The Other World Dining Hall (WN)

The second week of February.

There were still visitors to the cat a little earlier than usual, a little earlier than Aletta came.

"Oops, I'm begging you again this year... I just made enough."

That being said, a childhood tame running a cake shop flying pappy upstairs brings in a beautifully wrapped surplus.

"Oh, my goodness."

That's how I receive it.

For Japanese confectioners, Valentine's Day Di, one of the two giants when making money.

One of these corners also has important significance in flying pappies.

A variety of chocolate confectionery is made only at this time of year, and three days before the example day, confectionery classes are opened for girls who dream (including some men).

And advertise greatly and at the same time sell chocolate.

At this time of year, when scratching twice a year, Flying Puppies are selling large sales on Saturdays and Sundays.

Also, in order to prevent 'sell-out' at that time, Flying Pappy will almost certainly plant the amount of surplus sold, so there will naturally be a significant amount of surplus sold each year.

… it is the Valentine's Fair that will take place on Saturday at the Cat this time of year.

"I mean fine. Then I won't dispose of the remaining half price or anything. I'd appreciate it if you could pick it up at the usual purchase price."

The manager smiles with words that are not false.

A childhood tame who takes all the surpluses that inevitably come out every year.

It was also true that he thought it was a thankful story for flying puppies who did not have to have inventory that would inevitably stop selling once the example day had passed.

"Well, when someone looks forward to me every year, I have to do it."

The opposing shopkeeper also says with a mild and bitter laugh.

Initially, they thought it was a festival (which doesn't explain what kind of festival it is) where they asked me to tame a child and try to sell a little extra confectionery, but now they don't get it over there, so there are several regular people who look forward to it every year.

Then I can't stop doing it inside, and the preciousness of being once a year goes on somehow.

(Chuckles)

Sticking a sticker in Japanese that says' Valentine's Fair Held Today 'on the prominence of the dining room, he realizes and returns to the kitchen, takes it out of a pile of empty boxes with winged dogs written on it, and puts it aside.

"Well, they're asking for it... this year, I hope you wear it properly"

Mumble, feeling so lonely.

It's one of those dishes he asked me to 'set up' every year that was a regular, but he hasn't shown up in the last few years.

... the store owner didn't intend to stop putting them in place every year because he understands so much what that means in the last decade.

Under a blue sky with no clouds, Junior was climbing the mountain silently, holding his aching head.

(That's cold...)

It's the tallest mountain around here, cold enough to say it's mid-summer, but you need cold gear.

Its summit is where Junior aspires.

"There you go. A little more. Good luck, Master!

By the side, Maribel, a disciple, urges Junior, who was a woman but carried her luggage to the junior's minute.

Maribel doesn't look tired as opposed to Junior.

As a junior and a treasure hunter with years of experience, I am more confident in my health than in the crowd, but Maribel, protected by the protection of the red God's flame, easily goes on top of it.

(Damn. Mostly everything is on a mountain like this...)

It poisons my disciple a little, but I can't help but recall that.

Because the ruins are built in secluded areas that are easy to protect, and treasure hunters like Junior, if you hear there's treasure there, can't help but go.

Junior's real name is William-Gold.

It was no coincidence that it was the same name as the legendary treasure hunter, but inherited it from his great-grandfather, who had the same name.

... As a parent, I may have wanted him to be a merchant as part of the Gold Chamber of Commerce, but Junior aspired to be a treasure hunter like my great-grandfather.

I think he had talent, and a chance to win.

Information on various ruins collected by the first William-Gold after his retirement without beating the wave of the year he stops by.

I thought exploring the ruins was what I had to do to inherit the name.

... Although one of its ruins was a magic device for aggression made by the elves to attack the southern continent, which worships the demon dragon known as the 'king of the hegemony', which was flown to the southern continent by its malfunctioning and never moved again was miscalculation.

Thus, on the southern continent, where words do not make sense, I travelled desperately to learn the words and continued my treasure hunter for ten years.

That decade had raised Junior to be an irresistible treasure hunter.

And this time Junior is climbing a mountain as high as he has never climbed before, also as a treasure hunter, for treasure.

"All right! Right here! According to my father's diary, there's a 'door' here...... whoa!? Are you serious?

Maribel stepped on top of the mountain soil slightly earlier than Junior when the sun tilted to the west, raising her voice of surprise.

"... I see. The door. Was your father's story true?"

Junior also admires that somewhat different sight.

A snowy rocky place stretches over the top of a mountain with nothing to block it from.

In the middle of that rock stood a black door that was puffy and out of place.

"Honestly, until I saw you, you lied to me. - I thought you did, but it really did happen." The Nekoya Door. "

Maribel says to the sight.

Her father...... a man who was a brilliant warrior and cleric who died three years ago in a battle against the followers of the White God who had attacked to destroy the Divine Body of the Red God had kept it in his diary.

