The Other World Dining Hall (WN)

Confirming that the door lay securely in the alley, Graham-Beltran, the knight of the Empire, breathed in relief.

"Good. Was there today?"

Unexpectedly such a voice leaks.

Seven days ago, the door had already disappeared when I followed it around the city at noon and came to this door.

Since this isn't the first time, and it's happened several times, I guess someone in this city is' using 'it.

I don't like the fact that I don't know much about myself, I have another customer, but I can't even complain about it there.

Anyway, I use it today.

With that in mind, I open it with my hands on the door.

Then, for the first time in fourteen days, a light bell sounds in Graham's ear, and the door opens.

Hearing the sound, Graham knocks at the door.

Graham steps into a closed basement room.

The room is as bright as daylight, despite the absence of one window, warm enough to make you feel winter even though there is no fireplace, a strange room.

"Welcome. Welcome to Yoshok's Nekoya!

At the same time Graham comes in, the demonic girl who was carrying the dish smiles and expresses her welcome.

"Oh, I'll let you sit right down,"

In reply to the girl, Graham sits in the right seat.

"I'm sorry, but I need a menu."

"Ha ha! I'm home!"

Encourage the girl to sit down at the same time and bring the menu...... Ask her to bring a book that summarizes the dishes she can serve in this store.

"Well, then, when you're ready, and please."

"Oh."

Open a menu while dropping off the girl back at work and think about what to eat.

(... it's still more ocean food than land food)

I know the dishes on the menu are abundant and all delicious, but it is the pleasure of the sea that Graham's eyes go first...

It is a dish made from fish, shellfish, Krako, Shripe, etc.

(... When I was in my hometown, I thought meat was good every day, etc.)

Looking at the menu, I just miss it a little bit.

Graham's hometown was a port town swallowed up by the Empire decades ago.

Every day a trading ship came from other eastern continental ports and far western continents, a city where people were going, smelling of tide.

Every day in Graham's raw house, which was the house of the knights of the generations there, the fish were on the table.

Graham, who was young, preferred meat to be transported as a trade item, but thus living in the interior of an empire where no sea or other shards were found, and eating meat and danshak fruit every day, makes me want to eat fish asexually.

Moreover, even the capital city of the Empire, the fish of the sea, was a precious commodity and a substitute for Graham, who had just passed the knight test (in the Empire, whoever had passed the knight test would be told by the knight) and did not receive a great salary.

That is why the restaurants of different worlds serving dishes made with sea delights with liquor for an amount sufficient to reach Graham was a valuable place to relax.

(Now it's fry, gratin, pilaf... no, pasta)

There are many different kinds of menu in different world cafeterias, even just dishes with sea delights.

A dish fried in oil, preferred by knights who seem to stand on their arms to Graham, wrapped in fine military attire and sworded.

A dish with shripe and kingdom-style knight sauce, preferred and eaten by some civilian daughter.

A dish made of western continental rice, preferred by the aristocratic daughter of a sandy country wrapped around an imperial-style dress.

And cooking with a variety of seasoned kingdom-style noodles, not just sea delights.

Graham is troubled every time. This is all the more so because the liquor that makes you order which dishes will change.

(Ok...... that's white wine and noodles today)

"I'm sorry. Order it."

Frequently troubled, Graham calls for service, deciding what to ask for.

"Yes. Are you sure you want to order?

"Oh, white wine in a bottle today. And noodles...... right, first of all, I'd like a seafood genovese"

I chose a green noodle dish with a fragrant vanilla flavour.

"Yes, please wait a moment"

"Uhm."

Taking the order, Graham waits as he slowly leads back to his back as he drops off his servant daughter heading to the kitchen.

What you hear from the neighborhood are the voices of visitors to this store.

One has a frantic conversation with other guests who have shared their seats, and the other is waiting for the dish they are looking for to arrive, like Graham.

The species varies and is amazed every time they come.

(That's all, you mean the food here is delicious...)

I don't know how that feels, but I don't.

Himself, ever since he found this place six months ago, he's been sunflowering every time the door turns into a dojo.

"Thank you for waiting! I brought you alcohol and food!

And the dish you've been waiting for can be delivered.

Beautifully shaped, green bottles with wine and green noodle dishes.

"Then take your time!

"Oh, let me do that"

Graham quickly begins to eat all the dishes as he listens to his supplied daughter.

(First of all... booze)

Gently unplug the wooden stopper that seals the bottle, pour the liquor into a glass of luxurious legged vitreous.

Flooding out of the green bottle is faintly yellow, white liquor.

At the same time as it is poured, the aroma of aromatic wine tickles Graham's nose.

(Uhm, nice incense)

Enjoy the scent first, then carry it to your mouth.

Only a little sweet to spread, acidity and alcohol.

It tasted like a fine wine that went beyond the price of two silver coins in a bottle.

(If this goes out in the Empire, the liquor merchant's business over there is spooked.)

As the birth of a trading city that is quite common to commerce, even if it is a knight, such an idea is preposterous.

Exceptionally good quality store for the price.

Had the entrance not been such an inconvenient built 'door', it would have been more popular by now.

(Now, get your hands on this one before it cools down)

I just tasted a little booze and reached out to the cook.

Noodle dish chopped with bright green vanilla and covered with sauce soothed with fresh, fine oil.

As an ingredient in the dish, there is a great deal of sea delight dancing.

(First, noodles)

Graham gently stabs the fork in the dough and rolls it away.

The noodles dyed green by the sauce appear vivid in the light from the ceiling.

Drink one sawdust and spit on its beauty and aroma... carry it to your mouth.

(Uhm, this flavor! This is the noodle goodness!

A number of flavors are intricately intertwined in boiled noodles that are not too firm and not too stiff and soft.

Taste of fish, shellfish, krako or shripe, used as ingredients.

The aroma of vanilla and the flavor of fragrant stir-fried beans used in green sauces.

And the Togalan spiciness that tightens them.

By bringing them together, Genovese is a finished plate of noodle dishes.

(um, um...)

Graham gets silent on its flavor and keeps eating it heartless.

Roll up the noodles and carry them to your mouth, mixed with occasional noodles, eat the ingredients.

Enjoy refreshing flavors with a sip of wine every few bites.

Graham and I are young men.

If I had eaten like that, I would have run out of Genovese on the plate in no time.

(Hmm... is this the place to start)

In the meantime, Graham was comfortable. Why did he softly look over his belly?

(Well...)

Regardless, Graham's stomach of a working young man cannot be satisfied with this dish of noodle dishes.

Graham opened the menu again.

(Next, which one to put your hands on…)

What you can see in the eyes is a number of different dishes from this store.

Graham gently put his hand on the menu and pointed at it, deciding on the next menu to ask for.