In the middle of a basin holiday.
The shopkeeper was worried about the treatment of what was in front of him.
"Watermelon..."
Green and black stripes.
Because this is the season, I got it from my father in 800 houses, who usually asks me to buy vegetables, and it was a watermelon without a mess.
Watermelon with big balls. That was a size thing that could easily be handled if it was around the time my grandmother lived with me, when my predecessor was alive and now as big and as big as my predecessor who lived in the store owner's brother's house, but now, it was a little extra in the hands of one shopkeeper who passed the food platter.
"Oh, my God. Don't bother with the boulder and the watermelon..."
I'm a grocer, so my predecessor taught me not to waste food as much as possible.
When the owner was just a child, I remember that ingredients that were often surplus to the store and not as fresh as they could serve to customers were cooked at my grandfather's hands (my grandmother was good at cleaning and laundry, but 'cuisine had always been better made by him', and she was a person who barely cooked).
In retrospect, the shopkeepers nowadays also try not to waste as much of their ingredients as they can because they lived with those two longer than they did with their real parents.
Personally, if it's a sweet watermelon that ripens well, keep it until the end of the day and behave like a weekday staff member.
"... All right"
Often, store owners decide on future policies.
Let's just eat about a quarter of it ourselves.
"Do you want to ask him later? The easy one."
What you should have at a time like this is a professional pastry chef friend.
With that in mind, the shopkeeper decided to go meet with a souvenir for childhood training later upstairs, preparing for the reopening of the business from Monday.
And Saturday.
"Well, good luck with that"
After a late dinner, he finishes drying his washed golden hair with a hot windy demon prop, dressed in his usual clothes and Aletta lowers her head with a pepper.
"Oh, thank you, the guy you asked for, I've got it for you."
The owner is also used to handbags with handles. It is a shopping bag that Aletta brought with her because it stands out in "Beyond" because even paper bags, which are takeaway plastic bags for western cats and flying pappies, are rare items, some of which Aletta asked me to take home.
"There's a menu cutlet sandwich for three, and a can of gift cookies. That's all right."
Usually it's just Sarah and Aletta's share, but my employer's sister is here to stay today, so they asked me to serve them, so I'll make sure just in case.
"Yes, I'm fine"
I smile and nod at the store owner's confirmation and take out three pieces of silver coins as the price from the salary I just received and give them to them.
"Yeah. Sure... hey, yeah. Will you just give me a minute?"
I received the money and just tried to give him the bag, and one thing I remembered, the shopkeeper rushes to take what he had made out of the freezer room.
"Yeah, it's done right according to the recipe. Take this guy..."
I took it out of the freezing chamber, red. Put it on a silver magic bottle I had prepared for you. Securely cover the lid so that it does not melt as much as possible and take the rest back to Aretta.
"Um, what's this?
"I had something for you. I recommend it."
That's what I'm gonna say, and I'm gonna give you the magic bottle.
"Look, you just served it at dinner. Watermelon sorbet. There's still quite a bit left, so hold it. I'm putting it in a magic bottle, so it should stay without melting for a while, but eat it early if you can."
"What!? Do you mind?!? The same goes for the sorbet, but, like, I even borrowed a magic bottle!?
"Oh, it melts when it's a regular container. Well, I'm not going to do it, so wash it and bring it to me the next time you come."
Speaking of which, the shopkeeper nods, thinking maybe there's no magic bottle over there, etc.
The magic bottle I gave it to you dates back to when the store owner used it as a college student, but it remains cold enough.
"Wow, I get it. I'll take care of it!
Aletta gets nervous about the store owner's offer.
(I can't believe you even lent me a magic item)
Aletta drinks a sawdust.
In the world of Aretta, the magic was felt firmly heavy in the hands, that any small item would cost dozens of pieces in silver coins and that a high one would cost enough to build a house on its own.
The full moon is about to plug into Jomtien, late at night.
Normally, it's only natural to stay asleep for a while. At this time, Sarah was still awake and working, relying on the magic lights she usually used when exploring.
(Uh, here...)
Peek into the thick notebook, indulge in the contents, and clean up beautifully on fine parchment paper.
A note with the secrets of the new continent, entrusted to me by a cousin who was thought to be dead.
The origins are vague, but the letter was undoubtedly exactly the same as the letter my cousin was putting out on the house, even newer and definitely authentic.
And Sarah, who initially received a personal request from her uncle and his wife because she wanted to know what was going on with her cousin, changed the circumstances.
