Isekai Ryouridou

"Hey, you're going to help five of us today. I told Meer Ray-Lew that I would appreciate it if he could lend me all three..."

When I raised my voice like that as I began to prepare the dish, the hiccups-headed ladies kept my face much closer.

"What is it? You look like you're complaining. Are you trying to tell me that this is a demonic number?

"Yes, no. It's never like that..."

"Stop," their mother, the women, snapped her daughter's head gently.

And you're turning an attractive smile towards me.

"Quite simply, we're not that good at our jobs, so we were treated as if we were alone. I'm sure that's how many people I've had."

"Yes, yes. Compared to Yamil, maybe half a serving isn't enough."

"Haha. That's too awesome for Yamil-Ray. While you're at it, it's Ray's best turn. Come on."

"Really. If you've been helping Asta do her job every day, maybe it's natural."

Following his mother, even three sisters overlap words to compete ahead.

From what I hear, a long lady with reddish brown hair stayed in Ray's main house with her eldest sister, a fuzzy lady with yellow-brown hair became the next sister and wife of the Rutim branch, and a lady with black brown hair clamped on her head became the wife of Minn's main house with her youngest sister.

Of these, I was only pre-informed about my eldest sister. I hear that the composition of the Ray main house is six, with Rau-Ray as the head of the family, the mother, grandmother, eldest sister, first sister's partner, and Yamil-Ray. Other signs of family presence were felt, but all I heard was "everyone left home".

"... was dowry in the Minn main house a pattern between living in the same house as Ama Min-Rutim?

When I asked her like that, her youngest sister shook her head sideways.

"I was married because I was my second brother in the main house. At the same time as I gave you my wedding, you were supposed to set up a new branch. So Ama Min-Rutim is my partner's sister, but I've never lived with her."

"I see," he convinced me, turning to my fuzzy next sister.

"You were dowried by Rutim's branch, weren't you? Is that maybe Gazran-Rutim's brother's house?

"Yeah, no. Ooh. I was married at the sister's house of my predecessor. My second brother in the main house was married a long time ago to a bunch of Lew women, and they must have had a lot of kids."

Then both seemed like blood muscles to me that I wanted to call Near Miss. Ama Min-Lutim's brother's house and Dan-Lutim's sister's house are subtle distances, like close proximity.

"So, as I said earlier, we had fewer opportunities to face each other at a feast these days because we had kids and family had kids. Today is the day for crackling."

My oldest sister explained that to me.

The fact that I had a child is apparently my next sister. The eldest sister, the youngest sister and the mother were each kept away from the feast for a while to take care of the baby born into a division, he said.

However, it is said that the next sister gave birth to two children, and that the eldest sister and the youngest sister already have one toddler. I was supposed to be sneaky impressed with how well I was having a baby.

"That's why I had fewer chances of getting my hands on work than any other woman. Especially since we had Yamil, you stuck around."

Laughing in the same face as Lau-Ray, his mother went on to say so.

"Well, if you don't have enough arms, make it up to me with feelings. Whatever, you can say whatever you want. … I have to prepare a feast dish for you."

"You" are, of course, the Radajids who refrain from doing so on the wall.

Radajid had a quiet face and beckoned "I'm afraid". My youngest sister squeaks her jaw as she looks over at you.

"You really don't move your expression. That's not inconvenient?

"Yes. Inconvenient, I don't feel it. … just the other people, inconvenience, may be feeling"

"Well, it's easier to do this one if you put it on your face clearly as to what you're thinking"

After saying it that way, my youngest sister spilled more white teeth.

"But if the chiefs admitted to being friends, I guess they're not bad people. By the way, Schmiral-Lilyn's people are like blood to us, so we had to get along."

"Yes. Your words, thank you, I think"

There was no way the Radajids were under pressure from the three sisters, so I was supposed to breathe relief.

"Then let's start cooking. Um......... Yamil-Ray, can you get the curry ready? The vanilla is already fried."

Yamil-Ray began carving Aria silently.

It's always quiet, so I'm like, "Are you okay? I whisper," He looks at me in the eyes of a much tired slice.

"You're not doing very well. Needless to say, I don't like these sisters."

Then it happened that my youngest sister said, "Ah!" He gave a damned voice.

"What are you talking about? I don't suppose they're saying anything bad about us!

"That's right. Besides, I'm not impressed that people don't give away weddings like that."

"Haha. If Lau sees it, he'll be angry."

My oldest and next sisters also quickly overlapped words, causing Yamil-Ray to sigh.

The mother is grinning bitterly as she puts her hands on her limp hips.

"Asta, can you assign us a job, too? If you leave them alone, they'll make a scene."

