Isekai Ryouridou

The day after that.

The third day of business - of, at dusk.

As I slept in a large letter in the hall of Fa's house, the doorboard was knocked twice from the outside.

"Asta. It's me."

It is the voice of Ai-Fa.

I pulled my body from the cloth, wrapped in unwanted fatigue, and headed to the front door to remove the calluses.

That's how I opened the doorboard, and I asked my dear parent, who I haven't seen in half a day, "What's that miserable face?," and all of a sudden they get vicious.

"Couldn't you finally sell one today? Even so, don't expose your pitiful face like that. It's unpleasant."

"Ugh. That's what happened to you, huh? We've been running out of giva lately, haven't we?

"One, terminated. But I was going to hurt extra everywhere, and it didn't take me to drain blood well"

"Right. Good day, it looks like you're not hurt..."

"So what is it, that face? If you don't, you're gonna get really angry."

"Don't worry, I'm just a little tired. If I stay with you, I'll be back in good health soon..."

"Don't say anything you missed. It's unpleasant, so try again soon."

He is a parent with no mercy or grudge.

"What the hell happened? Is there something wrong with you that's gonna get you out of there?

"I don't know what the situation is... today, I'm the wingman they call a guard"

"What? What do you mean?," he suddenly caught his chest full.

"What the hell did you do? Weren't you seriously doing your job?

"I was serious! Thanks to you, 40 sold out today!... but that's why they called the guards."

"... I have no idea. Just tell me why."

Throw my body away, put my cape on the wall, and put a machete on it.

Whenever I followed Rin with my eyes, I pulled back and lowered my back.

"Today we opened the shop, and people from the south and east came together, and the first 20 sold out."

"Uhm."

"So, I've been preparing an extra minute today, so I was in a big hurry to get you 20 new ones. When it was done, Tara bought all four of them for my dads."

"Uhm."

"So, there were sixteen of them... and a group of Jaguars came at the top of the club called Silver Kettle. Ten people each, in a large area."

"Hmm?... Didn't those guys buy it at the same time they opened the store?

"It's not. The customers who came first thing in the morning heard the rumors and bought them, they were just first-sighted customers. Hi, I hear the southerners are the southerners, the easterners are the easterners, and they've decided to stay in the everlasting accommodation so they don't face each other too much. In each of those rooms," Gibba Burger "seems to have become quite a topic."

"... um"

"So, for each group of ten, there were only sixteen more items left, so I sold ten more to the Silver Kettle, which was coming too far away, and to the customers of the people of the south, I'm sorry. The rest are six, I told you - then at least sell eight equally! And you made a scene."

"Uhm."

"But the customers in the east didn't give up at all. … so the noise didn't subside at all, so all the passers-by called for a guard."

"What. If so, will not those who make noise be punished?"

"Hmm, but you didn't. Ultimately, it led to the conclusion that I was all bad and that I was about to be banned from going into and out of Accommodation Town."

"... is that the law of the capital?," the angry fire flickers in Ey-Fa's eyes.

"Well, I don't know that either. But don't worry, I managed to convince you of things around there. In fact, it's not my fault that I didn't get the right number.... I take that fact seriously, too."

"Right.... That was tough," Ai-Fa shook her head just a little, putting out the angry fire that was sprouting.

"Thank you for your hard work.... Then you're hungry, Asta."

"... you're intolerant, parent..."

"I thought you said it was hard work. I also found out why you were exhausted.... Ok, so change that miserable face immediately."

I wondered if I was so faint, I tried to loosen my face from left to right.

Well, it's true, he was released from the guard's stuffing for a few hours, keeping his head and body fully operational, so residual energy may be running out of the bottom.

In this case, nutritional intake.

"Okay! Then we'll get to preparing dinner!

"... I didn't say behave brightly in vain"

Really?

I decided to put some firewood on Kamado to reheat the finished soup.

"Nevertheless, isn't it a remarkable achievement that in just day three as many as forty dishes were sold?

Instead of Kama, an eye-fa with a single knee claw asks a little strangely.

"And yet again, you don't look so happy."

"Well, I'm glad it's selling better than I expected, but I'm just not in a position to be happy either. As far as I'm concerned, I'm in a cliffside mood."

"Cliff?"

