The Other World Dining Hall (WN)

In the morning, Aletta jumped in surprise at the noise, which suddenly rang, and then became confused.

I don't know where I am anymore.

It's too superior for a comfortable sleep, stretches and contracts,

Soft futon laid on a sleeping bed made of iron bars in clothes that suck perfectly on the body.

None of it was something Aletta didn't remember when she was just woken up.

(Yeah, this is...)

If I was thinking about remembering it, the shitty noise I'd been sounding stops.

When I realized that and saw those who were making noises, there was a sleeping saki there as well.

"Oh dear. Did you sleep well?

Saki, a little bit of a sleeping habit, laughed and listened, and finally Aletta remembers yesterday.

(Oh, well. Since yesterday, they told me to stay here the night I worked...)

Since yesterday, I've been advised to stay here on Doyo night.

Recently, the number of guests has increased, and there are some busy different world dining rooms.

In relation to the use of doors that appear in different parts of the world, both what you seek and when you come are fragmented.

That's why it's not uncommon to be busy all morning and all night.

Still, there is a time when the customer's legs are cut off.

At such a time, the store owner decides to do the store partition himself, including customer service, and gives the two of them who are entrusted with customer service a break.

When the busy hours go on all the time, one person at a time takes turns, but the roughly noontime treat-seeking guests leave,

Much leisure time is available between the arrival of guests who come for a drink in the evening.

And in that case, the two of them, who are also girls of their age, take a break and tell a little story.

And what we talked about at this time was the residence of each of us.

"Oh, so you're usually a maid, or you work like a housekeeper?

Hayaki talks intimately with Aletta, who has been completely unraveling lately.

Hayaki really likes Aletta for her hard work and serious work.

"Yes. I'm taking care of an adventurer named Sarah at her house, and I'm entrusted with cleaning, laundry, and managing the house.

I'm getting a decent meal, and I'm grateful to Sarah for hiring a demon like me. "

"I see. When you say Sarah, you're the one who always asks for a mensch cutlet."

"Yes. Now I'm away saying I'm going to look for a little treasure, but all sorts of travelers and halflings have asked me where this store has its doors, and I'm here to see how things are going."

"Oh well. So you live alone now? Are you all right?

Hayaki asks unexpectedly, knowing the freedom and loneliness of going into college and living away from his family.

"Yes. Even when Sarah is not here, Mr. Shea will come to see you every seven days,

Fortunately, the Mansion also has a bandit shelter to keep treasures from being stolen, so it's ok......

After working here, I'm a little scared when I go home alone from out of town.

Because it's midnight. "

To that inquiry, Aletta says, recalling when she was sleeping shaking in the cold in ruins, and then remembering a little scare of everyday life.

Sometimes that neighborhood is due to the demonic clan getting rampant and ruined, but the undead kind comes out.

Fortunately, the mighty kind of Reis that curses and kills people just because they meet is exorcised as soon as they appear in the hands of priests who believe in many gods in the king's capital, so Aletta sees no power to attack people, Ghost,

Wild bastards in ruins. Dead poor people changed, to the extent of a thin, slow moving zombie,

Still a little scary when I see it in the middle of the night.

But I can't complain because I didn't have much of a bandit, and before I was hired here again, nobody complained about sleeping in ruins.

Hayaki, on the other hand, was unintentionally stunned by Aletta.

I'm smiling, but I think it's a very disturbing statement.

"Wait a minute. I mean, what? When you're done here, you mean you're walking home from the ruins out of town?

"Yes, it's a little dark and hard to walk, but I'm used to not having the lights..."

Asahi asks herself in a more hurry to Aletta's words, which she feels less in crisis.

"No, no, no. It's not safe. Look, morons and perverts... and look, what happens when you get out of a robbery or something"

I don't know what kind of different world this girl lives in, but I don't even think it's as secure as Japan.

I don't think it's safe for a girl my age to walk alone at night.

"It's okay. I'm used to it, and no one ever attacks me."

Aletta laughs off such a concern for Hayashi.

Born in the countryside, it's relatively rare in the Wang capital, a demon tribe that doesn't know what strange powers it has, and then there's no one to target Aretta who doesn't look too good.

That's what Aletta believed.

"What are you talking about... Aletta, you're so cute, you have to be more careful"

Early Hayaki on the other hand becomes unnecessarily worried about Aletta's attitude like that.

I only know what Aletta looks like after working out here, but I think she's pretty cute.

At least bad adults can't be after you, not us.

"Anyway, I'll talk to my uncle."

That's how Hayaki explained Aletta's homecoming situation during the day… The girl's night walk was dangerous, so Hayaki and the shop owner told her to go even if she stayed in a temporary sleeping room on the third floor the night after work.

"Well, I'll be ready for breakfast, so Aletta, wait here. There's this guy who's been telling me if I'm staying here for a long time."

Hayaki smiles at Aletta, dressed in dark blue trousers and shirt after taking off her sleeping rolls, and leaves the hypnotic room.

I blurted it off, Aletta looks softly out.