The content was all about the unknown 'Southern Continent' for humans, and it was all about surprise for the face of the Gold family, not least Sarah.
This is not a good idea if you leak it to the outside poorly. It is also possible that the royal family will accept the notebook if it is bad.
The Gold family, who thought so, was in their possession, and formally asked Sarah, who brought this note home, to decrypt and purify the book in full instead of multiplying her reward as an adventurer, and Sarah took it on as well.
For the past few months, Sarah has been translating in the Wang capital.
"Still, that southern continent is something amazing? Sister."
Sia asks her sister, who eagerly encourages her to work, when her parents ask her to come and watch her stay and change into a sleeping roll.
Shea, who was the daughter of a rooted merchant and had no ties to The Curse of William, is not really sure about the adventurer.
If that's all there is to prosperity, then I don't have to risk my life to become an adventurer.
"It's amazing. The same goes for the details about the Southern continent, but something that also says how to get from here to there."
"... Huh? Surely the southern continent has to go through the Dragon God Sea, right?
Shea listens back to Sarah's words in surprise.
I know about the Dragon God Sea. He said that when anything enters, it is a sea of demons that are unnavigable because they are attacked by vicious demons such as Kraken, Cesarpent and, at the end of the day, a flock of sea dragons, and that all attempted crossings of the Dragon God Sea in the past several times have ended in failure.
"Well, it also says that for once something may still be alive to transfer over to the elf's magic device, but it also says how to cross it normally by boat.
Anything attacked by demons in the Dragon God Sea is like being offered adventurers and knights by thieves and goblins who show up in the country, by analogy. "
This was the conclusion my brother examined and reached along with the other culture.
Dragon Shen Hai is said to be like a supermassive country in itself.
At the bottom of that ocean there is the Blue God... one of the seven colored reigning kings here, the "Blue Emperor", who rules the demons in the ocean.
That blue emperor weighs order, and shows warmth in what follows his ordained law, but does not condone what steps into his realm without saying no.
… In the past, the fleet of the northern continent, which stepped in without any rejection, was turned over to assassins, so to speak, as outlaws who failed to abide by the laws of the country.
"So if you take proper steps and get a clearance to cross, you should be able to get through the Dragon God Sea. Finally, in order to get that clearance, it seems that some of the demons of the sea are relatively friendly to humans, and we should help the mermaids make sense."
They often mediate mermaids when the people at the bottom of the ocean negotiate with the people on land. It also said that.
Regardless, there was no guarantee that it would pass. There are times and places where storms are frequent, and wild demons that are less intelligent and attack things that have entered the territory… It is difficult to say that they are completely safe because there are demons to be said to be even the outlaws of the Dragon God Sea, but they are still supposed to be easier to cross than they are now.
"I see. You even wrote that..."
In Sarah's words, Shea again recognises that her cousin's notebook, which she doesn't even remember her face well, is amazing.
Then we should keep it from leaking outside.
"... that? And is Aletta okay with that?
Think that far and remind me that there was another maid in this house.
The Devil's daughter, who seems only a little older than Shea, is left to manage the house as it is when Sarah is not in this house.
My sister said she doesn't stay home because she works at another employer once every seven days, but usually when Shea comes, she smiles and greets her, taking on all of her chores on behalf of her sister, who is not unable to do her chores but tends to skip them in a sloppy way.
I know you're a good, honest person, but at least you're not from the Gold family, just friends who often face each other to receive cookies.
It is also true that in Shea's parents' house, only what she keeps a secret from the maid is something I can teach her, or that she is troubled with judgment.
"It's okay. She can't seem to read the letters, and... she's a good girl."
But Sarah laughs at Shea's worries.
I hired Aletta initially because she knew the face of 'that store', but now I trust her, including her personality and seriousness. And.
I'm in trouble when I'm gone.
Aletta has another important job to do.
That abandoned pit is quite a distance from Wang Du.
As a result, it is difficult inside to pass the boulder once every seven days.
That's why.
Chillin 'Chillin' and the sound of an alarm representing someone breaking into Sarah's house.
"It's okay. It's Aletta."
Sarah teaches, grinning bitterly at Shea, who accidentally shrugged her shoulders.
Aletta tells me that 'That Store' is open until midnight when nobody sleeps quietly.
Once every seven days… The alarm that sounds at midnight on "Doyo Day" is a testament to Aletta's return with a "souvenir".
In no time, Aletta comes into the study.
"I'm back now, Sarah. And, Shea, there you are."
Aletta greets Sarah and Shea with a vine cage in her usual clothes.
