Dancing Circles on the Horizon of Events

"" ".................." "Slow down.

A line of carriages continues with those with a dark look on them, as if they were attendees heading to the funeral, even though no one said that the dead had come out or that the seriously wounded had left the line. Allied soldiers.

Needless to say it's obvious why they had a dark look, so I'll skip the detailed explanation, but the more their morale goes down the better I say... Rather than heading to the battlefield, there was an atmosphere such as defeated soldiers about to return to their home country.

Among these, there are those who had a particularly sad look on their face, as if they were victims.

"Ugh... it's my fault..." Guru

It is Yuki. She was aware of why the morale of the troops was decreasing, and she felt a great responsibility. Yes, she wasn't the victim, she was the perpetrator.

A wise man in the same carriage sneaks up on her somewhere.

"Kee, don't worry about it, Mr. Yuki. Mi, folks, I'm moving on and eating Yuki's dishes..."

"... is that true?

"Ho, it's true..."

"Really...... But why is your voice turned upside down? And salutations......"

"..............." Slow down.

Couldn't you answer Yuki's pursuit right away, sage to shut up? That's because he was eating more Yuki dishes than anyone else on the spot, and the accumulation of damage isn't halfway... Speaking without healing magic was also very damaging.

Nonetheless, the other soldiers seemed to pass through jealousy and even respect the appearance of a wise man speaking to Yuki in good health. Can we fulfill and respond the same way if we were in the same position…. The soldiers who weren't sure about it flat out what they couldn't do (?) He had a gaze of support on the back of the do-go sage.

But even that sage didn't turn his head enough to deceive him that his voice was turned upside down. As a result, when the wise man shuts up --,

"Phew..."

—— Yuki, who was supposed to have a crying face until earlier, smiled for some reason.

"I know my husband is forced to eat my dishes"

"Huh!"

"And I'm sweet about that tenderness. We'll be able to work hard and make delicious rice, so why don't you stay with us until then? But... you don't even have to go out with the soldiers..."

In such Yuki's words, the wise man who perceived that she understood about her own cooking and the actions of those who surrounded herself, finally comes here and opens her mouth.

"... I think everyone is looking forward to seeing Yuki's food improve. That's the same for me. Yuki's food tastes great, doesn't it? It's good there... it's spicy..."

"Yeah, I know that. But how can it get hard... I'm not sure either. Trying to make it less spicy makes it extra spicy and vice versa makes it spicy --"

"Please don't do that."

"... it is. For some reason it gets harder..."

and Yuki leaning his neck wonderfully, and a wise man in how he felt his life was in danger. At that time, the others who were in the carriage were also looking open... He seemed wary of further terror that might befall us. The way they were disturbed by the calm settling on the battlefield seemed to tell the story of something more horrible than the interaction played out in the carriage than on the battlefield with enemy soldiers.

In that I opened my mouth to Yuki's sister, who can't eat anything spicy. It was null.

"Ains (Yuki). I can't eat your food, but don't abuse the soldiers too much, okay? We can fight without them."

Yuki responds to Nuru, who considers the soldiers. However, the content was shocking.

"Yeah, I know. It's okay, because my husband and I are cleaning up too much spicy food."

"Hey...... if you thought it was oddly spicy, was it a specially spicy dish?!

"Uh... yes... Excuse me......" shun

A brilliant sage to hear such a yuki cumming out. Reasonably Yuki's cooking is hard... The wise man was unwittingly convinced and gave an even more gessy look.

On the other hand, the morale of the soldiers who were listening to that exchange seems to have risen in reverse. of Yuki's cuisine, even just as spicy as hell, plus its superior version (?) Sage people have been eating dishes for a long time. Compared to that, the spicy dishes we eat are just a degraded version (?). I'm not sure if I thought the soldier's name was broken, such as taking damage to that extent —— but the respect contained in the sight the soldiers turn to the wise seems to have become even more colorful.

When I noticed the strange gaze of those soldiers and the sage gave me a strange look.

Giggy, giggy...

The carriage stops. Apparently the next purpose - it was not a camp either, but the arrival in the town occupied by the people of Eccleria.