Labyrinth Restaurant

One morning when autumn was completely deeper and cooler.

Simon, who hadn't been home in a while, was in a lake in the royal palace yard. Don't worry about privately owning a river just a lake, as a matter of course.

In summer, lakes used for leisure, such as boating and fishing, are also less popular (one person) between autumn and winter. In the cold weather, it is the humans who want to spend muddy days in warm rooms. That's no different in any world.

But Simon was swimming in the lake in a swimsuit.

Beside her is Lisa standing on the water, who is constantly nearby overseeing as she cleverly flies over tree leaves, tree branches, etc. floating on the water. Sometimes you look like you're kicking the surface of nothing, but don't think deeply about what's happening physically. If you step out the opposite foot before one foot sinks, it doesn't sink theoretically, or so on.

"One round trip already...... let's go!

"Good luck."

Apparently, Simon is training without rest even during his homecoming.

It looks like a normal swim, but if you look closely, his hands and feet are weighted with metal rings, deformed holy swords, and weighted by the constant lifting limit of criticality. If you pull through your physical enhancement by magic for a moment, you will happen to sink to the bottom of the lake.

It's a desolation that I don't know if it's a special training or an incident anymore, about making many rounds around the lake while withstanding this load, but nothing is wrong because it's what Simon himself wants to do. By the way, the original story of the training law is Japanese boy cartoons by way of example.

"Well, let's keep it this way today"

"Ugh, um... thank you..."

That's about two hours of swimming in the lake.

Even though it's hard to swim that much, let alone put the weight on your hands and feet. Simon was totally butterfly. Well, still, he seems to be starting to leave humans well, too, around doing it without making weak noises to the end.

"Well, shall we have lunch?"

"Oh, what's today?

"I tried the rice balls and pork juice."

"Pork juice or that would be appreciated!

It was just lunch time by the time I finished my morning workout.

Lay the leisure seats on the shore of the lake (by the banks) in a scenic spot and immediately enter lunchtime as you go.

More than ten rice balls were giddy in the lunchbox Lisa had, and a 1.5 litre size magic bottle contained hokahoka pork juice that remained hot. It's a slightly more than likely amount for the two of us to eat, but lately Simon after training eats an amazing amount, so without this much, it's not enough at all.

"I'll have it."

"I'll have it!

Simon first put his mouth on the hot pork juice.

"... um, yummy!

No matter how much exercise you were exercising, your body must have been cold because you were in the water for a long time. From mouth to nose to stomach warms twitching and the heat seems to be above all a treat.

If that's how you take your first sip and get comfortable, now slowly and slowly enjoy the taste of juice. The ingredients are pigmeat with diced, carroted, onion and konyak. Looks like the stock was taken from the boiled dry.

The taste of those ingredients seemed to go hand in hand with the juice that dared to add more miso and make it a soggy flavor, staining the core of the tired body.

"Oh, is this a tuna mayo? Delicious."

When you taste pork juice, now it's your turn to rice balls. It was the tuna mayo he liked that I grabbed unconstitutionally.

Simon doesn't like a little plum with a strong acidity, but that's what Lisa got, too, and the ingredients for the rice balls revolve around Simon's favorites.

That's how I ate a bite of rice balls and sipped pork juice again. Then the saltiness of the miso adds to the sweetness of the comedy to make it taste even better.

Pork juice, rice balls, pork juice, rice balls, and also pork juice.

I never get bored of this repetition at all, no matter how many times I repeat it.

It's a wild, frankly crude meal compared to royal palace lunch, but Simon liked this kind of time after workout.

"Um, Lisa's mesh is still delicious"

"Ugh, thank you. Some dessert fruit."

Afternoon training awaits after the break.

Simon flattened out with peroli without leaving a single grain of rice to build up his strength for the afternoon.