Isekai Ryouridou

Then a moment and a little bit shall pass, and it shall be sunset.

In the hall of the house of Fa, that is what has been packed with a large number of guests since inviting the Arvahs.

To Gerd's cook Pratica, Rayna-Luu, Rud-Luu, Limi-Luu - and it's quite a different color combination: Malfila-Naham, Ray-Matua, Lili Ravitz. Neither did Ravitz's head of family, Day-Ravitz, forbid his precious companion to join the gathering, and they all had to face each other safely.

"Today we are also going to be welcoming a lot more guests. I would be happy to use this as an opportunity to deepen every bond."

With a solemn expression, Ai-Fa greeted him as such.

Participants at the dinner party, which consists of nine people, make their car seats around the hall. Me and Ai-Fa are in the upper seat, and from my side, Platica and the smaller clan ladies, from Ai-Fa's side, are the outfits lined with Lew's family. And at my feet, Sachi, the black cat who finished his giva meat meal, was round and yawning.

"Then I want to start dinner. … thank you to Asta, Raina-Lou, Rimi-Lou, Lili Ravitz, Malfila-Naham and Ray-Matua for setting the fire and gaining life tonight"

We recapitulated the wording of Ai-Fa, and Platica, one, crushed something in the eastern language. In the people of Gerd, there will be the pre-meal wording of the people of Gerd.

So it's the start of dinner.

I still thought Pratica should be the first to eat this dish, and I was serving curry.

It is a Japanese-style curry made from chaska, yet topped with cheese and hamburger. In Fa's house, it was time to serve hamburgers, and tomorrow and the day after, so we snuck them into the menu.

Ai-Fa keeps his solemn expression, but I'm sure he's making a small leap inside. Even for Ey-Fa, who loves hamburgers so much, 'Curry Chaska' topped with cheese and hamburgers should be a favorite enough to be in the top three.

Side dishes are prepared in "Mallory Salad", served with a special dressing, with refreshing "Giva Soup with Caron Milk" and "Sautéed Vegetables and Mushrooms in Jagal-style". It was a choice for Platica to enjoy a variety of genres of cuisine while distressing the menu.

"Heh! You don't use Giva meat for dishes other than Him and Soup!

That's what Limi-Lew said as he looked around at the dishes on the spot. Rimi-Lou had me in charge of "Curry Chaska," so I wasn't aware of any other dishes.

"Yeah. I use plenty of giva meat in the curry, so I thought it might be enough for a day's consumption. In a side dish, I tried to choose a dedication that didn't rely on Giva meat as much as possible."

"Not relying on giva meat is the right word. Even the Lew family tends to have a tough reputation for dishes that don't use Giva meat, so I suffer a lot too"

Speaking that way, Raina-Lou had a bright look. I'm sure Rayna-Lew would be able to rewardingly transform that bitterness into encouragement for daily cooking.

Then Malfira-Naham, who was eating across the street, raised his voice, "Hey, I see".

"Ya, I do think even at Naham's house you can look so hard at cooking without giva meat. No one will complain about this delicious dish."

"That's right. As a matter of course, for the people by the woods, the meat of Giva is life! Before this, in Matua's house..."

And when I added up to Ray-Matua, the table was so gorgeous. The face of the smaller clan tends to constrict slightly before the human of the chieftaincy muscle, but I guess I wouldn't have to worry about that if it were this facial rash. Rayna-Luu and Limi-Luu, who face each other all the time, as well as Rud-Luu, were totally familiar with their faces, and were originally unrelated to intimidation.

"How about Pratica? Did you like the curry?

When I turned to the water, Pratica nodded yes with a temperamental face.

"Dear Alvach, I was appreciating, asking in advance." Gibba Curry, "I was hoping for how much food… that expectation was exceeded."

"Really? It would be an honor if you could say that."

"Yes. Deeply impressed, and amazed, biting. Chaska, it remained grainy, the cooking method to finish, Gerd, it was passed down, but a dish so harmonious, it still doesn't exist, I think"

The recipe for finishing Chaska like rice was once conveyed to the Arvach. The story was that Fermes translated the documents stored in the castle town in the eastern language.