"I understand, sir. Then I'll ask you all to prepare the vegetables. Yamil-Ray's help...... can I ask you?

"Copy that. You guys, I think, work."

That was my mother, Pierce Loch, and the three sisters started moving tightly.

But after all, it is surprising that she is a mother, and for the four children of the three sisters, she is a grandmother. It was the first time for me to see such a young grandmother.

(Well, it's early to give you a wedding by the woods, isn't it unusual to welcome your grandson around forty?)

In fact, Donda-Lou and Meer Ray's mother have been awarded grandchildren Kota-Lou around that age. Birdu-Foo and his companion, who have grandchildren named Aim-Fou, should also be roughly the same generation, even Dan-Rootim, who has grandchildren named Zedias-Rutim.

but the singularity of this person became more and more distinguished by the thought of such people. In it, she is the only one who looks young.

(It's so piercing, in that sense, it's appropriate for my age... it feels like I have a 40s style for the look of my 20s)

When I thought of it that way, the person who was working for me stuck a gaze that included laughter.

"That's Asta, you're clever. It's not dangerous at all to look at your face."

"Oh, no, the... I'm sorry I did a bumpy imitation"

Because falsehood is a sin, I honestly made him apologize.

Then she lifts the edge of her mouth with pleasure.

"You don't have to apologize for anything. But is my face that rare?

"Yeah, well... it really does resemble Rau-Ray, doesn't it?"

Let me adorn the words a little bit, even though they are not false. What age is said about women is because I was too aware of it.

"Am I being so petty? Looks like Lau is the only one who inherited the color of her hair and eyes. My daughters seem to have inherited the color of my partner's parents."

"Oh, I hear Rau-Ray's father had bright red hair,"

Speaking of which, the hair of the three sisters is neither golden brown nor red. Barely, my oldest sister just has reddish hair. As many examples can be seen by the forest, the one called Separate Genetics probably expressed itself.

With that in mind, Rau-Ray's mother has stared at me with a decent face.

"How do you know the color of my partner's hair? When you came to the woods, your partner must have given you your soul back, right?

"Oh, that's what Rau-Ray told me. He was a hunter enough to be a brave man compared to the power of his blood."

Then from behind, he said again, "Eh!" I hear a loud voice. She is the youngest sister who was carving vegetables on your workbench.

"He didn't tell you anything about us, did he? Something bad?

"Haha. It's the only way. Lau is a man."

"Well, you are. For a hunter, a father is special."

Fortunately, this time, my oldest sister and my next sister also turned to the side where I could mock my youngest sister.

Her mother can whisper "so-called" as she listens to those daughters.

"I didn't think he was going to talk about his father to anyone who wasn't even of his blood.... I knew you were a good friend to Lau. Keep talking about him."

"Of course," he said, making me smile back, too.

Rau-Ray is an irreplaceable friend to me. The real feeling that this woman is such a Rau-Ray mother twitches. That smile, filled with love for Rau-Ray, must not have been felt to be the most fascinating ever.

"By the way, what was the Morga Mountain like?

It was his eldest sister who had asked him such a thing.

"I was so blurry that the Lau one couldn't go with me. Was it such a fun place?

"I wasn't talking about fun or not fun... but it turned out to be fun. I think the people of the sanctuary were attractive and trustworthy for everyone."

"… we, interesting, think"

Radajid told me that too, so I was supposed to talk about the sanctuary.

To the odd lesson of entering the mountain, the red people who waited at its end, the wolves of the Valve and the serpent chiefs of the Madarama - the moss of the blue and white shining stars, the state of the Council of Chiefs full of urgency - and the dinner of the fervent swirling sanctuary - had not had enough time to speak of it all, so they were to catch on to the essentials, but they all seemed nevertheless greatly impressed.

"Yeah. I was asking the guys in the main house a little bit, but I knew it was an amazing place."

That's what my next sister said as I moved to the task of stirring the ingredients in an iron pan. In all this, she was the only family in the same settlement - that is, from Gazran-Rutim and Dan-Rutim - who had some chance to listen.

Essentially, details in the sanctuary are only known to Zaza and Sauti. Only the fact that the other families had "converged safely" had been turned around on the network.

But Donda-Lou insisted that, sooner or later, at the Conference of Parents, all families should be informed of the details.

Some of them include the words conveyed by Fermes through Gemd. That's how Donda-Lou thought it should be shared by all the people.

Also, in Castel Genos, the contents are probably conveyed from the mouth of Leiris. The people of the sanctuary and the people of the kingdom should have joined hands sooner or later - that word should also have been known to the people of Genos, who dwell in the midst of the sanctuary.

