Mr. Nobu's Otherworld Chronicles

While the villagers I helped dropped me off, after the village, we ran down the road to the Wang capital.

I can't afford the itinerary. It doesn't necessarily mean things like yesterday don't happen. Extensively expand your spatial grasp so that you don't fail to be alert by tightening back the tension that was slightly loose... Plant ingredients in the carriage. Tension, goodbye.

In the end, we made good progress to the Wang capital in two days.

Now I just unloaded my load and finally slowed down at the inn. Tomorrow's ingredients are well prepared. Shall I beat the tongue drum on Inn's pride dish today?

It's a lot busier if you go downstairs. The mercenaries are cheerfully drinking as well as doing quite well. Come on, we've only had a dozen minutes about this place. How fast is it going to finish?

If you look closely, the women also eat in the corner of the tavern, mainly Eto. Usually they would have taken me to my room... Perhaps it feels like Lady Shania was told out and put on board by Eto.

I hesitate to rock to step into a sorority like that. Let's sneak down to the corner seat while we kill the signs and sort out the menu. Which......

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-Teheron's Pepper

-Ssomomomo's Kura If

- Den hives steak

- Grilled Kurumi Dongoro

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Yeah, I have no idea! What is this? Fortunately, other than this, it's apparently a decent menu. Chicken steak and stuff are lined up downstairs. Still, does putting these at the top of the menu make this inn proud? Do you want me to ask for it out of curiosity or make it a menu that's no difficulty?

In twenty minutes.

"Thank you for your patience ~. Would you have preferred the product ordered with tehron, susomomomo kurashi, dendrobi steak, yakitori dongoro roasted and fruit water? Yes, then enjoy our prized cuisine ~"

A number of dishes arranged on the table all the time. Yes, curiosity won. I asked for it all. Because if it's terrible, you just have to make it yourself and eat it later. Still, the choice didn't seem wrong so far. Something with a good smell that tickles your nasal cavity.

Which one, punch.

Ha!

What the hell happened to me!? Oh, I'm already hungry for some reason. When did I eat it all?

Desperately dressing my senses back from my flying consciousness. That came up a few times though.

Teheron's pepper is like a vinegar with a pleasant tight texture. As I heard later, a demon called the Mountain Sea Moon seems to be the ingredient. Susomomomo's kura is a carefully simmered part of a demonic momomo called Susomomo that resembles a rabbit that lives around here. I don't know what the crust is, but is it the simmering method?

What an ingredient with a similar name to some squad called Den Mamma Steak was vegetable steak under the name of a turnip variety. The unexpected but snugly chewed texture is indescribably overflowing. The vegetable juice spreads all over my mouth. Melting. The yakitori dongoro grill was sweet. Initially, I thought it was just a meat area called Classita, or I just took the acronym Cranberry, Raspberry, Sequasar, and Taconoki and lined them up. They are processed and baked like crêpes are called dongolo bakes.

And all of this seems to be named by the head chef of this inn, not a dialect specific to the region or anything. Too unique a taste, chef. It was really delicious but I'm sure I can't reproduce it myself. Still, why don't we buy the fruit that was used for that dongolo grill tomorrow morning? I feel the harvest time is unscrupulous, but this is a different world, let's not go into it.

- Once upon a time, in a black void, the Creator laid down his vagina.

Rin's singing echoes inside the tavern as she moisturizes her throat with fruit water. I wonder if it was the bard of the crossing. A woman in a hood stood on a small stage set in the center. Another woman wearing a similar hood follows and sings as she plays the harp.

- I gathered shards of stars, worked out, created giant stars.

- It's full of desolate wilderness.

- The Creator created the sea there.

- Then gently leave the trees to mercy the clean wind

- The sky is blue and the earth is green and overflowing.

- And finally, the Creator spawned our ancestral beasts, foresters, earthlings, demons, etc.

- The things that are produced, enjoy eternal peace on the earth in paradise.