"... Excuse me, Asta, how old are you?

And Pratica asked me that on the fence.

"Is that me? I'm eighteen. Until my birthday... about four more months."

"Eighteen.... I'm relieved. people in the west, age, difficult to discern, so I thought younger,"

"Haha. Pratica is older than you are."

Pratica's eyes, which were directed at the food, were directed at me.

Those purple eyes stare at me from close quarters, and I behave. She asked me to sit next to her so she could explain the dishes easily.

"... the words now, not sarcasm, but reverence, are you light-hearted?

"Huh? Oh, yes. If you're offended, I apologize..."

"No. Respectful, directed, offensive person, no. Apologize, no need."

Again, this girl named Pratica seemed a lot more serious and genuine.

Would it have been painful retaliation if I had stuck with a light mouth, but had I spoken of irony or something where respect did not intervene? She is only a valiant and well-known people of the mountains.

"Really, they're all delicious! Which dish does Pratica like?

And, from the other side of Ai-Fa, Rimi-Lou flies the words.

"Right," Pratica frowned slightly. After all, the expression seems to move more frequently among the people of the east I know.

"Me, I was inquisitive, focused, so I looked out for my taste, but... if I were asked, I would still, 'Giva Curry', excellent"

"Yeah, yeah! I knew Platica liked to cook herbs, too!

"Yes, so many varieties of vanilla, used, yet highly harmonious, preserved, this dish, excellent. Also, 'hamburger', very tasty. Gamma's intestinal meat, similarly with different flavors. Due to its fat, taste, exceptional, meaty flavour and potency, the vibrant flavour of 'Giva Curry' is unbeatable. This is also, I think, a high degree of harmonisation. Plus, it's amazingly luxurious with even cheese."

"Ha ha. That's how you line up your culinary thoughts. Looks like Alvach after all."

When Rudd-Lou said happily, Pratica answered "yes" only reluctantly.

"Dear Alvach, I will tell you the words of the west, the thoughts, the difficulties, he said. I understand that sentiment, deeply. It's so amazing, so exotic, so hard to describe."

"But you're pretty fluent in the west, aren't you? Until you worked at Alvach's house, you said you were wandering the West Kingdom?

"Yes. With my father, for three years, I wandered. Culinary, training journey."

"It's an amazing story to wander the other country for three years for culinary training. That's hunter training, but I can't imitate it."

Pratica gave Rudd-Lou his salute back and then immediately put his gaze back on hand.

"I, in the kingdom of the west, cooked and ate different dishes. Also, with my father, I learned the technology, the idea, the learning....... but this is such a brilliant dish, I've eaten, I've never seen it before. Asta, skill, I will impress you."

"Thank you for your excessive words. I'd be honored if it helped Platica in the future."

When I answered that way, Pratica came forward on her knees.

"In addition to the meal, it's illegal, but can I ask you a few questions?

"Yes. Anything."

"Okay.... here, the vegetable dish, it was delicious. Mallory and vegetables, finely worked, few, but seasoned, excellent. Salt, seal juice, chit fruit, I checked, what other ingredients?

"You're using Hoboi oil and finely chopped, fried and grilled aria there. Did you know about Hoboi?

"No. I just saw it in the pantry, it's my first time. It's a fragrant, rich, little bean."

"Yeah, that's it. In Jagal, the hobo was squeezed into oil, so even Genos started to imitate it. Seems particularly compatible with Jagal ingredients and seasonings"

"I see," Pratica said, leaning back.

"Here, stir-fry, same oil, you're using? Study group, fried miso, identical?

"Right. They all use Hoboi oil. Hoboi oil is quite flavorful, so I think it would be quite useful if I didn't use it the wrong way."

"I see. Hoboi's oil, I didn't ask. If that's the case, I want you to buy it."

"Yeah, definitely," he answered, while my back touched something warm.

Looking back, Ai-Fa stares back from an unexpected close distance. My back touched Ey-Fa's arm because I retreated in conjunction with Platica's advance.

"Um, could you step back a little longer, Pratica?

