Giant trees, which used to be a playground at a young age, stood there looking no different than eight years ago.

"... oh! Was this Doyo Day!

Twitchy Row, who had been going through there for a few days, raised his joy by finding a black door that looked familiar to those above that giant tree.

I used this door before with Aya 8 years ago...... I only forgot when "Doyo Day" was anymore etc. I visited here every day like this.

And today, for what it's worth, Twichirou 'reunited' at the door.

"All right, then let's try to make our way. Let's go, a..."

Trying to reach out to Aya with her usual habits...... reminds me that there is no one next door.

"... oh, now he was one awkward..."

Squirting lonely, climbing trees.

As a child, I instantly climb through giant trees that I struggle to climb every time, reaching branches that are unbreakably thick even when a few adults at the top ride.

"The view here is unchanged..."

Climbing through giant trees, Twichirou looks back from giant trees to the mountains.

Visible from above giant trees are green mountains that last everywhere and blue skies with white clouds.

Burn the sight of Twichirou's memorable landscape into his eyes often.

"... Well, let's go"

With regret that he was not seen with Aya this unchanged view, Twichirou serves his original purpose.

A black door with a cat painting that appeared to stick to the trunk of a giant tree.

Put your hands on that golden handle and turn around.

What echoes is the sound of a bell called chillin 'chillin' that you could hear.

"Hey, there you are...... oh, could it be Mr. Twichirou?

Welcome is a middle-aged man, a little more fumbled than in Twitchy Row's memory.

"Long time no see. I'm sorry for the rush, but I'd like some relief."

Though relieved by his memorable face, Twichirou orders.

"Yes... for one of you?

"Oh, I'm here today with one awkward person. Therefore, please relax for one person. And get me three souvenirs."

Twichirou nods at the owner's confirmation.

Yes, I came here today by myself Twichirou... not with Aya, who was always with me.

"... ok. Wait a minute."

The owner doesn't want to hear any more details, but pulls into the kitchen.

"Hmm... it's the same here"

Hip down somewhere and look around.

In the eyes of Twitchy Row is the look of old regulars who are unfamiliar with new customers and things like that.

The customer muscles are the same...... chaos.

Men and women, whether they are people or not, visit this store… and enjoy the food.

(Was it this store that learned the wonders of the world?)

Yes, because he went to this store and felt the wonder of the world through different worlds, Twichirou, the only town he knew, admired "outside" and embarked on a martial arts training journey.

... with Aya, who was the daughter of the Onion and herself a witch in the service of the God of the earth.

(Think of it as a lot of things...)

As a martial arts training, he left town with Aya and crossed to the eastern continent, and for a long time it was in various eyes.

I have fought dangerous demons and hung them in death.

I had great treasures in my hands and had joy with my people.

Sometimes the fellow died and wept at his own impudence.

All of them tailored Twichirou to a first-rate warrior.

(But I'm done with that...)

I think as much as Twichirou and Aya before the trip, looking at three boys who would be from the Eastern Continent.

It was only a few months ago that Twichirou, who flew out of his hometown when he was just a boy and continued his martial arts training journey, returned to his homeland because he was no longer capable of continuing his journey.

For the first time in a long time, my hometown warmly welcomed Touichiro, who flew out of the house as well, and my parents, whose parents and children were cut off, my father entered the registry, and my brother, who succeeded the governor, was delighted with the safety of Touichiro.

Days of adventure so far are like lies, days of peace.

While I am bored with that, I also have the feeling of reassuring myself that it has gotten better without having to fight the fear that I might die tomorrow.

I'm still unfamiliar with that now, but I'll get used to it sooner or later. This was the norm before we went on our journey.

"Thank you for waiting! It's hot dogs and coke!

With that in mind, the Devil's Service carries it.

Unfamiliar to Twichirou, dressed in a different world-style outfit, young daughter.

When Twichirou traveled, this store was cut up by one owner, so he was probably hired after Twichirou traveled.

