Labyrinth Restaurant

Early in the morning. Although there is room for doubt as to whether Alice, Lisa and the Demon King are going on a date with each other...... I was walking looking at a variety of ingredients at the ingredients market in the labyrinth city.

It's not about purchasing ingredients for commercial use.

It should be delivered regularly for use in the Demon King's shop.

So this is just part of my hobby.

There can be unexpected lines of good product rarities in and out of the market for various vendors, and it's very exciting to look at fresh, superior ingredients and think about "what flavors will go with this ingredient" or "I want to use this ingredient to make that dish". "It's like you're here in a theme park and you're tense," said Cosmos, who accompanies you from time to time.

Walking around the market on this day, enjoying shopping, shopping and eating, well, it's about time we pulled it up.

"Oh?"

Alice stopped at a certain store.

"Alice, did you find anything?

"Uh, I guess this is a grain store"

The items you keep are barley wheat, corn, and various other cereals.

There is nothing particularly eye-catching.

An old Demon woman with a horn on her forehead has a store number, but she rows a boat with relaxation to see if she's bored without too many guests coming.

Usually Alice would have passed without worrying.

But I dared to stop there for a reason.

The cereals for sale were already bagged in constant quantities, but small quantities are put up on small plates as a sample. Nevertheless, it's not even interesting to see pre-processing cereals or anything like bread or noodles.

Alice paid attention to the product because of her nostalgia, not fun.

It's also a somewhat unpleasant kind of nostalgia.

"This... I haven't seen it in a while"

"You mean this rattled wheat? I've never seen it before, but does the Demon King know? You didn't even put it in the store."

"I've seen it too... no, I also feel like I remember seeing it a long time ago. Where did you see that?

At the tip of Alice's finger is a strangely horny and gothy grain compared to regular wheat and rice. Once each grain is done, it is large and available in sizes larger than mature soybeans. Apparently it was a kind of wheat, and the price tag said the name 'ghost wheat' along with an unusually cheap amount.

"Oh, I wonder what it tastes like. Does that mean you've had Alice for a long time?

"Yeah, well, you've eaten..."

As for Lisa, I just casually asked her for flavor out of curiosity about unknown ingredients, but Alice looks like she's having trouble responding.

It's easy to answer, but to be honest in front of the exact store we're selling right now could be a sales jam. That much, even, outrageously......,

"... tastes like ghost wheat? Well, it's a delicacy."

"Oh, store grandma...... is it not tasty?

When Alice was having trouble responding, the old lady in the store number who was finally awake replied instead.

"Oh, even if it tastes bad. Whatever, so much so that they don't even eat rats. Mouthless old people call themselves zombie wheat. Oh, there's nothing poisonous about it, and I'm relieved I didn't eat it and become a zombie."

"Oh, really?

Ghost Wheat.

The nickname is Zombie Wheat.

It is a plant native to the demonic world that does not exist in this world or on Earth.

Its characteristics are fertility and reproduction, which grows even on less water and lean land.

You don't have to have the hassle of being born on your own without people taking care of you.

It is no exaggeration to say that humankind was hardly extinct in the demonic world, where food shortages were once normalized, thanks to this plant.

"Oh, I remember. I saw it right after I became the Demon King. I never ate it myself."

"Well, if there's anything else to eat, it's not even the flavor I want to eat on purpose"

"Is that so unsavory?

"That's already! I porridge my grains off, I pinch them ground in powder, I bake them and I bread them, but the texture also struggles to swallow them in Boso, and the unpleasant eggs and bitterness keep lingering in my mouth, like every bite I take destroys my mood... the words alone are hard to explain, but that doesn't taste good anymore"

I was reluctant earlier, because it was after I heard the person selling it say it badly, or this time Alice doesn't have a clue either. It must have been heartless to say this about a hundred years after I last ate it.

"Yeah, well, I don't know if this smell is actually the guy who ate it. It's nutritious, but there's something else to eat, and it's not something to eat on purpose."

"Uh... So why is your grandmother selling it?

And, here Lisa spoke the fundamental question.

Why are you selling products that you know are not tasty? The price attached to ghost wheat is a discarded value for free, and it doesn't seem like it's for money-making purposes.

"I kind of miss seeing you growing up in our back mountain. So, you can try to prune it at random, but it's pathetic to eat something like this on your pretty grandson, isn't it? I can also feel free to throw away more than I have harvested. Then let's just push it to the liking somewhere."

I cut the old woman's words there once, and then told the three of them.

"So what do you say? My predecessors, my modern generation, and my dark-haired daughter. I don't need the money, so why don't you take it?