When I wished that way, Pratica frowned for a moment before hurrying back. And because I retreated too much, now you hit Ray-Matua. Pratica has bowed her head to me and Ray-Matua as she raises the color of blood on her cheeks.

"And I beg your pardon. Come on, I think I lost it."

"No. That's all Pratica is so keen to train in cooking."

It is rather as smiling to be shown this side of the spectrum, as it is a platika that is so powerful as to be unlikely to be a thirteen-year-old girl. The Ray-Matua and Malfira-Naham were also watching Pratica like that with a smile on their faces.

"I'm so excited to see what dishes Pratica so enthusiastically makes! Someday, let us eat too, won't you?

When Ray-Matua called it that way, Pratica nodded "yes" in a way that she regained her mind.

"Cook, offer, refuse, I'm afraid. I'm just myself, demanding, pushing through, arrogant, thinking"

We asked Platica if she could prepare something to cook, but she refused.

If you ask why, it is because there was no known meat of Pratica in the pantry of Pha's house. This also meant that it was difficult to cook satisfactory dishes, so this time I had to give up.

"Me, I'm immature, so if I cook, if I behave, at least, I want a full attitude, I want, I want. Please, forgive me."

We couldn't force ourselves, either, to get our heads down with those words.

Well, once Gerd's ingredients arrived, there wouldn't have to be any rush, as she was talking about lumping numerous tastings. Our expectations only increased.

"... by the way, one question, I do"

And that's what Pratica said to the lid. I guess it's still because of my genuine personality that I skip the question like this.

"Mime from the Lew family, you were in the stall, that girl, right? Mim, study group, I wasn't there. Why is that?

"Oh, it was a study group at Fa's house today, so Mim wasn't there. Mim attends a study group other than that."

I thought that wasn't enough words, and I decided to keep the study group scheduled. It is about the rotation: the study group of Fa's house, the study group of Lu's house, my personal study group.

"At Lew's House study group, Michelle, Mim's father, is also often invited to attend and become an instructor. In my personal study group...... you're letting me do whatever I want with my feelings. On several occasions, I have learned how to handle vanilla in Inn in Inn Town, and have spent it from start to finish preparing vanilla and condiments. It's time for me to pursue my personal commitment."

"I see," Pratica nodded with a serious look.

As serious as that, Raina-Lou takes himself from across the street.

"Again, did Pratica also feel something special about Mim's dishes spoken of in the stalls?

"Yes, Mim's cooking, no idea how she did it, it was different, so it draws my interest. Also, a high degree of harmony, was exchanged, I think"

Pratica replied that way, putting down as much of her original spine as she could.

"So mime, the study group, to attend, I was hoping. I'd like to wait for the next opportunity."

"Yeah, because Mim's mentor and father, a guy named Michelle, is a really great cook. Pratica has a lot to gain, I think."

After I answered that way, I remembered that words existed to be added.

"Oh, it's just... it's going to be four days before Mim attends the study group."

"Why?" And Pratica came kneeling at me again.

I look for the word "er" as I glance at myself, careful not to bump into I-Fa.

"Tomorrow and the day after tomorrow are useful, so the study group is closed. So three days from now, it's Fa's house study group again, so Mim will be attending the next day."

"For what, sir?

"Tomorrow is the stopover at the Inn in Inn Town, and the day after tomorrow we are invited to the Harvest Festival of the Surrogate Families. So, if you're interested in the mimes, talk to the Lew family..."

Pratica leans even further as she sheds a strong light on her purple eyes.

"Asta, it's the people by the woods. Inn stopovers, why are you in?

"We are occasionally invited to participate in order to deepen rapport and exchange information with the innkeepers. Tomorrow, we're going to serve the food."

Tomorrow, the venue was Kimmus' Tail Pavilion, so we decided to volunteer for the role.

Listening to my explanation, Pratica moved her eyebrows tingly.

"Asta, you cook, you make.... Harvest Festival, as well?

"No, that's just the guest's position. It's your Lily-Lavitz and Malfira-Naham who prepare the feast dishes."

Pratica pulled herself back as she swept her gaze, so I could get back into position.

However, I can feel some invisible temper from Pratica's lean looking around at Lily-Lavitz and the others.