The strange door that leads to the dining room of the other world, which is also the sanctuary of the Red God, which appears at the top of the mountain once every seven days.

And once a year, about the festival held in that dining room on a summer platter and the karaoke bean treats that are only behaved during that festival.

"Okay...... go"

"Yes!

After watching the door often, Junior puts his hand on the door.

Chillin 'Chillin' and knocking on the sounding doors led the two of them to a different world.

Nekoya's otherworlds. That was a surprise sight for Junior and Maribel.

"Yeah. This is where Nekoya is..."

Maribel looks around, breathing the dark air of the other world.

Nekoya's otherworlds. It was a room as bright as day, as it was written in the diary, that made one feel the power of a strong red God, and all sorts of miscellaneous people were eating thoughtfully.

"Uh-huh, a lot of people have white skin like some master..."

Mouth what Maribel has always taught treasure hunters that what they need is observation.

There are many people who eat at this restaurant.

But the people who eat in this store are familiar to Maribel, not with brown skin, but with many white skin owners like her master.

(... yeah? Master?)

After completing the observation as a whole, Maribel realized that her master was staring at a point and solidifying.

At the end of that master's gaze was one daughter.

Apparently a meat dish, a young daughter as old as Maribel eating a brown dish hung with black juice, with white skin burning and reddening every day.

She is also consolidating when she sees Maribel's master.

"... what's wrong? At first sight?

I try to stick to the joke, but I don't have a reaction.

… the reason for this was immediately known.

"... Sarah? No, no way...... really, Sarah, is it!?

Junior raised his voice in surprise.

You should be living as a courtier of the Great Chamber of Commerce in Wang Du, cousin.

The last time I saw him was ten years ago, when he was still a treasure hunter on the eastern continent, but my instincts told me there was no doubt.

Sarah, who Junior finds out, was only a child, but the shadow is strong, and most importantly, it wasn't the appearance of a lady living in the city no matter how she saw it, it was that of a treasure hunter who emphasized ease of movement.

"Brother!?

Thus, Junior's intuition was true.

Daughter...... Sarah's is confused but let me try to answer.

I'm a lot older than Sarah remembers, but I can't go wrong.

Standing there was the figure of a cousin who thought he had died ten years ago.

Then a little while later, Sarah and Junior, who finished their meal, and Maribel, were sitting at the same table and talking.

"I see. The south means... you mean the other side of the Dragon God Sea?

"Oh. Right. Over there, the northern sea was the sea of the blue god... because it was the dragon god sea, I'm pretty sure"

Take out the worn out notebook that Sarah has used over the past decade to ask questions and give her the information she has collected.

At first he listened without difficulty to Junior's family story and how Wang Capital was doing.

But only when the topic would be about the ruins and the southern continent, and the two of them were eager to talk.

"Is it the ruins of the elves... are there others alive?

"I don't know. But at least we didn't see any living devices in the South."

Listening to Junior, Sarah was greatly curious.

An unknown continent for Sarah and the others, who worship dragons and say that demons coexist with humans as intelligent beings.

If you don't think anything of it when you hear that, Sarah thinks you're not a treasure hunter.

"... right. Would you take this notebook, please?

Seeing Sarah, who was at some point a full treasure hunter, Junior says what he came up with.

"Are you sure!?

To the words, Sarah asks unwittingly.

For treasure hunters, a notebook with collected information is the next most important thing in life.

The more skilled treasure hunters are sometimes priced at dozens of gold coins.

I doubt giving it away lightly.

"Oh. It's a ruin my grandfather looked into, and he's also written down a few things I haven't looked into yet.

Maybe some ruins still have treasures, but I can't go looking for them.

Plus... my father and mother might be a little relieved to see this. "

"... I see"

Sarah also agrees with the words.

Junior, who's been missing for ten years now, is believed to have died a long time ago.

If it's alive, we need proof.

... Sarah also realized that the new notebook was the perfect one, even though the ink was autographed.

"Okay. Well, I'll take it... by the way"

At the end of the whole conversation, Sarah, not joining the conversation, turns to the brown-skinned girl who was quietly flattering her ordered menthikatsu.

"Is that girl a good brother or something?

"No, it's not, huh?

"Oh, you're not. I'm just a disciple... so for once, I have a kid, right? This guy's sister is my wife."

Maribel and Junior try to deny Sarah's question, which seems like a daughter-in-law of her age, at the same time.

"Oh, yeah..."

Sarah, calmed down by the words, realizes.

"Speaking of which, brother, didn't you come here for something? I didn't happen to find it..."

Wearing sturdy leather armor and cold gear, the sword-lowered Junior gear at the waist is a genuine exploratory gear, no matter how you look at it.

Perhaps he came using a door that was somewhere more dangerous than the abandoned pit door Sarah was using.

