The Struggle of Returning to The Other World

Mr. O'Turand then immediately returned to the royal palace.

I will remain in the fixer and drop off Mr. O'Turand.

When he was gone, your husbands would ask you to dig for root leaves, but that ended in worry. Rather, he treats me with the same attitude as before. Do you really mean to wait for me to tell you more, even though you should have a lot more to ask?

I was wondering if I would be weirdly distracted or cared for, so I appreciate it.

And at the same time, I was sorry.

The business was closed that night.

It was your husband's suggestion that we could have a day like that once in a while, and suddenly we were going to throw a little party just for ourselves. I'm sorry, regular guy who always comes. But I've never seen anything like it, so I'm pretty happy.

My prized cook husband and his wife prepare a treat with more on their arms.

Potato soup stuffed with meat from shiitake mushrooms, and something like quiche. Salad with plenty of fresh herbs and stewed chicken tomatoes on the main. Just because I and Senna are here today, they even prepared dessert.

A bunch of delicious looking dishes lined up at the table! Me and Senna are having a big time together.

Surround the table with you and me and Senna and toast.

It's a different world, and I was wondering if I could try alcohol for a little while, but I'm going to make it a big cup of tea here. Tea commonly consumed in this world is easy to drink because it is herbal tea and not so much wax. When I get back to the original world, I want to try to recreate the tea by looking for very similar herbs.

"Oh, delicious alcohol for delicious food. That's great!

Senna tipped her glass of alcohol in a good mood. By the way, she's a bootlegger as she looks.

"But all of a sudden, what's wrong? It's unusual for a couple of working people to leave the store."

Your husband answers Senna's question with a smile.

"Hey, come to think of it, I don't think you've had anything like this welcoming party since the two of you started working for us. I wish I could tell you how grateful I am for your help all the time."

"That's right. So don't hesitate, eat more and more."

"Wow, thank God. Hey, Halka."

"Yes!"

For me, this fixer is my second home. Rather, emotionally, this is the best siege.

Returning to the original world will never forget this fixer and his wife. Of course, about Mr. Senna. With that in mind, I'm not sure. Maybe I can also thank you for this re-summons. I don't know who it is, but thanks for giving me a happy time.

In the end, the party lasted until late that night.

Ask your husband and your father how they got to know each other and how they opened the store.

Speaking of which, she also told me about Senna's type of preference. Oh, my God, she likes so-called "muscles". It was refreshing to finally solve the mystery I've always wondered why a young woman like Senna decided to work in this store.

By the way, if you ask him why he was in love with Noel in an image far from Macchio, is he a special frame? Besides, Noel should actually have a pretty good body with seemingly thin lines, says Senna. I see, it has been conveyed that there is an unparalleled commitment to muscles.

Besides, if you ask if the magician type is ever in a special frame, it is "impossible" about it. Good luck, Mr. Corey.

The next day's sales became more thriving than usual.

This fixer, who has never suddenly closed a store before, finally didn't flip a "in preparation" bill last night. So the regulars who worried about what had happened pushed me the next day. Today was the trend to make sure that they were open safely, and that they were going to have lunch as they were.

It was a new customer base that accelerated the crowd even further.

What stands out are the young soldiers of the Royal Palace.

There were few young customers in our store, where the muscle Dharma old men were the main regular, because they would get carried away by them. But for a few days now, even a few young soldiers came to the store as a group.

Some of them were young people who bought me the first time I went to the Royal Palace to sell lunches.

His name is Seddle, and he's totally our good at lunch. When I thanked him for his first visit, he put his head on like it was lit.

"I've been having a hard time buying lunches lately, and I can't stand it. Is it like addiction? And I wanted to try the warm, freshly made dishes here."

"I wanted to come to the store once too, so I'm glad this guy invited me to come. After all, the rice here is great."

"I would be glad if you managed to increase the number of lunches you bring to the Royal Palace. There are too many people who want to buy these days and it's been a battle."

The only vibrant interaction between the woes and fellow citizens is just the young and full of freshness. Yeah, nice! Young man, nice!

The regular folks at the clerk who don't seem to be amused that I'm playing with the youngsters like that are forced to take a sip of water and say, "Water change!," he said, "and you don't even order anymore." Menu chart me! "and it gets tangled up. Well, it's something cute because it's to the point of being a little obstinate.

It is another new arrival that is definitely worse than that.

Even the same old men have come to the store these days with bad galas.

If you think that's all this shop is getting liked by a wide range of customers, I think it's a matter of patience. Still, as far as I'm concerned, it's time for a limit.