"Yeah. Welcome home, Aletta, so..."
"Yes. I bought it right. And Shea's share. Do you want to eat now?
Answer Sarah's gaze with anticipation and Aletta lifts the cage to show.
"Yeah, please"
"Well, so am I."
To the words, all the sisters snort.
All I had this evening was the hardened bread and water I had left at home, the cheese alone and I hadn't eaten anything lok.
I've been up and working ever since, and I've been hungry.
"Well, I'll have it ready soon, because I got a treat from the master, and I'll serve it with you, too"
Aletta smiles at the words, relying on dim cantera lights to go to the cooking area and prepare.
Then I often wait.
"Thank you for waiting. I've taken a vessel."
With a simple wooden vessel, time for a slightly slower meal began when Aletta returned.
Sarah and Shea, the first thing in line before the two of them was something round wrapped in thin paper.
"Yeah, it's a mench cutlet sandwich on Doyo Day after all"
"Uh, what's this?
The reaction of the two people who saw that wrapping paper is the opposite, while Sarah, who is accustomed to eating, takes off the wrapping paper as a delight, against Shea, who puts her neck on food she has never seen before.
The moment I peel the wrapping paper, what drifts is inhaling the scent of a unique sauce and bumping it.
What spreads when worn is the flavour of a sauce mixed with acidity and spiciness, flavoured in dark eyes.
The freshly fried menthikatsu doesn't have the same texture and heat that burns through the mouth.
Instead, however, the sauce, which is so stained that the garment turns black, spills over and mixes with the greasy gravy of the fine hiccups flavoured with spices.
It is the cabbage and apparently leafy vegetables that are sandwiched together that give that flavor a light texture and a vegetable flavor.
These come together and dissolve in your mouth with the flavor of fine white bread.
"Wow... this is delicious"
That's how Shea starts to imitate Sarah eating, even with her mouth in her hand, and circles her eyes to its flavor.
Unknown dish for Shea, but its dishes combined with spices and fine meat and bread were certainly delicious.
(... Could this also be with that cookie where it came from?
I remember that question because of its flavour.
Bread and cookies that pinch this meat have absolutely nothing in common, but only one thing in common: 'It tastes very sophisticated'.
Another public destination for Aletta. Isn't that also where Shea's favorite cookie comes from?
"Oh, and this is an ice treat called a sorbet made from a fruit called watermelon."
With that in mind, Aletta prepares a sorbet, anticipating that Shea quickly finished her menthicut sandwich, just like Sarah.
A silver bottle, a demonic prop borrowed from the store owner. Dim in it. Hard to tell in this room, but pink ice with strong redness.
It has a crisp texture, however cool it may be on a cool night, but it's hardly dissolved in the middle of summer.
Serve it in a wooden vessel brought from the kitchen and serve with a spoon.
"Go ahead. I've had it too, but it's delicious"
Smile and recommend it to both of you.
"Sorbet? I've had it before..."
"Ice treats? You even serve a lot of elaborate stuff, huh?
The two of them are not too surprised while receiving the vessel.
It's not so unusual to make ice by magic in the middle of summer, crushing it and eating it with sugar, honey and fruit juice.
Although only a small part of the wealthy, such as the aristocracy, can speak of it, the two are included in a small part of it.
"... yeah, that's totally different"
"Right. This is delicious."
But take a sip and turn in your thoughts. It was delicious. than anything I've eaten before.
It's ice confectionery made by freezing watermelon unknown fruits that you two don't know about. That's good.
But compared to this sorbet, the ice treat we both knew was just 'juice of fruit just frozen and cold'.
Thin, finely shredded, feather-light sorbet ice melts away softly in your mouth.
What remains in your mouth is intense cold sweetness.
Leaving that sweetness behind, the juice goes through his throat to moisturize and soothe the heat of the night, which is still hot.
"Um, how about...?
Aletta asks the two of them, worried that it didn't fit their mouths a bit, to their initial reaction.
The answer is, I'm not coming home.
It just sounds shaky and the sound of two people eating a sorbet in a vessel.
"Oh, in such a hurry!
Aletta stops by noticing the failure she made earlier, but it's too late.
"" Here we go! "
Suddenly punches through the head, a stabbing pain.
Unexpectedly, we both hold our heads together.
"Are you all right? Well, that's what happens when you eat all at once."
To Aletta, who says in an orgy way, the two look at each other.
"" Um, can I get a replacement...?
They hammered their voices like sisters and demanded another drink.