says with a distant eye, remembering the smell of tide in his hometown fisherman's village.

Unless it's also a city close to the sea, sea fish with few bones and fat on board don't go out in fresh condition.

I've only seen enough spicy, red juice with cancer simmered for half a day since I took it, Sasha's favorite, since I left my home country of the sea for training to become an adventurer on the eastern continent.

"A treat... Speaking of which, when I was a kid, I was always looking forward to eating sweets on a festive day"

Albert also remembers distant memories.

Bake in flour mixed with eggs, milk and plenty of precious honey, sweet enough to wonder if your teeth will melt with plenty of sugar.

Even Albert, who was a noble three boy, is a rarely spoken substitute, and I always remember looking forward to it for days before the day of celebration.

"I knew I was an egg. And when I was a kid, I used to go to the Empire Street. Freshly made croquettes were good."

And at the end of the conversation Zach says a treat and raises the item he remembers.

The flavor I ate when I lived in the Imperial Capital, one of the few countries where the Demons could normally live.

Egg dishes that could only be eaten on special days and croquettes fried with flour clothes melted in water on dough crushed and rounded with danshak fruit.

These two taste unforgettable to Zach even now.

"... When I ask you this, they're all splendidly fragmented"

Albert says funny to the result of five people putting up thoughtful 'treats' for each of them.

"We're all from different places."

Nodding at Albert's words, Sasha says smudged.

I've teamed up as an adventurer and started working for 5 years.

They repeatedly met and broke up with new people, turning into six who added Ted to their current five.

Each of the six were born and raised in a different place, and what comes to mind when I hear of a treat is as if it were different.

Five people laugh a little...

"Sorry to keep you waiting! I got it! A treat to keep!

The feast began when I picked up Ted, who came home with a bright voice out of place.

Five eyes nail to it.

What you're looking at is a treat Ted says he doesn't know how but he's getting it.

That was more and more sitting on a flat stone.

"... dude. Are you even dreaming about me? Ted, what kind of magic have you been using to get him?

On behalf of the five, Gallius snaps at Ted.

"Hmm, it's a secret to learn more, but if you insist... metastatic system?

And Ted says in a blur somewhere.

If they occupy that place, they'll never be able to put it on hors d 'oeuvres again, so the 'door to hors d 'oeuvres' place must remain an absolute secret, apart from halfling.

That's the deal that was made between halflings, so Ted wasn't willing to reveal the truth.

"So, what is this? Sounds like a very unusual dish..."

Lydia asks Ted as she sees a number of dishes served on a plate made of that strangely thin, strange material.

"Oh yeah. This is called hors d 'oeuvres. Meat, fish, vegetables, all sorts of things on one plate, it's a feast dish."

Ted laughs frankly as he waits for the inquiry.

"So, this is the ale that says beer. It's delicious because it's cold. Oh, I bought some whiskey for Gallius."

Ted then cleverly pulls out the stoppers of ale in a brown glass bottle with a knife and pours them into each mag, then into a tiny enough bin to fit in the palm of Gallius, giving him the brown liquor.

"Come on, come on. Eat more and more. I knew it was best to cook."

Finally, Ted hands everyone a plate of paper he gets from the shop owner and a fork made of white, strange material to open a clear lid covering the plate.

The smell of prepared dishes drifted around.

Which of the five men did you drink the sawdust and spit?

But the desire to eat it immediately was common to everyone.

"Well, then it's your fault, and suppose to eat"

Albert said so on behalf of a line, while the five reached out to hors d 'oeuvres in each.

"Ho ho!? Isn't this the new spirits?

Gallius, with his mouth on the liquor he received from Ted, raised his voice unexpectedly as he was surprised by its flavour.

Um, strong alcohol and a unique smell, new spirits.

The taste of liquor, which was even better than what I had been given before because of my mind, spread all over Gallius's mouth.

"If you have booze, I knew it wasn't meat!

Gallius reaches for it, thanking him for meeting this delicious liquor.

Deep-fried chicken meat in oil. Deep-fried chunks and plenty of chopped meat and oraniers inside.

I'll mouth those two.

Chicken's, whenever the fat rides and the ginger-flavored meat bites, it breaks through its clothes and leaves plenty of gravy in its mouth.

Plenty of chopped meat fills the mouth with pork gravy and just a little sweet oranier flavor mixed with the flavor of a fragrant garment.

And where that gravy spread in your mouth, take a sip of booze.

Strong alcohol and aroma wash away gravy, delicious.

No matter how many times you try this combination, you'll never get tired of it.

"Ah, Gallius, you can hang that yellow guy's juice if you're fried and menthikatsu from.