It doesn't feel like I'm here for a bit of a meal.

"Oh yeah...... sorry. Do you mind if I order?

"Ha ~ i"

Call the Demons for service and decide to place an order.

... I climbed that high mountain to get here in the first place.

"I heard there's a 'Valentine's Day Festival' here today"

"Yes! Ordering chocolate?

Confirming the Devil's service snorts at the word, Junior puts out an order.

"Yes. Um, do you have almond chocolate?

One box of that for 'Take It Home'. I'd like to eat in the cafeteria for another box. "

"I'll also ask for the number of cows' milk for it. I knew almond chocolate had cow's milk."

It was a big favorite for my wife and Maribel and the taste of sweet memories with her father.

Then Sarah and the shopkeeper-like man from this store put it on a deep plate. Bring it.

"Here you go. It's almond chocolate."

That said, in front of the three of them, it is placed just in the middle of the table.

"This is again... if I show it around Shea, it feels delightful."

Sarah accidentally leaks her thoughts.

Served on that plate is a confection covered with colorful sugar clothes.

Doesn't go like a gem, but illuminated by the light of the ceiling it was brightly colored.

"Come on, master, please eat... or you won't even be able to get your hands on me"

"Oh, well, I'll have one soon, then."

Junior reaches out, grinning bitterly at the appearance of an apprentice like a dog who ate an oak, who just wants to eat rather than be respectful.

Beautifully rounded and polished stone-like almond chocolate.

Pinch it up and throw it in your mouth.

(... yeah? You usually only taste like sugar......)

Junior claps just a little to the taste.

What spreads in your mouth is the taste of sweet sugar that stains your tired body.

Not bad, but honestly, I don't think it tastes like eating until I climb that high mountain.

(Well, that too...... whoops!?

The moment I chewed it up just a little disappointed, it melted with the heat in my mouth, it floods out.

Unlike sugar, which was just sweet, it contained a hint of bitterness, which spreads in my mouth.

"... hehe. Covering around here is like an egg shell, if you will.

Chocolate made from karaoke beans is easy to melt, so it's covered with shells. "

Maribel laughs at Junior as she misses that surprised face.

Junior's reaction is his face when he was just a kid, eating almond chocolate his father brought home during a hot summer platter, the first time he was born.

The whole family was surprised that the ingredients of that bitter medicine would be so delicious.

"... I see. Sure this tastes amazing."

Junior is convinced while tasting a single almond chocolate and chewing up a large seed with the last remaining fragrant flavor.

I see that this was obsessed by Maribel's father, and that Maribel and his wife wanted to eat it.

Almond chocolate was such a delicious treat that it was not available in the southern continent, as well as in the Wang capital, where Junior once lived.

"I suggest you chew it all up and drink some milk at once next time. Like this."

I see my beloved brother-in-law and master tasted almond chocolate, and Maribel also reaches for almond chocolate.

What I feel thrown into my mouth is the sweet, nostalgic taste of sugar.

If you chew it up all at once, the taste of bitter sweet karaoke beans and the taste of fragrant almond seeds can be bounced and mixed together at the same time.

It was a time of bliss to pour it in with warmed cow's milk.

"... yeah. It sure tastes better at once."

Junior also enjoys and agrees with the flavor.

Chocolate with karaoke beans and aroma of almonds.

And a rich taste of warmed fresh milk.

The combination is excellent and the next delicacy you can reach out to is the consistency.

"... yeah. Menchi cutlets here are delicious whenever you eat them, but so are the treats."

Sarah, who you keep with you, also snorts, eating one almond chocolate after another.

I see that there are a lot of people looking for confectionery here, regardless of their identity or country, and Shea definitely prefers confectionery, which is where it comes from first.

Until now, even Sarah, who has tried not to get her hands on 'luxury goods' like confectionery, tasted a little craving.

Thus threw in one almond chocolate after another for three large adults, and the plates would be emptied as I saw them.

"… Master. I have a suggestion for you."

Only at times like this do I look up and say to Junior that Maribel is holding her purse.

"No, seriously. You should give it a try anyway."

Control Maribel like that, Junior makes a suggestion.

Anyway, today is Valentine's Day celebration.

If you look at it, it's the same chocolate as Junior, which is also different from almond chocolate. Many customers are asking for chocolate.

Junior couldn't help but be curious to try it out.

As I walked out the door with my belly filled with various chocolates, the same blue sky was spreading.

"All right, let's go home. I'm sure you're looking forward to this one."

"Yes!

Get the results you got in that store, the two pull up in a whim.

(I hope he'll be happy too)

Junior hurries home thinking of his beloved wife's delightful face.

... It is a little further away that the notebook he gave Sarah will be followed by many copies on two continents, East and West, and many humans will be challenged to the South.