"It's interesting. Extremely interesting."

Radajid repeated as such.

That elongated face feels tighter than usual is surely the result of a diligent suppression of emotions.

"After all, will this earth, magic, be resurrected? Me, for years, I wondered."

"I see. You were thinking about the possibility that the magic wouldn't come back."

"Yes. Rather, in the kingdom, magic, resurrection, thinking man, less, I think. Especially, Sims, except, the kingdom... not to come back, I hope, I think"

"Huh? Why not?

"Of course, because the civilization of sorcery, if rebuilt, is the civilization of the kingdom, threatened, contemplated. Sanctuary, steel, uncleanness, kingdom, sorcery, uncleanness."

My chest hurts like cramps.

There, a serene voice sounds. It is the voice of an old member of the crew who specializes in star reading.

"But it is the resurrection of magic, the will of the Great God. Humans, thoughts, engagements, none. People of the kingdom, no matter how you think, magic, you will come back."

"Magic, will you come back?

"I'll come back. Fetal movements, already, must have begun."

Only calmly, the old members said so.

"Me, age, every overlap, star reading moves, across. Star reading, magic, unnecessary, is done...... but magic. The earth, the magic, the uplifting, the star reading moves, the crossing, the reason."

"Yes, a man named Gemd said that the magic of the earth was coming back."

Momentum and when I said so, the old members looked at me with a smile on their face.

"Magic, it's coming back, there is. Great God, sooner or later, you'll wake up. At that time, gemd, words, great salvation, will be. We, without contention, should work together."

"... Yes. I think so, too."

When I breathed heavily, Lau-Ray's mother narrowed her eyes and smiled.

"I don't know, but it sounds a lot bigger to you, Asta. I will pray to the woods so that the end will come as you wish."

"Yes, thank you"

When I gave her a heartfelt grin, she laughed, "Oh."

"You laugh with a nice face. I know what it's like to be obsessed with Lau and Yamir."

"Hey. Could you please not keep me and my parents together?

"But you're holding onto Asta, aren't you?

The mother laughed at Yamil-Ray without giving in.

"How could you have pushed us into Fa's house before this? You looked annoyed, and you enjoyed it as much as Lau did, didn't you?

"It's true. We were having a rough time with the babies in the house!

When her eldest sister also clasped her mouth from the side, Yamil-Ray was to sigh several times today.

I'm sure Ray-Ray's house is joined here by Lauray-Ray for a busy day of sawdust. I was so full of comfort that I seemed to get a glimpse of a new side of Yamil-Ray that didn't really stir up my sense of life.

The Radajids are also watching them like that in a way that calms their emotions about the sanctuary. I was worried about it at first, but this was also supposed to be an important scene of everyday life by the woods.

Today is a feast to deepen the bond between the Silver Pot and Lew's bloodline.

As that outpost, surprisingly, they may have been suitors. To the shitty three sisters, to the unfathomable Yamil-Ray, Lau-Ray's mother with a strange style - although temperament was each, they could feel a definite bond as a blood family.

(The next time we get to see each other, it's going to be six months... but the Radajids won't forget to look at these distinctive faces)

At this rate, I want you to bond with different people.

Hoping so, I decided to move on with the work.

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As time went on, the square became busier and busier.

The hunters who were out in the woods returned to the settlement of Lew. The approximate women had been working at Kamadu since noon, but toddlers, old men, etc. should have waited for the return of the men and visited with them.

In the evening, Ai-Fa and Rico also came to the settlement. Although the grace of the forest has not yet recovered in Pha's hunting grounds, and the number of givahs should have been small, Ai-Fa said he has also raised his harvest today. After putting on those ends, they came with Rico and the others waiting at Fa's house.

"Uh, you're the Pha woman hunter! If you look close, you're really beautiful!

"Yeah, yeah. Before I met Yamil Ray, Lau complimented me on Ai-Fa, too."

"Haven't you been making a scene for a while, even after Yamil-Ray came? I'm sorry I can't be my daughter-in-law - or something!

Thus Ai-Fa was also to be baptized by three sisters, but he retained his faceless expression with the spiritual power of steel.

The expression swayed only slightly after face-to-face with Rau-Ray's mother.

"You're always taking care of Lau. He was so grateful that you were able to help him."

To her charming smile, Ai-Fa seemed a little breathtaking.

"Are you... Rau-Ray's mother?

"Oh. Is something wrong?

"No... looks very much like Rau-Ray, for example"

Ai-Fa shook her head a little as if to shake something off before facing her again.