Plus, it's delicious to put that black sauce on your menthikatsu. "

"Mm...... hmmm!?

Follow Ted's advice as he jumped into his ear and try eating it with yellow fruit juice... out of fashion.

A refreshing acidity, added to dishes that say chicken karaoke or something.

Black juice on a finely chopped fried meat called menthikatsu.

The addition of them further enhanced the taste of these two.

"This is unbelievable!

Gallius drinks very much and throws the dishes into his mouth one after the other.

The movement will not stop until everything is gone.

Sasha was eating fish all at once.

(This fish is so delicious, but what fish is it?

That tasted like nothing Sasha remembered.

Even though it's fat on it like a red-bodied fish, it stinks like a white-bodied fish.

The color is also close to pink, tastes like a mixture of lean fish and white fish.

That goes well with the refreshing, milky sour sauce.

(Nevertheless... where do you really get fish like this from...)

While eating, thinking about the origin of the product Ted brought, I heard Ted.

"Whoa! This, Shripe!? Shrimp is not only fried or dried, but also spicy."

(Shrupp!?

Reacting to that word, Sasha reaches for the same thing Ted is eating.

Square, I think I wrapped something up and fried it and at first glance it is plain dish.

Bring it to your mouth with a fork.

…… Wow!? Are you sure?

Back to the rough words of when I lived in a fisherman's village unexpectedly, with confusion, I indulge in the taste of my mouth.

What spreads in your mouth is odorless, freshless lumps.

and smoked plenty of cancerous spicy, thick juice. Biting it spreads spiciness with the flavor of fragrant skin, reminding Sasha of her hometown.

"Oh, this guy. Um..."

Tears ruin by the taste.

Reminds me of my hometown, and yet a delicious dish I've never had since my adventure.

Sasha was no longer furry enough to give this dish to another human being.

It is an elf bean.

It was a salt boiled elf beans without any semblance.

(I can't believe you're seeing elf beans here.)

Though surprised by the taste inside, Lydia carries one elf bean after the other into her mouth, which for her hand is only served from scratch.

The taste of young elf beans, with moderate salt addition and reduction.

It attracts great harmony with Yale.

Ale, which was not made in the Elf capital, where you rarely drink alcohol, and boiled elf beans, which are not available outside the forest village or forest capital where Elf lives.

This combination has never been known, but I didn't think it would fit this well.

(I think I can eat as many of these... Ah)

But if there was one problem, there wasn't that much bean.

The elf beans were running out of bottom early.

(Unfortunately, maybe that's all for dinner today...)

I don't feel like mouthing meat or fish after eating delicious elf beans.

Unfortunately, I tried to finish my meal, that was then.

"Uh-huh. I knew it was a mistake for the queer."

Lydia's overwhelmed ears capture that Ted grunt.

(Miso?)

Unexpectedly look at Ted by a name I can't hear, and confirm that.

On a finely chopped, bar-shaped green queue, with something brown on it, Ted was twisting the queue.

Usually it is a rare sight to make vegetables extra unfavorable Ted.

(Miso, is this...?

Like Ted was doing, rubbing that brown thing on a fresh queue to see.

(You smell a little strong... but I don't smell anything extra...)

From its brown, carry it in your mouth, making sure you don't smell meat or fish.

Make a creepy noise. How fresh the queue plays in your mouth.

"What's this!? Yummy!"

Lydia raises her voice unexpectedly.

The unknown taste was salty, but not the only wonderful.

Strong flavour with various vegetables fermented and a faint mix of elf bean flavours.

It's salty. That was combined with a queer that was pale and full of water air, transforming a queer that just cut it into a treat.

That flavour, combined with Yale, was the best in my life, even counting from the time I lived in Mori capital.

……

From there, Lydia silently brings the queer out to her mouth.

We have to hurry. Because if even the rest of us realise how it tastes, we lose our share.

(Wow, is this a little sweet...... yeah, intestinal stuffing tastes good too)

The first time Albert reached out was a strange food with thick skewers stabbed and a pale brown color.

It was wrapped and fried in a soft dough that would have used plenty of eggs and milk of pork intestinal stuffing, with a toothy surface and, in contrast, a dough in soft and faintly sweet, and finally a well-fired intestinal stuffing flavour filled with delicious gravy.

The combination of intestinal, spice and fat flavors and faintly sweet dough goes well inside.

Plus the sour red sauce on it and the spicy yellow sauce changed the flavor and was good with Ted's brought ale.

(Yeah. This is delicious...)

I'll get my hands on two, three.