(I see, the same thing, etc., isn't it?)

I'm sorry, my daughter.

Inside. With that in mind, I take it.

"For taking it home, I'll bring it with me later! Then take your time."

The daughter puts the dish she ordered in front of Twitchy Row with the movement of the hall inside, and goes to another customer to pick up the order.

"So... do you want it?"

After somehow dropping it off, Twichirou turns his attention to the dish in front of him.

All I ask in this store is a hot dog.

It is a dish from different worlds, which Twichirou and Aya did not love on their young days.

Hot dogs placed on white plates in front of them are still releasing hot heat as they appear to have been made.

Simple dishes, with pork bowls sandwiched in bread cooked with wheat, flavoured with a red, sour sauce and a yellow, spicy sauce.

… but this is a dish that can only be eaten in different worlds.

Twichirou first grabs the hot dog with his bare hands.

This dish, like grilled rice, must be eaten with bare hands.

I am interested in eating chopsticks and dishes made in the eastern continent.

(First...)

Lift it up and carry it to your mouth...... it hits a breath.

At that moment, the wonderful flavor of a hot dog in a breath begins all at once.

The first thing I feel is the flavor of the baked bread.

The skin outside is baked, crispy and fragrant, and the white body area inside is fluffy, soft and sweet.

(Thought you used to take this for granted)

Bread, which was unfamiliar in mountainous countries, where it was natural to eat rice, was, conversely, something that could be eaten from time to time on the eastern continent, where rice was not eaten.

... Although I was disappointed with Aya because of the flavour that did not extend to the freshly baked bread in this store.

What you can then play is a pig's bowel stuffing sandwiched inside.

A tightly cooked skin is pressed by Twitchy Row's teeth...... it can bounce with a creamy texture.

What spreads at that moment is the flavour of meat and fat, of the intestines, exquisitely flavoured by the slight spiciness of the yellow sauce and the acidity of the red sauce.

Every time a large amount of gravy bites, it floods out and dyes the tongue of the twitchy lol.

An intestinal stuffing with an exceptional flavour and the flavour of bread that surrounds it.

But the essence of the taste of hot dogs starts here.

(Hmmm... still good for these guys once in a while)

It was laid under my bowels while I chewed it. That starts a good job.

Finely chopped oraniers sautéed until spicy and plenty sweet disappear, and chopped occasions that remain fresh raw to give a different texture to the intestines and bread.

Hidden beneath the bowels, irresistible from the surface, it swells the taste of hot dogs and lifts the master from shadow to rich.

(um, um... this is still the best)

Twitchy Row is very satisfied with the taste of a hot dog he hasn't eaten in a long time.

Ever since then, I've had adventures, traveled to various lands, eaten various things, but even after that, the hot dogs have been colorless and delicious.

(I would have liked to have made Aya stand...)

To the taste of it, now I think of Aya who is not next door... my beloved.

Most of all, it's become an inappropriate dream now.

Then, at the end of the day, he stirs a cold, sweet, playable coke in his mouth with a sigh of breath, and Twichirou takes his seat.

"Store owner. It was a treat. I'm sorry, but I need accounting."

"Yes. And we can take it home."

"Hmm. I'm sorry for everything."

Give the store owner the price for a hot dog and receive a bag made of strange materials.

My belly bug makes a noise that the fragrance of a hot dog, which is slightly fragrant from inside, is not enough for what I ate earlier, but I endure it.

"See you... I'll be back"

"Yes, I'll be waiting for you"

Returning his greetings, Twichirou goes outside.

"Well, let's hurry"

Sliding down the tree carefully, Twichirou rushes to town.

Twichirou had to hurry. We have to get there before the souvenirs we get are cold.

"Wait, Aya. I'll make you eat hot dogs."

... I have to feed my beloved wife a delicious hot dog, who can't get out of the house looking after her newborn twitchy boy.