"Our ultimate goal is to infiltrate the Inn Town with the taste of Giva meat, right? But as of yet, the Genos-born only have four Dora fathers in their mouth: Gibba Burger. Because they're so popular with the East and the South, they're the ones who'll be gone from town after the time has passed. This will only accumulate small sums of money, and it won't make you any closer to your purpose."

Today's interview with the guards allowed me to know exactly what the customers were.

A group of Sims, as we named ourselves, are officials of the Chamber of Commerce, The Pot of Silver. From his country, the Kingdom of the East, he said he plans to spend about a year touring the towns of the west and north, carrying precious metals and other commodities, and doing business while traveling.

And it seems that a group of Jagals, a bit of a group of well-known architects, many of the buildings in the Inn Town of Genos for anything, are what they pelted with.

You know, the "old man" who denied me all the giva meat was in charge, and now it's time to do the annual, aging house repairs.

"So, the Silver Pot and the architects can't be all over next month. Plus everyone else is not settled in Genos just because they are on their way or coming to earn money. They bought 90% of Gibba Burger, and they haven't delivered it to the mouth of the people of Genos."

"But - wasn't it your plan to sell goods from the people of the south and east first?

"That's right, too. You wouldn't talk to me if I'd been called a guard before my culinary reputation spread. The next time something goes wrong, I could really be banned from going in and out. … so it's a cliff after all."

The guards and the cold eyes of Milan-Math are still burning in my heart.

After all, the people by the woods were heretics threatening the harmony of the town, his eyes telling the truth.

I can't hit any worse.

After all, I was forced to recognise that this was a battle against Inn Town.

"... you're finally back to your usual face," says Ey-Fa's voice from a close distance.

Looking back in surprise, sometime Ai-Fa stood in my place.

"And you were an unexpectedly greedy person, Asta."

"Greed?

"How many copper coins have you gotten in the last three days?

"Yeah? That's kind of 70 meals for three days together, so it's 140 red copper coins. If the initial expenses and labor costs are divided daily and the cost of ingredients is subtracted, the net profit will be seventy-seven red copper coins."

"Doesn't that mean you earned more than the equivalent of hunting six givahs in just three days?

"You can't compare that! No matter how much copper money you earn, it doesn't mean the number of givers goes down. It's different from the hunter's job."

Speaking of which, there were stories of 60 meals of norm throughout the ten days - and so on.

To clear it in three days, it was me I couldn't have foreseen.

Instead of me stirring the soup, Ai-Fa smiles softly.

"That's the way people think by the woods. Isn't the man in the stone capital only working and sweating to earn that copper coin?

"So that's not what we're here for, is it? Well, if I could buy a new pot or a knife with this copper coin, I'd be so happy."

"... so I'm saying it's greed"

Eye-Fa's eyes laughing like that felt like they were kind of floating a very calm light.

But I still don't fall for it.

"What, are you saying you're greedy because you're not happy making more sales than you expected? If that's the case, I'm out of my mind, right?

"It's not. You're blind to copper coin earnings, and you're only moving towards what you were meant to be, and you're regarded as a man of lust for victory."

"... then at least make me hate losing or something. The word greed is too bad."

When I complained as I stirred up the contents of the pan, which was getting a lot warmer, I said, "Okay," and I-Fa came even closer.

And he looks at me as I squirt my head, which had already been removed from the towel.

"You're a loser, Asta."

The face was smiling like a prank kid, showing more white teeth.

It's a rare laugh for I-Fa, a bit reminiscent of Rudd-Lou.

Because it was a rare eye-fa in itself to have a clear smile that way in the first place - I, I, was to be greatly surprised.

"... that's right, you're hungry, Asta?

"Ah, oh. I guess this one's warmed up enough. I'll cook the meat, so can you help me move this guy?

This is Giva Soup, which has just been completed. There was still heat in the pan, too, and a small amount of two names at the most, so I was able to warm it back up quickly.

So when I moved him onto the doorboard where I laid him, set up a new iron pan, and took up the finished wood dish, Ey-Fa peeked in wonder.

"What's for dinner today? I can't smell it."

"Yes, yes. I bought new ingredients today. Ingredients or spices."

In a wood dish, Giva rose meat and shoulder loin are immersed in red liquid.

Fruit liquor, chopped aria and a new spice meermoo, marinated juice.

"Myrmu?"

"Yes, Myrmu. It's the spice that was used in that Kimmus meat bun I ate."