- The Creator, satisfied and surrogated, gave birth to a goddess, traveled beyond the walls of time and space.

- The Creator entrusted this world to me, Goddess. In other words, Lutia, found by the Beast, born between the Forester and the Grounders, my beloved Amethris, a gentle and magical spirit, great among the Demons, Hadin, the soul of a mass of possibilities more lost than the other worlds.

- While the Goddess of the Four Pillars is watching, the peace...

Goton

"Lady, don't sing such a disgusting song. Come here and exaggerate. You can make more money than you can make with a song like that."

Fool finds abusively placing wooden jocks and interrupting performances and songs. Slightly I walked over and tried to grab you by the bard's daughter... the hand I grabbed was my hand. I used a sneak moment metastasis, hehe.

"Oh? Do you want my drink?

"Hey, why are you exaggerating the bastard? When did you get in front of me?"

"No, no, I just got close to wanting to talk to you later about the current song. It's a corner nomination, though, and I'll take care of it. Come on, come on, about the seats."

Guru and give me back my wrist and hold it down the other way. Ha ha, don't get me licking my physical abilities right now. Even apples can be crushed with one hand. Lift up the drunk and put him back in his seat.

"Master, serve every customer you have right now one drink at a time. My luxury."

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

Where did you get the swordswallowing vibe earlier? Though it was just a cup, there was a buzz around. At once, I was on our side. The beginning and end of silent pressure on a drunk who was in good shape. Though intended. You guys are cash.

"Ladies, now I'd like a good song from the economy."

I don't even know what a drunk is going to say. I don't mind but I think the song was chosen wrong a little to sing in a tavern with lots of Pu people. As Mr. Dillitt said a while ago, is that going to be an elf heirloom?

"Thank you. Now let's take a song that is still popular in the Hinoto Empire."

The bard, who removed his hood and revealed brown skin from under it, was a dark elf. Oh, my first raw dark elf. Unlike elves, it created a luscious atmosphere and also protruded chest armor. No, I'm sure it's a personal difference. I'm sorry about the other elf you were hooking up with. My gaze can be nailed to Mr. Dark Elf.

- I fell in love. I risked my life.

- You're the only one looking.

- If you stand, you sit, you peony.

- That's what I dream of you.

- Supin 'up your cheeks.

- A - A - A - A Dream Chasing Han's Travel (Michi)

And the song released from that revealing face was... an unexpected de opera!

I never dreamed Mr. Dark Elf would sing a big song in favor of Kobushi. Mr. Elf also started playing a three-sided instrument, not a harp. It's like a fantasy sobat. They instantly spread like everything was sung by a brave man summoned in the Hinoto Empire. What are you doing, brave man called by Hinoto? Well, if the Hinoto Empire was Japanese, there might have been a preferred basement.

The song I heard a long time ago moistened my heart. The drunkards seem to like it this time as well and are giving a compliment.

And as I listen to further additional songs, I see signs of my hips falling next to mine.

"No, I was impressed by your skill earlier."

Good merchant-style Mitsuhei gives praise with a smile that seems to be good with people.

"Not so much. It wouldn't have happened if I had scratched the skin of the women's elves' beads."

"Oh, you know a lot about boulders. This elf boasts a black, luscious dark elf with a bright white luminosity. It must be a crystal of beauty made by God. I can't believe I hurt that one."

"Absolutely. It's only the pinnacle of stupidity to do something with your strength to get it."

"Nanriri. Oh, my God, I don't feel like I've ever seen you before. Oh, this is rude. My name is Utosa, and I am a Chilean female bird shop businessman in Kingsville, and I am now engaged in recreational hiding. See you later."

"This is polite. I'm a young man named Nobusada who runs an alchemy shop called Wazumi Shop in Gramada."

I don't know what else to think. Yeah, maybe it's because you look like me when I was on Earth. And what would a Chilean female bird shop be? It bothers me a lot but I can't tell you.

I shook hands with disappointment and then blossomed into subhuman rigging with Mr. Dark Elf's opera in the back.