Beyond the planks of clear glass, there was a strange world.

On a path laid with red stones, there is a true-square box-like building.

Probably one of these many buildings.

No one is still walking because of the early hours of the morning, something quiet, but still the feeling boils down that this is a different world.

(I wonder what's going on out here?

Just remember to be a little interested in that. Softly reach for the window and be inhibited by something like an invisible wall.

According to the shop owner, the entire building is subjected to various sorceries by the shop owner's aunt and the regular staff of this shop.

Apparently one of them has a magic trick that doesn't let anything from the Aretta's world out of the building.

Anything was because people in this world didn't know to say that there was a different world from the one in which they lived, and if they left, they would make a fuss.

(Well, you can't help it, can you? Demons)

After touching the horns, which grew on his ears, and laughing bitterly, which is a testament to the demons, he dresses himself in clothes he is used to wearing.

I bought it using the pay I got, a little rubbed off, but my favorite clothes.

Just for a moment when I change into it, it's my favorite that I seem to have become a normal human girl, not a demon tribe that I'm afraid of and hated.

Outside, the noise of a wake-up shopkeeper cooking in a small kitchen on the third floor sounds comfortable.

(I wonder if you call this happiness...)

I thought about that and laughed again.

"Ooh, good morning. You're going to eat in the morning, aren't you? Just give me a minute. Hayaki's out with Kimura-san."

When I get dressed and go outside, the shopkeeper looks back and tells Aletta as she cooks her eggs in a frying pan.

"Grab it, is it?

When asked wondering where he had gone early in the morning like this, the shopkeeper nodded and answered one without stopping his hand.

"Ooh, Kimura-san... it's the shop where you bread me, but I had to eat croissants that I baked first thing that morning.

They heard from the guys who occasionally stay at our house on weekdays.

... No, Kimura-san and I haven't had this croissant in a long time. When I was in high school, I used to buy a light belly in front of my part-time job. "

Serve for three, remembering a little nostalgic memory.

Plain omelet with cheese and salad. Then a cafe ole full of milk.

If the protagonist is a croissant, you should keep the others light.

"I'm home. I bought it."

Just as the store owner finishes the dishes, Hayaki returns.

From the paper bag he is holding, a fragrant scent emerges, and Aletta unwittingly holds her stomach down.

"All right, do you want to mesh that then? Come wash your hands, both of you."

As such, it was time to eat.

"I'll have it."

Aletta also offers another prayer of gratitude as she hears the overlapping voices offering prayers for concise meals in different worlds.

"O God of the devil tribe who watches over us. Thank you for your grace today."

I am blessed.

Nature and words come out if you think so.

As such, he reaches out to a sumptuous meal in the morning.

The most prominent was the unusual form of bread that Saki had bought earlier.

It was dark wheat. It was shaped like a three-day moon.

Hasn't it been that long since I baked it again, it seems it's still warm, and it smells like butter.

(... let's eat this one last time)

Aletta decides to eat the other dishes first, when she's a little out of control to eat them.

Slightly lay down a silver fork on a soft yellow egg-grilled, plumply swollen area and cut.

When cut, the thickened, milky cheese floods out and zeros onto the plate.

Gently plush it with an egg stabbed in the fork and carry it to your mouth.

Aletta doesn't think and smiles, as soft as it looks, of the flavour of the torn cheese and the eggs seasoned with just a little salt and pepper spread through her mouth.

Next, reach for the salad served on the side of the egg roll.

Salad mixed with thinly chopped leafy vegetables and curuts, light and white, hung with the sauce used when cooking fish.

The touch of a crisp vegetable involves a slight egg flavour and sour sauce, where the sweetness of the vegetables is added, of raw caluto.

Enjoy its toothpaste and flavor while sipping soup full of soft-boiled vegetables.

After enjoying the flavors of catfish soup and crumbling vegetables in his mouth, where the flavors of meat and vegetables blend in, Aletta finally reaches out to croissants, the main bread of the day.

The three-day moon-shaped, strangely shaped croissant is a bit stiff and fragile.

When held in the hand, warmth comes from the hand indicating that it is freshly baked, warming the hand.

Feeling its warmth, Aletta scowls the croissant.

(Oh, this looks like pie...?

To the touch I felt in the first bite, Aletta reminded me of the Flying Pappy treat.

One of the treats according to the number of times counted and the favor of the store manager was this tactile one.

A saggy touch, stacked with a number of thin and strong membranes.

It immediately tasted sweet like a treat when I was pie, but the croissant has nothing sweeter than the slightest sweetness of the bread.

Instead comes the flavor of cucumber, salt and butter.

There is a fragrant aroma of freshly baked bread from the white and soft layers, as opposed to the crisp touch of the outer layers.

The bread called croissant was a full treat on its own.

Hmm, exhale one and drink sweet cafe ole.

With more sugar and milk, the cafe ole is stained with just a little bitterness.

"Are you there? There are three of them, and I bought more."

"Yes!"

Aletta answers Saki's subsequent inquiries well.

So happy Sunday time passed slowly.