Labyrinth Restaurant

There is a labyrinth somewhere in a region.

Behind that labyrinth is an odd restaurant, and they come out with more delicious food than they think is the thing of the world.

It was not long ago that such strange rumors began to circulate among adventurers.

Initially, few people were treated as mere euphemisms and cared about them, but as one person actually went there and ate the food, and as one person increased, the strange rumors became an open fact at any given time, so much so that in recent times there were even lovers of objects who came all the way from other parts of the country to visit the store for an expedition.

There are many who have been captivated by the flavour of the dishes in the store, and few of them have come through enough to be called regular.

There was the sound of a sword trident and a beast voice in the depressed woods.

Several armed adventurers are fighting a bunch of Demon Wolves.

The Demon Wolf is a troublesome demon that combines more than twice the body of a normal wolf with sharp fangs, nails and high intelligence, but the number of herds had already been shredded to 60% initially by the not-so-gaping standings of the adventurers.

"Dang! Boss, the wolf's coming around from the right, let me keep it in the cover for another ten seconds!

"Answer!

Alan, a party leader and light warrior, gives instructions for the play and the whole thing, and Dan, a heavy warrior with a huge shield, accurately crushes the Demon Wolf's attack at the required location.

"... we're done chanting! Get down when you both signal!... three, two, one, now!

When Eliza, the wizard who was lurking on the tree and preparing to attack, said so and activated the attack magic, a ray of light (laser) ran through the heads of the surviving demon wolves with a roar from the light sphere born at Eliza's disposal.

No matter how tough the Demon Wolf has life force, if his brain is defective, he naturally cannot live.

Thus Alan and his party prevailed over a mighty pack of demon wolves.

"Good job, guys. Now the wolves are like all of them."

May, who was lurking on a tree with Eliza to reinforce the muscle strength and reflex nerves of the two avant-gardes with reinforced magic, spoke to his companions.

Alan and the others, who continued to be remorseless even when the enemy in front of them was wiped out, were finally comfortable when they heard the voice.

They are usually adventurers working mainly on labyrinth offenses, but this time they were taking on the exorcism of the Demon Wolf who came down near the crowd at the request of the Adventurer Guild. Because of their youthfulness, they had recently grown, and thus accomplished their request beautifully without causing any major injury to anyone.

"... Well, I've accomplished my request safely, but I'm going back to town like this?

After the battle, Alan questioned his people as they sat back on the ground and took a break.

Although I didn't get hurt, it didn't seem particularly strange to suggest that I go back to town to maintain my gear, replenish my food, and more importantly, collect my rewards...

"Ha ha, don't be silly, Alan. Before that, the Labyrinth. Besides, you're closer from here anyway, right?

"Well, I haven't been there in two weeks."

"I have no objection."

However, Alan's proposal was dismissed lightly.

For once, I'm telling you, they're not golden deceased blinded by the treasure of the labyrinth, unless they're a battle freak (warmonger) who loves to fight.

... No, in a way, I can also say that my eyes are dazzled above this by the ”treasure” of the labyrinth. Yes, to that Labyrinth Restaurant.

They were the first guests of that restaurant, and possibly also regular visitors to one or two of those shoppers who fought, no, two or three more often. (By the way, Dantotsu's biggest regular is the sweetheart adventurer who will be their big senior. mostly whenever they go)

Originally a very ordinary cavern-shaped labyrinth was only when a lowest direct transfer formation was set up beside the entrance, at some point demons and traps were left unnoticed, a tower was built on the cave, the unexpected ground had turned into a marble floor on one side, the receptionist and receptionist were placed, the souvenirs were sold at the dealership, and facilities for lodging and bathing were complete, but I don't remember whether they were surprised or tired along the way. Some changes have also been through these days.

All in all, just because a delicious meal is more important than such a trivial thing, it is a line that, as usual, heads to the bottom of the store in the transfer formation.

A gentle greeting to the familiar service girl before taking her seat, choosing the menu while dampening her throat with cold ice water. It's troubling how much fun and troublesome it is to choose a menu as usual.

Sometimes I think if we had four stomachs like cows, we could eat more, but unfortunately, the market is set for each human stomach.

You want to pick your favorite dish?

Do you dare to open up new dishes you've never asked for?

There are so many menus in this store that when combined with meat and fish dishes, vegetables and cereal main items, desserts and drinks, there are always more than a hundred varieties, and the menu suddenly increases or decreases due to the distraction of the store owner, I can't be alarmed.

Especially if the occasional "seasonal” or ”quantitative” system is missed, it cannot be retrieved.

Make every page of the menu look like a plate and keep an eye on it so you don't miss it.

It won't be any worse than winning that focused or life-threatening battle of yours.

Eventually, each of them chose and ordered the dishes they wanted.

They collude within their peers or observe other guests in the store until they can cook.

Because of their special location, more than half of the customers in this store are adventurers in the same industry as them, but in recent times, well-fed civilians have deliberately hired escorts.

Some of them look wacky to see, and it's fun to imagine the qualities of those people.

What kind of person is a brunette girl sitting at a table next door with her buddies, for example?

Several men and women present with the girl look like fully-trained knights, perhaps not adventurers, due to their appearance and the quality of their equipment. That sounds pretty smelly, too.

Given that they are the guards of the girl, the knight, the girl is probably the daughter of some nobleman who came all the way out here somewhere to hear rumors about this store,... etc.

I don't know if I have this imagination, and I don't bother to check because what I'm trying to do is kill time before the food comes. I mean, if you're really noble, it's a pain in the ass to deal with.

And I think I could cook while I was secretly talking about it.

They no longer forgot what the conversation was about and carried the dish into their mouths like they were greedy.