Transition to Another World, Landmines Included

"Hmm, you two.... Not bad."

It was a fat aunt who greeted us with a job offer. Maybe 50 is over.

... No, what do you think? The age of foreigners, and people from different worlds, is difficult to measure. A woman who looks at least that much out of my eyes.

"You heard the terms, right?

"Yes."

"So do you want to work today? I don't get paid, but I'm gonna rent you dinner and a room, okay?

"So please"

Otherwise, it is a wild boarding decision.

"Later...... yeah, I can take the holidays in advance, but in that case they pay the rent and the meals. After work, you're free to sell, but don't forget to pay when you get a guest at our inn."

"I won't do it!

Why would an aunt in this world want to let her prostitute herself immediately?

... No, I don't even know.

The inn service in this world can also be a whore, and even in Japan, until the Edo period or so, it seems like he was normally in the Inn in Inn in Inn Town.

Besides, I can't save any money if my wage is 100 rare a day, so I can nod that I have to do it without such a side job.

I can snort, but whether we do that or not is a different matter.

If I were to become a whore, I'd be out of town hunting demons for some recklessness, and that month I'd be dying with my tongue on.

- No, you don't. Don't be more ghostly than me and kill demons, absolutely. That's all I have.

I didn't choose that because I can still afford to consider the danger to my life. I don't think I'd hesitate if I really couldn't afford it.

But if you can, you want to take steps safely, right?

Like that, the first day of our otherworldly lives is over.

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You said, "Day 1 of life in the other world is over," right?

That's a lie!

It was tighter from there to bed. The tea was exhausting.

As a job, I imagined a waitress in a restaurant, but this world doesn't have good guest manners anyway.

I don't hesitate to touch my butt at all, and a lot of guys try to 'buy' us.

Of course, I said no immediately.

"How about 3,000? ♪ Or are you licking?

No, I'm not selling it for how much, but when I can give it a cheap price, that pisses me off.

Really, I was thankful to be taught [physical surgery] that month.

I couldn't have stumbled upon everything like that month, but I could have prevented most of it.

But over time, I was afraid that the face of the month I was floating my sales smile would get more and more faceless.

I was wondering what time the elbow of the month would be slapped into the man's face.

Proven, what is it? Actually.

It looks calm as a chunk (so), and basically (...) it is, and I was weak in the original world, but crossing the line is pretty nasty.

Pretty eggy attack without even changing your expression...... yeah, I'll skip the details though.

Well, it was such a lot of hard work on payroll, but the real trials were waiting for me afterwards.

It's perfectly fine that the room given is that month and the room for two.

The problem is the meal served.

Where I was wary of what kind of meals would come out of poor treatment, what came out was the rest of the dishes I was serving in the store.

I clapped a little, but after thinking about it, all the dishes I serve are big pot dishes, so I don't even need to take the trouble of cooking another dish. I'm a little worried about what happens when it's all sold out, though.

The price of this dish is Rs. 70, the same level of stuff for breakfast and lunch...... if you think of it as Rs. 40 each because it's unlikely to come out, the cost of food alone is Rs. 150 a day.

For this inn, if you stay one night in a room for two people, the price per person is Rs. 400.

A total of 650 rare if you include wages...... It's a little cheap to think about working as a paycheck for a day?

Considering the equivalent of 6,500 yen, the working hours are about 10 hours, and the hourly rate is 650 yen. It's not cheap out of the law either.

No, of course it's cheap, but considering hiring unidentified people, yeah.

Well, didn't you get a job where it's better?

And I thought, until I included the dish in my mouth.

Nanicole.

Is this supposed to be cooking?

Isn't that blasphemous nanica against cooking?

Harassment of us - isn't it? Because I normally put this in the store and the customers usually ate it.

Looking next door, the moon is solidifying with the spoon turned.

Her complexion is slightly bluer and her forehead is sweaty. To see the throat move, he seems desperate not to spit it out.

Honestly, if this comes out in a Japanese restaurant, instead of screaming for a refund, can you win by paying compensation and suing?

But this is a different world.

Eat this or you die.

Because I don't have any money.

The water is...... ok, not tasty but usually drinkable.

When I never breathe willingly, I pinch my nose and pack even the dish, chewing desperately, pouring it in with water.

I don't want to feel the taste.

