Tilea’s Worries

I received a call from my friend and future lover, Remilia. He said that everything was important.

Heh heh, is that an important story - what is it? Confession of love, I guess.

What a floating time there was.

What a surprise if you come to the place designated by Mr. Remilia! There were a lot of people gathered besides Mr. Remilia. From adventurous to guard-like people, they all remember ants in their arms. This is definitely not a sweet confession of love.

When I walked into the room, they stared at me. The pain in everyone's piercing gaze. The pain.

Remilia, what a misplaced place you called me ~.

Oh, I can't stay. Anyway, let's sit in an empty seat somewhere. When I briefly met Mr. Remilia, I sat down in the empty seat for a moment.

Ugh, I'm nervous. What's about to start?

Observe the perimeter. There are four tables for four people in the room, two to three sitting at each table. There are ten members gathered, all of them as if they were monogamous or bigamous.

Except me, of course. All those people were waiting for Mr. Remilia with tingling and nervousness.

And a few moments after I sit down, Mr. Remilia coughs up with Cohon. Looks like we're starting the conversation.

"You've all come a long way. I've got someone I can absolutely trust gathered here tonight."

Mr. Remilia's majestic voice......

Oh, Mr. Remilia, I'm glad you put your full trust in me. Well, aside from me, there are other members I trust...

"May I have a moment before then? How can that absolute trust be such a joke to him?

Muscle muscle Dharma points at me and accuses me.

Damn it! What is that way of saying it! It's true, but there's a way of saying it! This mustache muscle Dharma - it's like I've seen this guy somewhere...

"Stop saying that! Tyrea is my best friend."

"What's wrong with calling amateurs here because you're my best friend?"

"Tyrea can't fight, but she's useful in intelligence. What do you compare to? The report is coming. Let me explain your ugliness in the demon dog riots ahead!

"Ugh, that's... that's enough"

"Right. Then shut up without complaining!

Hey, hey, hey, hey!

The mustache muscle Dharma couldn't say anything more to Mr. Remilia's sharp words, and he pulled back.

"Before we get to the point, I don't think we all know each other. Introduce yourself first."

A man with muscles rises mightily to Mr. Remilia's words.

"I'm Ryden Jaft. He is deputy director of the Second Regiment of the National Army. Earlier demonic raids were surrounded by the comfort of surrounding Umbrella nations."

Oh, there's someone from some amazing background out there. I was wondering if you could stop by the store next time. I want to promote it as a store for awesome adventurers and awesome military men with mu and two billboards.

That's how Mr. Ryden talks about his background all the way through, and now a wizard-type luxurious young man stands up.

"My name is Moss Denver. I'm a member of the National Magician Corps. For once, I am aiming for a court magician."

This is another amazing elite. The magicians? He must be a graduate of the School of Magic and a senior at Tim's. Next time, I want Tim to lecture me on my mind as a wizard or something.

And then Mr. Moss completes his introduction and introduces himself clockwise. They all belonged to such prestigious institutions as the Guard and the Alliance.

What an amazing face. Because even that little stinky muscle mustache Dharma is a B-ranked adventurer and looks awesome.

The more I ask, the more I'm here, right? Is that a mismatch? He said there's just a cook out there in the battle group...

In a swirl of suspicion, he is introduced to himself in turn.

And - Whoa, the girl's next.

A red dot, except for me and Mr. Remilia. She has blonde hair rolls and is a daughter like a lady. The proportions are good, and this is adorable.

"My name is Rosetta Pratoline. I am a gastronomic adventurer (gourmet hunter). The rank is D, but I'll try to reach the S-rank any day."

"Hey. No way, you, are you from that big noble Rosetta family?

"Yeah, Rosetta Stru is my father"

"Come on, you're lying! Why would a lady like that do an adventurer?

Listening to Miss Platrine introduce herself, the outfield makes a scene.

Hey, you're a rich lady.

Yeah, it's really classy and the stand-up is graceful. Something reminiscent of some animated rival rich lady.

"Hehe, because of the environment I grew up in, I was twice as tough on gastronomy as I was on people, and I was no longer satisfied with the dishes of other people who were just talented. Therefore, I had no choice but to act as a gastronomic adventurer (gourmet hunter) myself. It's called force majeure."

What a disgusting attitude. But I'm jealous. I also wanted to try adventures and stuff for all sorts of ingredients if I had the strength.

"Heh, you've done a great deal of cooking. I'm jealous of the rich man's morality when he's risking his life doing adventurers."

Muscle mustache Dharma makes tea again. Damn, you annoying bastard. Especially I can't forgive you for making fun of the food.

"Phew, such slander is already octopus in my ear. Why are people like you wearing adventurers so uninterested in food? There's nothing out there."