For example, do it. Cooking is slow, but there is a lot of noise, or you can offer alcohol that you don't serve during the day. When crowded, they try to interrupt the line of people waiting for their seats, and if they pay close attention, they run out violently backwards. Sometimes the other regular people who feel good praise me, but every time it becomes a fuss on the verge of brawling.

Everywhere, there are troubled people.

Your husband and your husband are burning their hands, but even if they rot, it is difficult to get out of here too strongly. For once, although I tried to talk to the team's greats about lunch delivery at the end of the day, to the extent that I made a little noise at the city's restaurant, oral caution seems to be at stake. And even more annoying is that occasionally when the captain comes to the store to eat, there is a small group of people who eat quietly about their seats and just go home.

Hopefully the young people who started coming by because of this and the other customers' legs won't go far.

If I had managed to worry about something like that, it turns out I had the fiercest unexpectedly.

At one point, the Gala Evil soldiers still came to the store, as usual.

Soon your husband will come out of the kitchen and take my place and customer service.

Their opening best dialogue is "Bring the same dish you ordered last week".

With so many customers coming to the store every day, there's no way I can remember what these guys ordered. In the first place, these guys came to the store yesterday and all day. I still remember what I ordered yesterday, but I can't believe I ordered last week! After all, these guys just want to get tangled up in our fixer. I don't know if it's stressful or what on a daily basis, but how can a soldier of the Royal Palace serve such a character breaker?

"Sir, I'm sorry..."

Your husband tried to apologize in a low position, and the men's eyes just glowed. Come quickly or the usual disgust.

"Sir, let's take your place"

And, at that time, Shizuku and Senna appeared.

Senna should have been there today to deliver her lunch to the royal palace, but she's been judging me as quickly as she thinks. He also seemed to hear me interact with the men today, floating a nickel sales smile, while quickly pulling a slip from your husband.

"Thank you, Sir, for your order. The customer is a boiled beef liquor set meal, and the two of you are a pig spice roasted set meal. It is crowded in the store right now, can you please note that we have time to prepare it?

What. Senna, I remember ordering these guys!?

The men also looked up at Senna like they had eaten face to face, but one of them got back on his feet early and had just eaten at Senna.

"Well, can you wait like that, this one's falling out on the way to work!

"I apologize for being so lefty. I'd love to see you again."

"What, are you trying to kick out a customer?!?

"There is no such thing. I'm not going to bother you in a hurry."

"I didn't say no to the other guys like that, and you didn't take that long!

"In some cases, we can serve it as soon as possible. However, the customer seems to be very concerned about your time from time to time, so I was wondering if I should tell you in advance."

"Whatever, just bring it!

"I'm afraid it will be a nuisance to the customers around you, so could you hold the volume a little longer?"

Ugh, do you want to go after him further, Senna?

"This is my earthquake, no one's complaining about me!

"I'm afraid so, but please refrain from any conversations between visitors in the store. Please help us create a store that is comfortable for you."

"You."

An exasperated man thrust Mr. Senna.

The act itself is a hell of an outrage, and I don't have the shoulders of this stupid man, but I think that was a soft touch for it. Even if it's noisy, I'm just a little cautious, I guess I couldn't do what I wanted.

But.

"Ahhh!

Mr. Senna blew up momentum.

I blew it up, or I think it looked like it blew itself up.

And he fell flashy as it was, hitting his head on the corner of the table.

"Mr. Senna!

"Senna!

Senna nodded with her head as the store shrugged. "Ouch......" squeals powerlessly, so do those stupid men.

Senna, who stood up even as she glanced, had put together an aura that was unspeakable in words.

The other customers who tried to lend a hand are also stepping back to Senna's angry aura.

Senna slowly walked over to the men.

"… Customer"

"Hih."

"Violence is troubling"

A compelling grin, unspeakable or not, sticks to his face.

"Thank you for your interest in discussing this matter with your respective supervisors."

"That's tyranny. I guess I just pushed my arm lightly."

"You may appeal to the police officer to the effect that you have been harmed. Dear Dan-Weeb, 1st Squad. Dear Leck-Heather of the Fifth Squad. Dear Tet-Lankan of the Seventh Squad,"

Did you even look up your name and affiliation?

Now it was time for the men to cease and look at each other with their blue faces.

It is the victory of Senna.

The men threw up the throw-up dialogue as it was and jumped out of the store.

The other customers who were watching the store, they just told me to keep an eye on things.

Mr. Senna was showing off her victorious guts pose with both hands up.

Gala, the bad guys are banned from entering and leaving our store.

And since then, it has become an implicit understanding that the number one human being in this store must never be offended is Senna.