It was a rather complex and very appetizing vanilla that combined garlic and pacchi.

Green stem root that is about as thin as straw, and when scratched raw, unscrupulously spicy. He chopped it into pastes and put it in pickled juice.

"I've been interested for a long time, because I didn't know his name or anything. I asked Dora's father today and he finally found out. I'm sure this one will go with Tarapa's sauce."

Explaining it that way, I first stir-fry Aria sliced into thin pieces.

When that thing starts to shine, spread the thinly sliced meat and put it in.

Really, the aroma of fruit liquor and myrmu spread indoors.

"What do you think? Don't you like this scent?

"... I'm kind of getting hungry for being unscrupulous"

I guess so. I guess so. As for Pakchi, I'm also an amateur, but I still think the smell of garlic is bi-perfect that stimulates the appetite center alongside the smell of roasting meat.

Most of all, there were not many people in my world who repelled because of that overpowering smell. Myrmu doesn't smell as good after eating garlic, and Kimmus meat buns and the like were a lot more acceptable to women and children, so I was able to consolidate my feelings about incorporating this exciting spice into my dish, too.

This guy, by the way, is not a vegetable store, he keeps it in a store that deals with rock salt, dried food, etc., an ingredient I didn't even see in the Lou family's food pantry.

"Okay. So, when the surface of the meat is cooked, this one's in, too," I smashed all the pickled juice left on the wood plate into the iron pan, too.

procedurally, with ginger grill.

The name is so, I sneak in my head wondering if "Guiba Meat Grilled in Myrmu" or something.

"Asta"

"Yeah?"

"I'm getting hungry"

"Oh, yeah, that's the fourth time. It's done. Please wait."

When the fire passes thoroughly into the meat, transfer it to a wood dish with Aria.

Giva meat is covered with rock salt and pico leaves before soaking in pickled juice, so no further flavoring is required.

So, when I boiled the remaining juice in the iron pan, I put it over the meat and aria, and it was done.

"Ah, the baked Poitan was a food bin. I'm sorry, can you leave the soup alone?

"Uhm."

I hurried to the food pantry and carried to the table the Poitan I had baked in the morning and the chisel of Tino I had just planted.

"This is a raw Tino that the Bubble is putting in, right?

"Oh. I think it'll go well with this dish, too."

For ginger grilling, it would still be chopped cabbage.

So a chisel of Tino fits the Myrmu grill, it should.

Well, it's only my sensibility to grow up in different worlds.

"Okay! Well, let's have it!

"... what, your plate is a lot less meat, Asta?

"Oh, yeah. If you compare the proportion of Aria and Myrmu used in pickle juice, and the length of time you keep them pickled, you'll be eating a lot of meat on your tasting. So this is enough."

To my words, Ai-Fa looks like a jerk.

"You've been working on it a lot.... Maybe this is also the dish to sell in Inn Town?

"Oh, you're sharp! Actually, it is. Making more than forty" Giva Burgers "is too much work, so I'm thinking this guy's going to be out at the store tomorrow. Here's how you eat."

On a round dough with a diameter of just over 20 cm baked using one serving of poiton, first of all on a precisely chopped tino, placing the meat and aria on top of it, wrapped around the bottom side like a crepe, it is complete.

"Meermoo Grilled Giva Meat/Poitan Wrapped"...... no, that's a long time.

Well, it's not like I'm going to send the product to the store, so okay.

"It's supper, so I've got two eye-fa. I use the missing amount of aria in the soup, so never leave it behind."

"... there is no such thing as a forest folk who leaves dinner behind"

"Yeah. I just wanted to say it. Come on, go ahead."

Ai-Fa nodded, having a ceremony to start the meal, and then took it in his hand.

but you notice my gaze, slightly frowning.

"... don't stare at people's faces"

"Oh, oh, I'm sorry. I was wondering how you'd react."

"Hmm," he said, turning away, then Ai-Fa freshly teeth Meermoo roasted.

I knew I was grabbing it with both hands, so I love the way it looks.

Anyway, what about the flavor?

I don't think it's a bad idea.

There is no ginger, no cooking liquor, no soy sauce, so I didn't even aim to bring it closer to the taste of ginger grill. I think that the fruit liquor, which seems to be high in sugar, and the giva meat, which is soaked in myrmu with garlic-like spiciness and flavor, taste rich and sweet and go perfectly with chopped tinos and baked potatoes.