"Naturally. If you eat meals, you're good! It's good, but it's bad. It's rich luxury. Gastronomic Adventurer? Ha, that kind of play makes me laugh at adventurers!

"Have you, then, had an adventure in the cold?

"Naturally. Instead of the cold, the nest with winged dragons creeping from near the rolling estuary of the magma, and more or less dangerous places, went around. This is what a real adventurer looks like."

"So of course, 'Gachare' was always ready for the adventure, right?

"Oh, without that, other ingredients freeze quickly in the cold. If you're an adventurer, it's common sense."

"Hehe, it's good to have an adventure." Gachare is something I discovered and improved. "

"Become!?"

"Anything that scorns food is scorned by food. Can you still say you can neglect food and adventure?

"Come on!"

Once again, muscle mustache Dharma pushes silence. The more you open your mouth, the more small things you expose. I wish I'd stopped it already......

Still, did that kid discover 'Gachare'? That's amazing, isn't it? It can be used for refrigerants, as well as to taste dishes. It also has a wide variety of flavors and a wide range of uses. The discovery of that ingredient is a revolution for cooks. How much of an area of flavor has been expanded by that discovery.

When I was firmly impressed with Miss Platrine's words, it was my turn to introduce them at some point.

I'm nervous about something.

Absolutely seen with weird eyes. But the race has already been waved. I just have to do it.

"Uh, it's Tilea. I run a restaurant on West Street. Gentlemen, if you like, give it a try."

It's usually like advertising the store.

Everyone reacts…….

Oh, why are you here? I have suspicious eyes like that.

"Oh, I wonder if there was a restaurant on West Street."

Whoa, Miss Platrine just reacted. That's a gastronomic adventurer (gourmet hunter).

"It just opened last month. I guarantee the flavour."

"Hmm, so what's the specialty dish (recommended) of the store?

"Everything. Japanese-Chinese."

"... well, you can go if you like."

What, that completely unexpected reaction! Ukki! Look, I'm gonna impress you with my dishes like Azio.

Then, at the end of everyone's introduction, Mr. Remilia cuts out the main point of this gathering.

"Nothing else has brought us together this time. One is the search for an Ortizio demon who attacked me and wiped out the security forces."

Guru! Here it comes, here it comes. After all, is this the case? I had a bad feeling about it earlier, but I got it all wrong. Well, I was expecting to talk about something because I gathered all these hard guys...

Huh - just to be clear, Orr's case is also a misunderstanding. It's harmless to be alone......

But I can't tell you. If I told you, Ol would be imprisoned for obstruction of justice. And I'm under arrest for sheltering Orr, too.

When it came to the search for the Ortizio Demons, I was asked by Master Remilia to investigate them in advance.

Mr. Ryden stands up and explains.

"Okay, Ryden, report back to me."

"Ha. We surveyed the Wang capital, and all the way to the surrounding countries, and there were six people with Ortizio names, all of them only human beings. I also checked with Remilia, the only one who knows her face, so I think she's someone else with the same name."

"Right. I had a different face when I checked too. You haven't heard anything new since then, have you?

"Yes, I am truly sorry"

"No, fine. You've done well."

Oh, it will, won't it? Because there's no such thing as an Ortizio. Only a rich Taoist son is there.

Ah! Didn't I? Some people with the same last name were in Wang Du, right? Anyway, I hope Ol ends up talking about someone else as well. Looks like Mr. Remilia remembers his face.

"Tyrea, do you have any information?

"What!? Oh yeah..."

"Whatever. I want you to tell me something trivial."

What am I gonna do? I don't know what to say...... and I have no choice. It's a little forceful, but why don't you gobble up the fake information?

"Oh, oh, yeah. Speaking of which, I remember. The demon who attacked Mr. Remilia, but I don't think it's called Ortizio."

"No, I did hear that in these ears."

"But that's when Mr. Remilia was badly hurt, wasn't it? I must have misheard you."

"Oh, that's not true... it should, maybe"

"You know, I don't remember anything. Actually, there was a suspicious person in the store who saw Pistaccio."

"Pistaccio!

Mr. Remilia is surprised. Do you think we can keep going with all this momentum?

"Dear Remilia, it does sound similar. Isn't it more plausible to attack that line than a search by the name of Ortizio is difficult?

Mr. Ryden shoots back at me. Good, do more.

"Mmm, it's true that I was unconscious then. All right, everybody, help me search for someone named Pistaccio."

"" Ha. "

Look, good. I managed to deceive him.

Still, Ol has the same name. Well, the Orr family is a great nobleman, and maybe they have plenty of branches.

I guess it's a place of peace of mind first. Later, if you let Ol refrain from going out, he'll be sedated in time.

Is this the end of Mr. Remilia's story? No, it looks like we still have something to talk about to see how Mr. Remilia is doing. Hmm, speaking of which, my throat was sore in a lengthy debate. Looks like there's a kitchen in this room, and I'll make you all some tea.