"Asta, hands-on, folks by the woods, banquet dishes, you prepare"

"Yes, I was a crack attending a study group, but I think the approximate feast dish was handy to Asta."

Lily-Lavitz replied, smiling softly like Master Jizo.

Platica nods one thing and turns to me again.

"Me, tour and tasting, can you wish?

"Yes? My name is Tour and Tasting......?

"The inn stops by, and it's a harvest festival"

I don't think so, I'm done.

"No, but... I'm in an invited position, so I don't deserve to answer anything"

"So who, should we wish for?

"Hey, what do you think? Will the inn's stopover be tapas for the chairman of the Chamber of Commerce? As for the harvest festival -"

I turned my gaze to Lily-Ravitz in search of salvation.

Lily-Lavitz smiles less with a face that adds more humanity.

"Of course there will be forgiveness from the forest chiefs and the parents of all the families involved in the harvest festival. Hey. Lew, Zaza, Sutty, Ravitz, Naham, Vin, Meme, Sung... and Ratz, the parent muscle of the meme, won't have to talk through it."

"I understand. So, all the houses, I'm going to patrol."

Pratica seemed serious in itself.

Other people are frightened by unexpected developments. It was about Rudd-Lou who was eating without me.

"Doh, why not, Pratica? Regardless of the harvest festival, it seems to me that there is nothing more to be gained from the inn's stopover than a study group..."

"No. Astas, cooking, just looking out, great training. That fact, today, I was reminded."

Pratica turned to me physically and put her hands perfectly on her knees.

"Me, I can stay in Genos for a limited time. I don't want to waste that time. I'm disrespectful, annoying, and aware, but could you please not hear me out?

"Hey, well... if the people in charge agree about the stopover and harvest festival, I have no complaints about it..."

But her enthusiasm seemed a little beyond my imagination.

I don't think I can respond very lightly, and I look back at my neighbor, Ai-Fa. My beloved Parent looked to Pratica with a very solemn eye.

"I am also not in a position to speak out when it comes to inn stopovers and harvest festivals. But if it's about Fa's house, I'll be the one making the decision.... you wish to visit Fa's house in the future?

"Yes. Wherever possible, I want, I want"

"What is possible? You said you were going to train not only by the woods, but also in Castle Town."

"Yes. That day, Dear Alvach, we will decide. Other days, Fa's house, I want to visit, I hope"

I = fa was to be able to put so much force between his eyebrows.

"I don't know how many days that is, but I want to avoid being asked to stay every so often"

"Yes, on the bunk, on the tree, please"

Neither did I look frightened by Ey-Fa's glance, and Platica said so.

"Day after day, I hope to visit, at my own discretion. Also, Dear Alvach, I do not wield authority or shake it. It's just me personally, a wish. Then I, on the tree, sleep, will not be held accountable or held accountable by any other human being. I just want to cook, show, cook, and mouth Asta."

"... but it doesn't change the fact that you are one of Alvach's countrymen. Whatever you insist, it seems hard to think separately."

Then Raina-Lou asked to speak with a frivolous face.

"Isn't that also a story where we should ask the chief for forgiveness? Besides, during Easter, Rico and the others stayed in a settlement by the woods. In a way that does not only strain Fa's house, I wonder if there is also a way to invite Platica to the woodland."

"Hmm? Looks like Sister Raina wants to welcome this guy as a guest by the woods?

Rayna-Rue nodded, "Yeah," as Rud-Rue snapped his mouth.

"I want to help Platica. Pratica and I have only spent about half a day together... because I think that's all we could understand about how serious she is"

Pratica looked back at Rayna-Rue as she was diligently restraining her emotions from spilling.

"Thank you. Reina-Lou, thank you for your warmth."

"It may be a little different from warmth. I think I have a great deal of respect for Pratica, who is so passionate about culinary training."

With a firm face, Raina-Lou dusted his mouth.

It is a powerful, smile full of the power of will.

"Tomorrow's stopover and the harvest festival the day after tomorrow, I am invited with Asta. I would be delighted if Platica could be added to it."

"Thank you," Pratica repeated expressionlessly.

I just didn't feel like those purple eyes were floating with something glowing.