The thickness of the meat is less than 5 mm. The chewing response is still so solid. Be careful, there is also a danger that mistaken firefighting may seem too firm for people in town.

Likewise I created my share, and I said to Ai-Fa, "What do you think?" I asked.

"Delicious," says Ey-Fa, as always.

Well, whether it's delicious or not, it's not quite an eye-fa that reveals it in words, so it's a hard place to draw more thoughts than that -

"It smells good. It fits this meat. As delicious as Suki.... Isn't this scent right, Suki?

And he spoke of rare and specific thoughts today.

"It's just... this sweet flavor may not suit Suki. Besides, I don't want you to put this scent on normal Hanba-gu. I wonder if Bubba has Tarapa. I don't know."

"Oh, oh, wow? Isn't this the first time you've shared your thoughts with me that long?

Besides, all of the contents of it fell to me.

And yet, Ai-Fa still looks down and looks like he's looking for a word.

"And... yummy is delicious, but don't get thirsty if you do. Maybe... I'd rather not taste so strong than taste better."

"Oh well. It might have been a bit flavorful for the forest folks. Sorry, I'll try to adjust the pickling time more for dinner."

Ey-Fa breathes a little tired, and he flicks at me again.

"... that's about all I can say. Don't ask any more. If you think about it any more, you're gonna have a headache."

"Okay. Thanks, that was so helpful!

"... but didn't you say that Bubba was going to sell Sukiya normally roasted meat next? It should clearly convey the delicacy of Giva's meat."

"Oh. I was actually going to," I say, making my place a little right.

"But you told me you got wasted on some people for tasting, didn't you? I wonder if they didn't like the flavor of Giva meat in itself as well as the softness of the hamburger. So I tried to flavor it stronger than ever. I was wondering if there was a way to eat a bit of strong meat without compromising the delicacy of Giva meat."

"Hmm."

"The people of the south are coming to buy it with as much momentum as the people of the east, but I think that was probably a huge controversy over whether it was delicious or not, and that got us all interested. So I never got complained about today facing face to face, but I think some people weren't satisfied on the inside. If you do poorly, maybe half the people are dissatisfied"

Besides, even the people of the east are faceless and silent, so the truth is that how many people are satisfied is not measurable.

There are more customers every day, but I don't even know how many of them are repeaters. Especially since all the people in the east are similar in appearance, and there are so many people hiding their faces in the hood, I can only tell about Mr. Schmiral with silver hair.

"Well, anyway, even" Gibba Burger "with a strong flavor there in tarapa sauce said I didn't like the flavor of the meat, so I thought I should try the dish first, rather than the steak that pushed the flavor of the meat to the front. The salted meat from Kimmus's Tail Pavilion was quite salty, so I don't think the people in town can resist strong flavoring."

"... what, don't you seem to be turning your head firmly"

Ey-fa, who hassled the first one sooner, stares at me.

"What the hell was that face just now?

"Huh? That's why I was just tired. After all the noise during the day, I had to complete this new dedication. Besides, there's a lot more to think about."

While I created a new Myrmu roasted Poitan wrap for Ai-Fa, I kind of stepped myself out.

"Hey, Ai-Fa. I wasn't expecting people from the south or east alone to buy up so much merchandise. Tomorrow I'm going to manage to connect with 'Giva Burger' with this new product, but I don't think this is going to be a fundamental solution"

"... Hmm?

"If there's one stall, I can only sell this" Myrmu Grill "after" Giva Burger "runs out. Then there's no point in serving two different dishes. … so I think we should seriously consider increasing the number of stalls in two, although plans are a lot quicker"

While receiving my offered myrmu roast, I = fa nods his neck "um".

"If that's what you think, then so be it. I believe in your judgment."

"No, but this guy's so important, huh? If you're going to increase your stalls and manpower, it's going to cost you a lot of money."

"But it felt like a shortcut to success for you, didn't it?

Ai-Fa has been quiet, looking back at me.

"I believe in your judgment. Don't make me say it again and again."

"... ok. Thanks."

I nod loudly to my appearance, Ai-Fa smiles softly.

"... you really are a greedy man, you are"

"No, so the rhetoric of greed..."

"I really hate losing, you are"

Then there is no objection.

It was all due to the sweetness of my outlook that I was unable to achieve what I thought in the last three days.