"I'm often surprised by Rau-Ray's abrupt conduct, but it doesn't make any difference that he's an irreplaceable friend. I am also delighted to be seen as the family of Rau-Ray"

"Yeah. If you like, do it with us."

Soon after such an act, the sun was to sink to the end of the west.

We finally bring out the finished dish in a simple way. The square seemed to be full of more than a hundred Luu bloodlines.

"Then I'm going to start a feast. Guests, come here."

Following Donda-Lou's words, me, Ai-Fa and a line of "Pot of Silver" assembled before the main house. Rico, Belton and Van-Deiro also enter through the hedges.

It is not even a wedding or harvest festival today, so it has not been built. We were sidelined to the left and right of Donda-Lou and were set to compete with the people in the square.

There, Schmiral-Lilyn also approaches.

Schmiral-Lilyn was not a guest, but he is the star of today's feast. Schmiral-Lilyn smiled softly at me and I-Fa before lining up next to Radajid.

"Today, it will be a feast to drop off the bloodthirsty Schmiral-Lilyn. It also went hand in hand with inviting to this feast to deepen ties with those in the Silver Pot, an irreplaceable compatriot for Schmiral-Lilyn."

Donda-Lou proclaimed it that way with a heavy voice.

That's how he introduces himself to the faces where he lives, and then he goes on to lay down more words.

"The face of the Silver Pot, which now includes Schmiral-Lilyn, will leave Genos for a period of six months. Spending so much time away from your blood family is an unprecedented thing to do... but this is me who allowed it. Six months later, when Schmiral-Lilyn returns safely, without compromising his soul as a forest folk... again as a blood clan, I'm going to welcome him"

People are listening to Donda-Lou silently.

There is no color for anxiety or concern in that look. Schmiral-Lilyn spent roughly a year in a forest settlement, doing everything he could to help his fellow countrymen. If it was Luu's blood family who had watched it from close quarters, there should have been no reason to be anxious about anything.

"of Schmiral-Lilyn and the Silver Pot, I hope you get home safely.... Mother Forest and to the Four Great Gods!

People who were quiet, chanting like anger.

It's a trembling, skin-trembling, fervent and vital force. Ten days ago it was the same settlement of this Luu, and five days ago it looked like it would even want to be called the running of wild breath, tasted in the sanctuary.

"Good day to Asta, Ai-Fa... I finally got to say hello..."

And, from among the people who have begun to scatter freely, Vina Ruu-Lilin approaches. From the crossing, Schmiral-Lilyn and Radajid had already come as well.

"Until the end of the day, I'll be with you... No way, I'm not saying I don't like you...?

"No, but - shouldn't Schmiral-Lilyn spare a goodbye to all the other blood clans?

Vina Lew-Lillin smiled funny when I asked her all the time.

"Schmiral is usually something that deepens ties with other blood clans... well, I'm not going to force you if you don't like Asta..."

"Oh, no, I never hate it -"

"You want to be with Schmiral......? Give priority to your feelings..."

Even before I built it, it was supposed to crash there.

I can't believe I wanted to spend as much time with Schmiral-Lilyn as I could, and I knew that from the beginning.

"Excuse me. Then may I sweeten your words?

As a final waste, I decided to check with Schmiral-Lilyn as well.

What awaited me there was a smile full of charity.

"This night, Asta, I was waiting and doing what I could spend with you. Until the end, thank you."

Such a smile on the part of Schmiral-Lilyn left me stuck in my chest.

"Oh, thank you. But before you do, can I take a look at my cooking? I'm sorry to leave you to others..."

"Of course I do... if it were any way, let's take it from the feast dish that Asta prepared for me...?

That's how we set out to enter the swirling square of hot air.

Four of them will be accompanied: Ai-Fa, Schmiral-Lilin, Vina Luu-Lilin and Radajid.

"Speaking of which, Radajid is also free to move, right?

At the Lou family feast, the guest of honor was often spent in the same rug as the chief Donda-Lou.

Radajid nods "Yes" as he narrows his eyes slightly.

"Chieftain Donda-Lou, free, you just have to spend, he said, so we, sweet, have become. Just now, say hello, let's head out, I think."

"Really? Well, I'd like to join you in saying hello."

By the time I arrived at the simplicity where my feast dish was set up, there were already multiple hedges.

But when he realizes what Schmiral-Lilyn and Radajid look like, the hedge cracks like Moses' Ten Commandments. Among them was the figure of the women of Rutim, who were usually helping with the stalls of the Ruw family.

"Please, pick it up first! It looks delicious!

"Thanks... well, I'll have it first..."

We approached Simple as the smiling people watched us.

