Level 99 First Territorial Management by Adventurers

"I want a home-style new year for the Yuts"

Yut stares at Larsia, who shows up in the office without even touching her, saying something he doesn't understand.

In the fortress of Falve, where the year was approaching, he was in a rush for work delivery. In particular, he also refrains from visiting the Kingdom of the Chronica God next year.

To be clear, I don't have time for Larsia... I may have, but I didn't even want to be actively involved.

"In Yut's hometown, they have some kind of event over the years. I want to do something fun. Shit."

- I didn't want to mind, but if I leave it, I also feel like it's going to be a lot more trouble. No, it's obvious it will.

In a slow motion, he raised his face and Yut turned to Larsia for words as he gave up.

"It's not as much fun as it sounds."

"It's okay. It's novel, it's definitely going to be fun."

"No, there was nothing in particular over here..."

Even the Brewers, the New Year means a lot.

Nevertheless, there are just a few luxurious meals in rural areas. In urban areas, festivals are held around each temple, but the New Year - after the next morning.

Still, it's important in this world where there's less entertainment, but there's no such thing as doing "events" like New Year's Eve buckwheat and nocturnal bells like Japan.

"Well, even cleaning the castle fort..."

"Huh? Yut, are you nuts?

With the gaze of contempt, an unrelenting curse flies.

Of course, Yut doesn't get angry about this.

"Over the years, hey..."

Rebellion Larsia's words as she keeps her weight on the back of the chair.

If it's a Japanese-style New Year's Eve, would it be like eating soba noodles while watching TV, going to Hatsumomo, or worshipping Natsumomo?

In the second half, after the years.

"There's a perfect custom for Larsia."

"That's Yut, kind of."

"... there is a custom of a nocturnal bell"

I literally closed my eyes to Larsia's ramblings, Yut said.

"It's a ritual of banging a bell for as many as 108 times as you want to bang a certain amount of trouble."

"Heh. Something exotic. So, what's the problem?

"It means making lassia all over the vulgarity a beautiful lassia."

"I get it. I'm gonna be beautiful."

"... what about Othi?

If you believe Larsia's words, you'd better listen to the con man.

Not that I have that belief, but I'm pretty sure there's a back there, and Yut demands a bunch of crap for a flight.

"I wonder if Yut should build a harem all over his troubles."

The two gaze intertwined.

"Hehe."

"haha"

The two gaze bumps into each other.

"Let's stop"

"Right. There's nothing else? You do, don't you? Get him out of here."

"Sometimes..."

I knew Larsia - and Jonah - would be satisfied if I let her eat buckwheat.

I know and I called it a nocturnal bell, because Yut himself would become an area I couldn't do anything about.

"I don't know because Zhuyin would be burdened..."

If the request were to be fulfilled, the cooking would have to be delegated in its entirety, even if the ingredients were to be brought from Earth. When you're having a pretty good time, that's too much to say.

"Oh..."

A cheerful meadow race (Magner) gave him a serious look.

"I have no choice. Yut has no choice but to serve Acorn."

And Larsia nods heavily.

"Uh-huh."

Regardless of your service, you will need it in return. Besides, if you say no badly here, the burden can go in a bigger direction, such as wanting to eat rice noodles.

"Let's just talk, shall we?"

"Yeah, yeah. I'll back you up, spiritually."

Larsia, who finished what she wanted to say, leaves the office willingly.

Yut then silently ended his errand and informed Akane of the situation with the nuance that he wouldn't mind saying no after nightfall.

"I see. New Year's Eve."

"Oh. It's a hassle, isn't it?

"No, I have a good idea."

Unexpectedly, Acorn took on the impossible challenge by slapping him in the chest.

"I miss you, cup of noodles"

New Year's Eve night.

For some reason, a group of people gathered in Yut's office poured hot water when they chose their favorite cup of noodles.

Acorn spoke of a "good idea". It's about bringing in a variety of cup noodles from Earth, not just by your side.

This way, cooking takes no effort. Besides, for the Larsias unfamiliar with cup noodles, this one becomes more like an event.

"That's a perfect operation."

"I'm counting on it in return."

"Of course."

Yut praised the acorn as he held by the type of orthodox cup that would put the stir on. In fact, in my mother's policy of Haruko, Couplermen barely spoke of retort foods. Yut had no idea of this.

"But don't worry about everything"

"Why don't you ask Yut to decide?

Alcia, wearing a crimson eyelid, cannot read the letters on the package. I can't even tell from the illustration, so I tell Yut my hope and leave the cooking to him as well.

The cup buckwheat Yut was holding earlier was, in fact, for Arcia.

Valtrude, on the other hand, cannot read letters for a different reason than Alcia. More than that, there seemed to be plenty of variety to choose from.

"Because of this, not only the soba noodles, but the udon and ramen were gradually prepared."

"Do you want to do the same as Mr. Arcia? I'm gonna do this, too."

Simply-is-best and Yut sends a help ship to Valtrude.

But the beautiful Cathedral Knight has a sinister face as if he had hit a difficult question.

"Oh, that's the thing. So, how about some ramen over here?

That's what I pointed out: seafood based soy sauce ramen with a thick noodle type. It was also Acorn's personal recommendation.

"Right. Ramen isn't what it is, is it?

"That's right. Don't worry."

"Well, let's do that"

"Is that good...?

While in doubt, Yut proceeds to prepare by the cup of Alusia.

Even so, there's very little to do.