If I make a mistake, this plan will end in a huge failure. I could feel that in today's noise.

In the first place, the people of the south and east have eaten up the goods and cannot deliver them to the people of the west… What a strange state to have to mourn.

It was originally planned to unveil new dishes once we were able to achieve results in the first ten days. I can't say anything as long as that anymore. On the third day of the opening, I had an overcapacity, so I'd have to deal with it quickly.

Vina-Lou already has it through.

With Donda-Lou's permission, it will also be possible to borrow new manpower from the day after tomorrow.

We'll get through the day tomorrow - and we'll fight back the day after tomorrow.

"All right! This is the second round!

"What is Raudo?

Looking back at that voice, he was looking at me with a cheek wand on one knee raised by Ai-Fa.

"Oh, that? Ey-fa, are you done eating?

"You're late. I suppose you still have a job to keep you from doing after this? Eat up and you'll cut your sleep."

"That's okay. Because I made about 20 burger patties in a lot of time. If you only have twenty pieces left and tarapa sauce, it's an easy win. The hardest part is baking Poitan tomorrow morning."

…………

"Hmm? What?

"... keeping you in Fa's house will not benefit anyone but me. So I thought maybe you should be with Rutim."

"Hey, what are you talking about? You're not gonna tell me to get out of Fa's house again, are you?

"You think I'm gonna say that right now?

Eye-Fa's eyes were calm.

I'll try to put my head on it as I rinse the soup, which has cooled down a lot.

"Then why are you bringing up such a story? Don't worry too much about me."

"I'm happy. That you stayed at Fa's house.... and that you, even in Fa's house, could find a job to make use of yourself that way."

With that said, I-Fa used his hands and knees to crawl over to me.

So, he's going to squirt my head again.

"Oh, you know, when you do that, I kind of feel like a little kid."

"Really? This is how my father Gil used to praise me."

and let the lips get a little crackly.

"Oh, yeah, I'm not in a bad mood at all, am I? Just a little embarrassed."

"... well," Ai-Fa laid her eyes down.

I think I've said something extra, and I reflect a little.

Then.

Ai-Fa got a knee stand, suddenly cuddling my neck with both arms.

Ey-Fa's body temperature, fragrance and power envelop my body and mind in a flash.

"I'm glad I didn't have to lose you that night.... Glad you chose Fa's house, not Rutim"

"A...... A, A, I-F?

I accidentally turned my voice upside down.

He can cuddle his body with relentless force and rinse soft hair around his cheeks.

My heart was about to stop.

Behind the eyes, the light of the jade bug tingles.

Oh, and if this sensation persisted even for a few more seconds, some nerve might burn out - or when I blurred my mind, the heat, power and fragrance went away sooo far.

An eye-fa sitting back on the floor puts his nose head on like a child.

"... that's how I feel right now"

"Ah... don't surprise me too much..."

I was about to collapse, so I had to put my hands on the floor to support my body.

"Oh, your father was a lot of passionate people, wasn't he?

"Hmm? What's wrong with my father Gil?

"Huh?"

"My father Gil has nothing to do with it. I just did it because I wanted to."

…………

"If you were unpleasant, I'll stick with you in the future. I just couldn't stop feeling it right now."

I said it with my face, and Ai-Fa pointed out my share of the wood dish.

"I'm sorry to interrupt your meal. Come on, eat up. I'm getting a little sleepy, too."

(this guy...... this guy is a million times worse than vina-lu!

He doesn't seem to notice anything about my inner scream or anything at all, and I-Fa starts to loosen his hair up.

"I think I've achieved enough, but if you don't think so yourself, encourage me.... Plus, as I've been saying for a long time, you can use the copper coins in your hand as you like. If it's not enough, tell me."

"... can I trust you so fully? What if I bought you hair decorations with the copper coins I earned?

"Knock Me Down"

"Yes.... Ok! Then, depending on tomorrow's sales, we'll really expand the sales floor! Don't complain later, okay?

"What are you up to, you?"

I loosened my hair, Ey-Fa, and I look at her all over again.

"... did I, after all, make you uncomfortable?

The face had a slightly dissatisfied and anxious look on its face.

I'll take a deep sigh while I can't move on with my meal.

"That's not true. I'm so sorry..."

"... you're a funny man, you are"

I don't think so either.

Whatever it was - our fight was just beginning.

Hmm.