Roast the little fry you finish with just a few bites and sip the ale.

Albert was enjoying the faint sweetness.

That was the time.

"Oh, this is a lamb raisin sandwich...... yeah. Sweet. Pretty good with alcohol, too, this."

Albert's ears capture Ted's words.

(What, you say it's sweet?

And take a glimpse of what Ted's eating and find it.

Brown, hard baked confectionery with dried black berries and white cream sandwiched.

Ted learns from it because he was eating by the hand, and Albert speaks of it.

(Oh, oh! Sweet! Sweet and good! This)

And Albert opens his eyes to the taste.

Its dried berries contained sweetness and bitterness, and the white covering it tasted like sweet milk.

The sweetness of the baked confectionery wrapped around it is the thin, but the aromatic taste of wheat enhances the taste of the liquor-inspired berries and white ones, which are quite sweet.

(I kind of feel better than the confectionery I used to eat... which is another one...)

Satisfied with its flavor, Albert reached out to one or two of its baked treats.

"Oh, these eggs are fantastic!

The first time Zach reached out was when he roasted an egg.

Bright yellow, egg rolls cut into bite sizes.

It was mixed with powdered cheese, light peach smoked meat, and then dark green vegetables, which were excellent combined with the soft taste of the eggs.

"Ugh... this guy"

Zach is impressed as he dampens his mouth with ale.

A treat that Ted doesn't know where the hell he's been getting it from.

All five of them, including Zach, were obsessed with each and devoured it if you look at it.

(Which one is next...)

"Oh Zach. This is an imperial croquette! It tastes really good with ketchup."

"Oh!? You even have croquettes!?

In Ted's words, Zach quickly searched for it and forked it.

Rounded and lightly fried croquettes.

Put it on the side of the croquette, put it on the red sauce, eat it.

"What the hell!? Must be croquettes, but they taste wrong!?

That, Zach raises his voice to the taste of a croquette that I miss somewhere but which is something else.

Red and sour sauce and croquettes of hawk.

There seems to be a slight mix of milk in that, with a smoothness that is not only croquettes.

And extra cheese.

At the heart of this croquette was danshak fruit-wrapped cheese.

"What the hell!? Ted, seriously, where have you been getting this!?

Wrapped in surprise and joy, he speaks happily to Ted, who does his best to cook.

Zach thanked. Today, to meet the food of the day.

Five were very satisfied. A treat brought by Ted, to the taste of hors d 'oeuvres.

The feast seat was soothing, everyone smiled, and peaceful.

... Then a little bit, the training ground came.

"Hey!? Wait, I'm only eating eggs and croquettes!?

The first thing I noticed was Zach.

When I indulged in eggs and croquettes and tried to reach out to other dishes, other dishes were already almost ready to be eaten.

"Huh!? Me too. Only fish...... Zach!? You, you ate all the croquettes!?

"What!? Did you even have fried food stuffed with bowels!? Why did you eat it up all by yourself?

"Shh, I'm sorry...... is that Galius!? You, have eaten all the meat dishes!?

"We're not all good anymore, that's about it... there! Don't get your hands on my cue!

Yes, this is what everyone was thinking.

Let's try some other dishes. If you are satisfied with what you are eating now.

As a result, by the time they were all somewhat satisfied, they all had only about a slice or two left.

Hazardous air flows around.

This is what they all thought.

I was eaten by my own people up to my own minute.

Between the five who were bound by a strong bond, a groove arises.

Party dissolution.

The crisis was about to come.

"Also, everyone is such a delicious dish, you shouldn't fight"

Breaking it is the voice of some laid-back halfling.

"That's what I say, Ted...... yeah?

Albert tries to argue with Ted, and he realizes it.

That's crazy.

Ted, who is supposed to eat the most and eat the most, can't possibly not participate in the feud.

It should be more fussy than anyone else, he said.

Apparently, the other four came to the same conclusion.

5 people look at Ted at the same time......

"" "" "Ted!?

Stunning.

"Uh-huh. I knew it was delicious. Just three boulder silver coins, this."

Nodding contentedly, Ted was indulging in hors d 'oeuvres.

... my share of what I bought for a whole plate.

"Most importantly, I like that you can enjoy all kinds of flavors on board with 10 different varieties. Maybe I could have bought another plate of this."

Yeah, nodding, Ted carries the dishes to his mouth one after the other.

Ted was very satisfied with the variety and hors d 'oeuvres that went well with the beer.

... to the point where you don't even notice that the sight of five people is getting cold.

And when half of those wonderful hors d 'oeuvres disappeared into Ted's belly and the other half, the five minds became one.