Repeating it a few times, I let go of my hand, which was exhaling heavily and pinching my nose, when I washed "soot" in my mouth with water, showing off enough fast food to contend for 1 or 2 in my life.

"Ugh!

Oh, shit!

This sucks!

I rush to pinch my nose again.

Because I've been pinching my nose the whole time, or I smell intense.

Yeah, let's breathe with our mouths for the time being.

"Brilliant. Evening."

No, it's like, "Well done. You've defeated the enemy! 'Even if they look like it.

If you look at me objectively, I'm exposing you to something so dumb, right?

"Am I going to have to do that too..."

"If you can stand it, I think you should eat it as it is, but just cutting the smell can only reduce nausea, maybe?

The smell of cooking is important, right?

For example, 'spiciness' is not 'taste' but 'pain', but I pinch my nose and try shoga and I understand that well.

Because it just hurts and it loses any value.

Releasing the hand that was pinching my nose at that time, the flutter and smell stand out and just the pain changes to a completely different 'taste'.

By the way, the opposite is what I have just experienced.

The super unsavory dish turned into a blasphemous nanica by letting go of the hand that was pinching his nose and calling it cuisine.

Is this the culinary abyss?

"That's right. We'll just have to eat, won't we? I don't have any money. I didn't know I had this experience in my life."

That's right. The house was relatively wealthy that month, and at least there shouldn't have been any trouble eating it. If I lived like that.

In the first place, Japan can eat for a small amount of money without even having to be extravagant.

Once upon a time, there were politicians who were criticized for saying, 'The poor eat wheat,' but now if you don't care about the brand, you can buy rice cheaper than wheat.

In particular, that statement seemed to mean 'wheat is good for your health, so if you eat it, you won't get sick, and you won't have to pay for medical care'. He himself was weak and eating wheat.

Conveniently cut off by the press... No, you didn't exactly say 'poor', so conveniently 'translated' and reported.

Is it brown rice now?

Available better than wheat and relatively cheaper.

Unlike 'luxury rice refined with nutritional value', the whole nutritional value remains cheap.

If the food is acceptable, you think it's best.

Now I'm confident that even properly cooked brown rice can be eaten with great joy. Yeah.

Even though it used to be a substitute for white rice, it is now higher than white rice...

- Whoa, the meal was so unsavory, I escaped reality.

I was pinching my horrible nose. When I let go of my hand...... oh, I managed to be okay.

I'm still a little concerned, but it's hard to breathe with your mouth the whole time.

That month, I'm still working on it.

"That month, when you're done eating, you'd better keep your nose stuck for a while, wouldn't you? If I suck, the moment I let go, I'll reverse it."

The moon that snorts while swallowing "Enka" with tears.

Pretty much.

From the month I prefer a delicate flavoring, this dish would be tighter than mine.

I'm trying my best to chew, but it's something I try to swallow fast, so I'm sure it's bad for my stomach. I hope I don't break my stomach.

I'm sure the combo of [stubborn lv.4], [disease resistance] and [poison resistance] will work for you, right?

I'm [stubborn] at level 1, so I'm a little nervous.

... No, no, on second thought, this was a regular dish.

The customers of the store usually eat it, so it shouldn't be a problem except for the taste.

Never, [stubborn] is like [poison resistance] working.

No, right...?

"Good luck"

"Yes...... to be honest, I didn't expect to drain this far with my meal"

"It was unexpected, wasn't it? Customers were just normally in there."

"No way, is this flavor the standard in this world?

"What, that scary imagination..."

But if this place doesn't taste good, I don't think a customer would get in that much.

Even if there was a non-food sale, if at least it didn't taste a little less unsavory than standard, customers should leave too.

Nevertheless, I ordered this dish and was eating it normally......

"Yeah, I'm losing confidence in living in this world."

"That's an odd encounter. Me, too. Cooking like that...... cooking? Cook-looking Nanica? Something that could be cooking..."

"That month, the food was crumbling Gestalt. All we know yet is this little town. There is hope. Besides, there may be delicious food in this city."

"Right. It's too early to give up. I don't have any money right now, but I'm sure it's delicious, let's go eat."

"Yeah. I'll try my best for that!

That's how we shake each other's hands and renew our resolve.

But - in the end, all we could do was wait for the Hulkas to rendezvous.