Living as an Unemployed in Another World

86 – 4. Silence in the Helm (2)

2.

I entered the kitchen sniffing loudly for no reason, and the warm air enveloped my flushed face. She glanced at the hearth because of a familiar, savory smell, and saw Angela boiling the stew while scooping out the contents with a ladle. Acquire! As I coughed again, she turned and met her eyes with mine. Then it was a gesture of welcome and a gesture.

“Jin! You came just fine. I’m sorry, but could you look at my liver?”

“Yes.”

I turned her pace towards her. Almost every meal at the inn is handled by Mr. Angela. If her husband, Mr. Cooper, has a hand in the ingredients and overall operation, and her daughter, Celine, serves and occasionally helps with the laundry, it is natural for her to take care of all the remaining dishes and housework. . Even that diligent Celine can easily guess the intensity of the work given that she sometimes complains that she can’t do it like her mother.

According to her, she, like Mr. Cooper, was an adventurer in the past, but she still does not know what class she belongs to because she did not reveal it herself. Contrary to her delicate and gentle appearance, her steel-like stamina suggests that she may have been a shield-type warrior class. I took her ladle from her.

“I tried making it as you wrote, but something doesn’t taste perfect. There isn’t really any missing ingredient, uhm.”

Her moaning, I smiled vaguely at her. While staying at the inn, some of the recipes I had created as a pastime—application of knowledge from the world I lived in—were especially popular with the guests. Ms. Angela, who is in charge of cooking, is trying to follow the same words I wrote down, but it seems that it is not easy. I tasted the stew briefly, then smacked it. It’s okay if you do this.

“…… It’s similar to what I see. Just cook it a little longer and it will be the same.”

“So what? Wouldn’t the soup be too thin?”

“At that time, you just need to add a little more leftover scaffolding. By the way, Celine came to wash up, did Angela decide what to do? I saw that she was talking with the women.”

“Huh? Alas, I am Later with her husband…….”

Ah. Seeing her blushing, I nodded her head at her stop. I asked you something The fact that the marriage between them is good is common knowledge that even the inn guests know. Embarrassed for nothing, I opened my mouth thinking of running away quickly alone.

“Well, then I will be at the counter. Call me whenever you need.”

“…… Will you? Wouldn’t it be hard? You must have worked hard to make a fire, but you don’t go up and rest.”

“No. Anyway, if it cools down in the middle, I have to go and paste it again. Then.”

I turned around from the kitchen, showing the cane I had stuck in my waistband. After all, he’s like an angel no matter what. Her appearance resembles Celine and her personality is much softer. She is still beautiful, but she must have been incredibly popular when she was young, and I still wonder how a woman like her married her slob and her one-legged Mr. Cooper to run her inn.

Was it a little different when his bangs were a bit full? Men really do have hair. I’m also under a lot of stress these days because I’m going through a lot of things, but I don’t know if I’m going to lose my hair later. My shoulders trembled at the terrifying imagining, and I headed to the shelf full of bottles.

Feeling the presence of people approaching the counter, the two people who had occupied their seats turned their heads at the same time. It was a thief mummy and a red nosed Punta, a somewhat unusual combination of a human woman and a dwarf man. She is the mummy. She must have thought that Mr. Angela had returned. She put a soft smile on her lips, and when she saw me approaching, her eyes widened.

“Jin? …… He said he was in the bathroom.”

“I just entered Celine. You can’t stay there all the time.”

“Hmm.”

Mira listened to my answer and smiled meaningfully. What do you mean by that I didn’t say anything, but I felt nervous as if I had been caught saying the two of them were together. I asked with a smile as if nothing had happened.

“Mira, it’s rare for you to concede your order. What kind of wind is blowing?”

“Well, sometimes I think it wouldn’t be bad. …… Did you expect Not that girl, I wish I was first. Do.”

Mira smiled, curling the corners of her eyes. I suddenly imagined a half-naked woman facing me in her bathroom…… sh*t. This foxy guy. I sighed, pulled up a chair, and murmured.

“I was just going to light the fire again by the time you went in and come out. If you don’t like it, don’t.”

“Huh? Uh…… Well, if that’s the case, I’d be fine.”

Mira was teasing me to the fullest, then she blushed with pleasure, perhaps embarrassed by what I muttered to her. Her voice had shrunk, and her joy seemed to remind me that bathing is an important thing for women all over the world. Anyway, for a woman as demanding as she is, such trivial considerations work surprisingly well. She feels that a part of her heart fills up when she sees Mira, who is rarely ashamed.

“You look so ugly, I can’t look at you anymore. Just get out and die.”

“If you go outside in this weather, you will surely die…” … So, what were you two having so much fun talking about?”