Simply open the package, add the ingredients of the soup and pour the hot water. All you have to do is measure it on your phone for 3 minutes and put the fry on.

Continue and turn your gaze toward Exile while preparing your cup buckwheat as well.

"Not bad."

Exile, sitting snuggly on the floor due to his size, had been drinking ramen on his pinch as early as possible.

Even so, I didn't put it back in hot water. He kept hitting the type of impromptu ramen he opened and sprinkled with hot water.

Who the hell taught you how to eat like that?

"Old man, aren't you soggy?

"So I guess it fits the liquor"

"No, if that's okay, I'm not saying it anyway..."

Already, although I don't think it has anything to do with the new year, if you think about it carefully, it is a place that is open to Larsia's demands. If you're enjoying yourself, I guess that's good.

Meanwhile, that Larsia was in big trouble with Jonah.

"Eat Compare, Eat Compare"

"Whoa, Yona, that sounds like fun. You should thank me at the end of the line!

"Thank you, Acorn"

"I can't believe Jonah thanked me..."

"How can you treat me!?"

Well, that could be taken for granted.

"What are you going to do so much more than that?"

"That's what you eat. What else are we going to do?"

Nearly 10 cup noodles were waiting to be served before Larsia - and Jonah - said confidently with her breasts up.

"Eat it, huh?

"Of course."

Jonah confidently says.

When this happens, I can't say anything anymore.

Jonah, who received it as permission, tells Larsia about the miscellaneous in a rare and exciting way.

"Speaking of which, they also eat the way they wait 10 minutes instead of 5"

"Heh. But you can't."

For the restless meadow species, that was impossible.

"Oops. Alcia, it's all right."

"Thanks"

Yut, drawn back to consciousness by a cell phone alarm, finishes last and puts by the cup in front of Arcia.

"Thanks"

"Yeah. Than that, when it stretches out. So eat it"

Arcia nods small, with chopsticks in her hand - all of Yut's companions have mastered the use of chopsticks perfectly - and buckles modestly.

Yut, for some reason, can't let go of his eyes and stares at the way the noodles suck into his poor lips.

"... that's not bad"

"Well, instantly… more than an emergency meal."

"If this is an emergency meal, adventurers will be happy to cry."

With that said, Arcia now scratches the fried chicken small.

This also seemed to taste satisfactory, so I proceeded smoothly with the chopsticks.

"Look, why don't you watch it and eat some brave men?

I didn't see it.

Akane, who was making a couple ramen for Valtrude, cautioned the brave man with a voice about the middle of the tease.

After making a completely unconvincing objection, Yut also opened the lid by the cup.

As soon as possible, the scent of deliberate bonito spreads.

Feel it, add the seven flavors and loosen the noodles. And I put in the stir-fry.

"I'll have it."

First, sip the noodles.

"... Was this it?

The first thing I felt was a small surprise, not nostalgia.

There was also an educational policy. I barely ate cup noodles. It was a yuut, but it's not the first time.

But it wasn't the stiff noodles I remember, it was the stiff texture. There, I feel a fresh surprise.

I don't know one thing right now if it tastes good or not, but it's not bad. It was never bad.

The fried fish is also soothing.

The smell of shrimp reminds me of shrimp pancakes, but again, that's not bad either.

"Over there."

Then the wings rush the cup away from your mouth for more heat than you thought, although you drank the soup.

But that's not all bad either.

Water I drank to reword it. It was just water, it was really good.

"... yuut"

"Hmm?"

When Yut, who was obsessed and eating, looked up, Valtrude's beautiful appearance was nearby.

While I am heartily surprised, I put the chopsticks down and inquire.

"Well, that looks delicious."

"Oh. You'd better eat your buckwheat anyway."

I'm no longer famously innocent, because this is a New Year's Eve Eating Party.

"Ugh, um. Right, right."

"Don't worry. 'Cause there's still some left."

Originally, we bring it from Earth beyond our reach.

Besides, if it's Valtrude, there's no such thing as one or two cup noodles.

That's what I thought, and I just tried to make another one...

"Brave man..."

"Yut..."

For some reason, I call my name like Acorn and Arcia are out there.

If you notice, Exile and Jonah were looking at you the same way.

Only Larsia had a full smile.

"Ah. That's..."

A tour of Valtrude. At that point, the rails were laid, apparently.

Embarrassing.

I'm ashamed, but I can't fail to respond to the demands of my beloved wife.

"Val, you want mine?

"Ugh, um. I don't even have to make a new one. I'm sorry, but let's have a little."

Valtrude turning his face bright red is adorable, loving and.

Yut also smiles and takes a small amount of noodles with chopsticks to his beloved wife's mouth.

He holds his hair down and mouths the noodles as he lays his eyes down, creating an unspeakable tone.

If it was just the two of us, could we fulfill it and keep reason?

Yut thinks so, taking care not to stare at Valtrude's lips who soak the noodles.

"Ugh...... This isn't so bad either."

"That's good"

"Yut, take this ramen with you."

"Forgive me for that."

Valtrude swells his cheeks in dissatisfaction, but he has no choice. Once I did that, I didn't think Acorn or Yona would shut up.

Maybe Arcia too......

"Next year, I hope it's peaceful"

Yut, who finished his meal in a hurry, fumbles, says that.

That's unconscious. But heartfelt words.

"Yut, I don't think you can do that, do you?

"Don't tell me."

Laughter leaks from no one.

"Well, what. Say hello next year."

Thus, my time with my loved ones passed.