"Um, Mr. Remilia, we've also had a paragraph in the debate and would you like to take a break? I'll make you some tea."

"Right. Tyrea, help me."

"No."

I asked Mr. Remilia subtly, "You can do your chores. You're smart." Appeal and head to the kitchen.

Find tea, tea, and kitchen cabinets.

And......

Oh, you have Mable's fruit! And Laurel's Shizuku.

Come on, I've got a good idea. Miss Platrine, try your arm. I put in a little hidden flavor. I wonder if you'll notice.

I'll make tea for the number of people.

I'll show you my professional moves. I also have a knack for making tea. Celsius temperatures, and when it's time to add tea leaves, the delicacy jumps dramatically.

Boil fresh water first. When the bubbles come out, pour in the right amount of tea leaves and boiling water. Cover immediately and steam according to the size of the tea leaves. When the time comes, gently stir the leaves to wake them.

At this time, Mable's fruit gives the most flavor, so the point is to add Laurel's Shizuku at this time.

After that, pour the thickness evenly to the last drop and it's done.

Uh-huh, the fragrant scent tickles my nasal cavity. Mable's fruit and Laurel's Shizuku produce exquisite harmony. I'm good inside.

I'm going to finish prepping and give everyone a fragrant Mable tea.

"Go ahead, Mr. Remilia"

"Uhm, that smells good"

No, you smell better.

"Go ahead."

"Well, I liked the booze."

This muscle mustache Dharma, I'll kill you!

And when you distribute it to everyone all the way, the next step is Miss Platrine, who is destiny.

"Go ahead."

"Thanks."

Come on, Miss Platrine, it's a battle. Miss Platrine usually drinks. From time to time, the trick of drinking while enjoying the fragrance is the nobility itself.

"Phew, you know quite well."

"Say?

"Laurel's Shizuku, I didn't think you'd notice"

Shit, did you notice that? But that's just what I want to say. I only put one Shizukuishi in it...

"But it would be better to add the balsamic fruit anyway. It tastes better with tannins."

Mmm! I did think so at first too...

That's what makes cooks cry, isn't it? It's too unbalanced for cooking.

"If you suck at balbalbale fruit, the scent will fly..."

"That depends on the cook's arm. I could have done it."

"Yes, you tell me. Wow, I could have done it if I meant it."

"Then do it from the beginning."

"Mmm! I'm telling you, if you think that's my strength, it's a big mistake."

"Well, you can say anything with your mouth alone."

"Okay, fine. Fight, fight me in the cooking."

"Oh, you think you can beat me. I have more arms than a royal chef."

"Even I..."

"You guys, stop fighting!

"Yes, because, Remilia, this blonde butterfly is obsessed..."

"Hey, who's the blonde gurgle! My hair has its origins..."

"Come on! The break is over. Get to the point."

Hey, hey, hey, I pissed off Mr. Remilia. Reflection.

Okay, well, what's next on the agenda?

But I'm done with the ol' thing, and after that, it's easy. In the meantime, I'll hold off with a tea rinse.

"The demonic invasion of our country is now underway in secret"

Oh, really?

Suddenly Mr. Remilia's preemptive jab. Everyone is listening carefully. Another demonic raid? It's Kuwabula, Kuwabula.

"You can think of royalty, guild, Kingsguard, every institution falling into the hands of the Demons"

"Ya still are? The discomfort I experienced back in King's Capital is truly..."

"Oh, you're right. The members here are made up of those who were not in the king's capital in the fold of the demonic King's capital raid, and those who recently gathered in the king's capital. Other than that, I can no longer trust you."

Hmm!? I was in Wangdu during the Kingdu raid...

"Oh, that Remilia, I'm sorry to break your hips on the story, but I've been in King's Capital since the demonic raid..."

"Tyrea, the common man, is fine. That's what I'm saying about the Alliance, the security forces, and other combat units. Besides, my best friend, Tyrea, trusts me the most."

"Mr. Remilia!

- Not if you're in love. Something started bothering the people around me. "I knew the captain was..." or "The guild captain is still..."

Hey, I have a bad feeling about this.

"Everybody off! Yes. As you expected, all public sector executives have been taken by the Demons and changed. Vampires were also sneaking in my security forces. I also tried to find a mastermind to manipulate the vampires, but one more breath left me harmed."

"So what's the clue..."

"Yes! I was screaming the name of the Lord when vampires hurt themselves"

"Oh, so what's your name?

"All I could hear in my selfless obsession was fragments, but I died screaming 'Long live Eddie somehow'"

My best secret (taboo) is a little broken. And the Alliance? The National Army? Edim, how long have you been hunted down!

Bubba, Bubba! This is a crime for which there is no excuse. If you find out, Edim and I will always have a definite neck.