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"... so I got it."

Alice was reluctant to reply until the end, but the Demon King and Lisa got a big bag of ghost wheat from an old Demon woman wondering if her curiosity for the unknown exceeded her guard. It seems that what was said to be so unsavory and unsavory turned out to attract interest instead.

"Sounds harsh just to cook normally when it feels like I heard it. Let's see if we can remove the ac with vinegar or a sergeant."

"You might want to simmer like risotto in a soup with a strong flavour, or maybe even a noodle."

"... I'm cleaning the floor"

Lisa and the Demon King are happily coming up with a draft cooking method.

A little alienation and a little anticipation for Alice to watch that happen.

There were no seasonings or cooking methods in the demonic world in the past.

When it comes to flavoring, only a very small amount of rock salt.

Speaking of cooking methods, boil or cook.

For once, the bread kind existed, but the unfermented bread was just pinched and baked.

It sounds good when it comes to harnessing the flavour of the ingredients, but there's nothing you can do about it because the ingredients at its core are not delicious.

But now is not the time for such food distress.

After a hundred years, the food of the demonic world has elevated from mere nourishment to a fine culture.

With its diverse cooking and flavoring, zombie wheat that doesn't eat rats will taste good... what expectations Alice had.

If an effective processing method is found, it can also be a measure in case food distress returns in the future. Well, I also have deep-rooted memories of how unsavory it is enough to exceed my pale expectations.

And this night in no time.

"Bread, pasta, soup... I've made a lot of this again"

"Heh heh, my grandmother gave it to me. I used it all."

The Demon Kings used their free time during the store's opening to make all sorts of things.

Bread is the style of vegetable bread with meat.

Also pizza style baked with cheese and salami on board.

The noodles didn't come together well as they were, so I used eggs and a small amount of flour to connect them, and then pan-baked udon style and pork bone ramen style. Some are ravioli tailored and baked in the oven with tomato sauce and cheese.

Otherwise, things like boiled in soup and tried to finish like risotto or Chinese porridge. The volume per dish is not as good, but the number of items is considerably higher to try different ideas.

"... looks delicious"

It looks delicious even from Alice's eyes. In fact, it should definitely taste better if made the same way with regular wheat or rice.

"I haven't tasted it yet because we all wanted to try it together."

"Oh, but it's bad to force you to eat something you don't like, and if you don't like Alice, it's just us..."

"You can't not not eat it if you say so!

As Alice, my old memories don't get in the way and I have no resistance at all, but it's a bigger problem to refuse a tasting here and be out of company. And it's true that it looks and smells good. Overall, a lot of intensely seasoned dishes must be part of the idea.

"Okay, I'll have it...... oh?

"So am I... that?

"All of them, me too... hmm?

Now, the flavor at its heart is......,

"" "… subtle" "

Not as much as you can't eat if you put up with it, but not as much as you like to eat.

The texture adds a connection, and the texture is pasty and bossy.

Although the peculiar bitterness and egg are hidden in intense flavoring, they often clap when distracted and alarmed. It had exactly that "subtle" flavor. No matter how creative it was, it didn't seem like it was a breezy ingredient that I could handle in one day today.

"Ko, this is certainly not delicious..."

"Yeah, he was a much stronger enemy than I thought."

"Well, compared to what I used to eat, you can eat it at all. We can't put it in the store on boulder, but we can't afford to eat it ourselves... you know, haven't we both eaten it with great momentum to say it's subtle?

While appreciating it as subtle, Lisa and the Demon King are continuing to buck off the dishes they have made. Alice is an amazing momentum.

Never, I liked its subtle flavor.

I'm not even hungry enough to think I can look out for the flavor.

"This isn't as tasty as the more I eat... clearly, though. My grandmother said that only the people who ate it knew how bad it was."

"Yeah, you are. Now I finally know how creepy Alice knows. It would have been better if we could have cooked deliciously, but, well, now I mean, this is good."

Now even if it wasn't exactly the same as Alice would know, I could only share the creeps close to it. Regardless, I was serious about the cooking itself, and it would have been better if it had been delicious, but that's more important to these two. Alice wasn't the only one who didn't want to be out of company.

"Damn, you like Lisa and the Demon King. I can't talk about people, either."

As for Alice, she is also a little happy at the same time, although she wants to stop the two of us from being forced to put up with and eat unsavory food. Even if that's the memory of eating unsavory food, if you can share it with someone important, it's not bad, I don't know.

"It's not good."

It doesn't taste good.

"It's not good."

While my favorite threesome said it was unsavory and unsavory, I never loosened my hand in the meal until I ate all the dishes.