I have doubts about the combination of the two, who seem to have nothing in common, but on the other hand, I can roughly guess when I see a dagger of Mira placed between them. What else can I talk about with a dwarf who loves iron and alcohol? They must have been discussing the build quality of her weapon, which she bought in the city. Even so, when I sneakily asked to divert the topic, Mira whispered in her ear in a sweet voice with her bewildering smile.

“Don’t worry. Jin didn’t do anything to make you jealous. Do you believe me?”

“…… I wasn’t jealous Mira, don’t hang out with this guy too much. A very bad quality dwarf.”

“Hey. I’m still here!”

“I don’t enjoy drinking, I live in addiction, I also like gambling and I’m as lazy as I am. If you hang out together, you will get bad habits and your body will stiffen.”

After my words, Punta and I were arguing with each other across a table. Punta’s strength was by far the stronger, but his short arms never touched my face. I brushed off a few strands of his beard on the floor and sat down. Seeing us like that, Mira laughed heartily.

“Of all the insults I’ve heard in my life, this one is by far the worst. If you weren’t my friend, I could have killed you already.”

“If you can, try it. Don’t you know I can cast spells now? If you don’t want to burn all the rest of your beard, you’d better not mess around.”

“Hey, campaigning with fire bolts [Fire arrows]. Aren’t you in a position to heat up the girls’ bath water with that fancy magic? If you had talent as a mage, you would have continued to be an adventurer right away.”

This guy. Blow away the facts cowardly? I immediately tried to refute Punta’s words, but unfortunately I had to keep my mouth shut. It was because he had given up his short adventure last month and blamed the guy who kept asking why because he was not good at magic. It’s because there are only a few spells that can be used, and the level of magic isn’t great.

Of course it’s true that I’m not good at it, but that’s a little different if you don’t pay attention to this slot. Even so, he couldn’t come up with any other persuasive reason while he was doing so much magic. Isn’t it impossible to talk about slots and curses to this drunkard? I still haven’t told anyone about my circumstances.

On the other hand, Mira grinned at Punta after seeing me fighting in the dungeon. Seeing her smile as a favor to herself, he smoothed her ugliness and deliberately praised her.

“She doesn’t really like human women, but this lady has quite a bit of an eye. She is good at handling daggers and has a good knowledge of weapons. I wonder how the hell did you get to know a girl like this.”

“Never mind. Mira, don’t hang out with him either. Hasn’t it already been a year since you’ve been wandering all over the place looking for an artifact or something? She will quickly go to her hometown.”

I fired a word at Punta, who has been increasingly clinging to the inn these days, and he hit my nose against the table with a melancholy face. Being kicked out of his hometown, it’s a little bit sad, but it’s no wonder that sympathy disappears even if he tries to have a hundred days of drinking and gambling. When I threatened her, she winked as if to say not to worry about mummy.

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No, I wasn’t jealous. What kind of human man would be jealous of a dwarf? Anyway, the inn women always listen to what people want to hear. Even as I let out a sigh of hers, on the other hand, I felt proud of her as she naturally melted into her inn.

Mira became very friendly with the people of the fort’s inn. She chats as often as she does now with Mr. Angela, as well as with Punta and Gerald’s party. With Celine, well, as each of them has their own circumstances, they seem distant so far. Still, I didn’t fight like I used to.

At first, I got the impression that I was trying to get points by being close to people on purpose, but now I feel that my expressions are much more natural and the atmosphere has become softer. It must mean that I am gradually opening my heart to other people besides myself. It was a bit of a relief for me, who was the only one who knew her difficult life journey.

Just…… Did he really feel my eyes looking at him, like a thief with good senses? Mira seemed to have a somewhat sinister smile on her face. Something ominous. Unlike her little lady who still didn’t know her worth, she was a real baggy lady who once even tried to do that to me. I can’t be bothered with this for a while. Although he is conscious of his relationship with Celine, he pushes him away, but as a man, he is suffering in many ways.

I raised my head while wiping the cup for no reason. Today’s inn scenery was also generally quiet. The hall was quiet, and not many people were out of the room, considering that the stairs were noisy with some women waiting for their turn.

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Nothing will happen today anyway. Winter is such a season. Days when you have to consume your energy just by enduring the cold wind. Thinking that Celine had washed her body, I tried to get her butt off. Suddenly, I saw one of the adventurers gathered in front of her by the fireplace screaming and looked straight ahead.

────Kyaaak! It’s Living Mail!

Oh. This is a pattern I’ve seen a lot. I frowned. Isn’t that the man who just screamed? It wasn’t a scream coming from the stairs. I can do very vocally. Looking at the sight with a sigh, a knight clad in iron was standing tall over the swing door.