So it was Yamil-Ray, his eldest sister and his next sister who had the catering job. I guess the mother and her youngest daughter were supposed to be responsible for distributing the food. On the iron plate, the feast dish of the day had been warmed all around.

"Hi, good job. Nothing wrong?

"I'm fine. Ooh. Yamil-Ray will follow you. Hey."

My next sister is laughing relaxed.

Yamil-Ray then elbowed that fuzzy arm.

"You don't seem too fine. It should be transferred to a plate before it burns."

"Oh, really? I knew you could count on Yamil-Ray."

The next sister moved the dish in hand to the plate with a left and right wooden slab. I got a little twitchy, but I don't seem to be too handy.

Schmiral-Lilyn has been looking at me ever since she sucked the aroma full of the occasion all over her chest.

"The smell of curry, it's aromatic. It's just this dish, it's the first time, I think."

"Yes. For this day, I developed it. I'd love to make you all happy."

What I prepared for this day was not to say goodbye, but a curry dish of change balls - also known as "Baked Curry Udon".

Even the regular "Giva Curry" has developed a variety of ideas and has developed quite a few curry dishes, such as curry udon and curry mandarin and soup curry, so that we can finally get to this kind of menu.

In fact, I've never cooked anything like this in my hometown. That would not have been the case with regular baked udon, but the idea of adding curry to it did not come to pass.

Therefore, this was one item that secretly continued to be researched in the hope of presenting some novel feast dishes to the Schmiral-Lilyn people.

But it's not like we didn't have a chance. Since curry udon is as delicious as that, arranging it into baked udon wasn't a bad idea, which was the starting point in the first place.

The ingredients mainly consist of Gibba rose meat, Aria for onions, and Tino for cabbage. And then, modestly, I also used Nenon when carrots, Ma Pra when paprika, and Bunasimezimodoki.

Stir those ingredients, then add the pre-boiled fuwano udon and the smoked fish and seagrass stock, plus the curry loo. Once the water has flown, the flavor is seasoned with tau oil, and the last shard of smoked fish is sprinkled, it is finished.

This dish, by the way, is almost complete before the feast. It takes too long to finish on site, so we're offering the finished product back warmed up. It has been proven over the course of previous development periods that the skin membrane is made of curry oil, not hitting the water air, and that it will taste good even after some time.

On top of the dish Yamil-Ray and his next sister split up, his eldest sister sprinkles a shard of smoked fish. Although the texture is different from that of cuttlefish, the flavor is a very similar ingredient, so this is also an important flavor accent.

"This dish, more than pasta, Chaska dishes, similar, I think"

Radajid, who was nodded by Vina Luu-Lilin to take up a dish of cooking wood, said so.

Go over there and I'll make you laugh "yes".

"The pasta noodles are yellow, so I guess the udon looks more like the Chaska dish. Well, it's not Chaska I'm using, it's Fuwano, so I think it would be a lot different to eat... I devised it, hoping everyone born in the east would be happy."

Following Radajid, Schmiral-Lilyn also takes up a wooden dish. That's how both names try to pull themselves aside to give way to the people on the left and right, and my oldest sister says, "Hey!" He raised his voice.

"If you like, why don't you take a taste here? I want to see if I can satisfy you with the dishes we help you with."

"Yes, I understand."

Schmiral-Lilyn and Radajid wrapped the noodles around each other with three broken wooden spoons. It is a familiar one because it is both names that grew up eating noodle-shaped Chaska dishes.

In addition, the ingredients are stabbed at the tip of a noodle-wrapped wooden spoon and transported to the mouth at the same time.

As I shouted my chest and watched it - eventually Schmiral-Lilyn spilled a smile, "Oh."

"Extremely delicious. Curry dishes, they're all delicious... but this dish is delicious. Fuwano, Curry, Incidentally, Harmonious, Feels"

"... in times like this, look, make it move, envy, I think"

Radajid looked in turn at me and Yamil-Ray as he said in a quiet voice.

"Again, we, Chaska, are used to it. Here, fuwano, but preferable, I think. It was roasted Poitan, grained Chaska, delicious, but here, how delicious, I can feel it"

"Hehe," she laughed, her eldest sister glancing at her next sister.

I'm me, and I'm captivated by deep joy. Seriously, for me, this will be the last dish to bring to the Schmiral-Lillins. Six months from now, of course, you will be able to bite this joy off again - but still, it did not change the sense of happiness that was stained.

"Thank you, Asta. I will never forget this flavour."

Schmiral-Lilyn said that to me.

I'll never forget this sweet smile. It was also the same with Radajid's eyes, which were shining a very warm light, unacceptable to move his expression.