Seiun wo Kakeru

The women who cook would have been very busy when we were to have a quick banquet.

But still, by nightfall, the feast was somehow ready.

The fireplace was lit and the venue was bright and warm.

On the table were dishes such as suzuki vanilla steaming and sautéed freshly crushed goat meat.

To the aroma of rising, Age unexpectedly feels saliva gushing in her mouth.

It's a fantastic meal.

It was just a preserved meal every day, followed by an unsavory meal.

Recently I finally started eating mountain and spring vegetables, but during the winter months I was unable to eat solid meat. It was a hard bread day without soaking it in soup.

I think it would be a pleasure to be called to a luxurious dinner for a visitor.

Someday I will have to give it back to those who did not call me this time.

Wine is poured into each cup and whiskey crosses for some liquor lovers.

Age looked around, smelling the aroma of the poured wine.

The five, coming from Nazioni, sit together next to Franco's left.

The breakdown of the five was four men and one woman.

On the right, Bona sat down and was on the top seat.

A big man caught my eye in it.

It's giant enough to line up with the biggest Filippo in the village.

It featured two thick arms that also had as much rigid hair as a lion and a woman's hips.

At least you're fatter than Tania's hips......

What the hell kind of person is that?

I was concerned about the poor eyesight. I don't even try to hide my desires.

Its eyes are reluctantly giddy and staring down at its surroundings.

I got eyes on Age.

If you don't take your gaze off, you'll be stared at lightly. It was beastly intimidation.

You don't seem to intend to get along.

Or do you want to have an up and down relationship first?

I would choose to build a good relationship such as trust.

Age didn't understand the man's idea of intimidating me from the start.

"Well, let's just say it's time to start a welcome feast where we've all had drinks."

In the upper seat of the venue, Bona signals.

Everyone, including the big man, lifted the cup.

"To the five new people who have come to our village, cheers"

"Cheers." "Cheers." "Cheers."

Apart from each chest, each cup was bumped together in a breath-taking motion to build a hard sound.

"Age, if you drink too much, you can't"

"I know. I'll just put it on my weak tease. If you get drunk here, there's nothing majestic about it."

Tania's stomach is just getting a little plump these days.

I have been completely out of alcohol since I found out I was pregnant.

We both decided to drink water.

Insert the goat meat served on a plate with a fork.

Sautéed in bright red sauce was tender when bitten.

Probably still in the goat phase, and it became an ingredient.

It smells less and is delicious.

"Ah, this sautéed goat is delicious" yum ". This is wine sauce."

"This is fried mountain vegetable cheese."

"Did Mr. Tania make this?

"Jane and I had a rough time together."

It's delicious.

"I had a hard time. Oh, there's sauce on your cheek."

The cheek sauce is taken at the fingertips and its fingers move to the mouth.

Peroli, and a bright red tongue licked the sauce.

"It can't be."

"I'm sorry."

If they laugh without grin and evil, they can't be angry any more.

Feeling embarrassed, Age ran her eyes to the surrounding conditions.

Bona and Franco remain next to each other, tilting the cup quietly.

From the way he was trying to lick and drink, he didn't seem to be going to get deeply drunk.

Words are exchanged in calm voices from time to time, but my eyes are not laughing.

The two of us had tingling and tingling skin tension.

Men like Mike and Filippo panicked, but slowly enough to distance themselves from being found.

Each of the five, coming from Nazioni, was tongue-in-cheek at the meal.

I don't see how we can be aggressive yet, but if the drunkenness turns, we'll start exchanging words a little bit.

That was when I made my decision.

One man walked all the way through the whiskey, and after a long breath, he said something he couldn't miss hearing.

"Well, if you think it's a chinky village in the back of the mountain, the rice's pretty good."

"Hey, he said where the dick is"

It was Mike who bit at what the lion-headed big man said.

At first it seemed like they were trying to have fun drinking depending on how they handled it, but I guess they make fun of the village and can't stand it.

The air in the ballroom changed in an instant.

"Hmm, until I said what I thought. Are you disturbed by the star pointing at you?"

"Damn it, other people seem to be great... Grr!

"Don't be too crunchy. I'm weak."

I lifted it, wondering if I'd grabbed Mike's neck as close as I could possibly jump.

It was incredible.

with one arm, and lifting one man with his arm extended.

I guess it hurts to have my neck grabbed.

Mike released a sharp kick at the man while distorting his face, but he didn't even freak out.

The man stands with a cool face.

Age rushed up and ran over.

Why isn't Franco trying to stop it?

Stand beside a man, frustrated by a tax history he doesn't intend to manage.

"Stop it, get your hands off me!

"Dude, this is the guy who's been selling fights, huh?

"Stir it up. Which mouth says it!

"You're defiant, too. I'm the lord's son, right?

"What's wrong with that? If they sent you to this village, you will obey the rules of this village!

"Dante."

"Chip, all right."

Mike fell to the floor with Dosari as Dante let go of his hand, tongue-in-cheek at Franco's voice of restraint.

His face is blue and white and he is anaemic because he was suspended with his neck strangled.

My neck was bright red on the shape of my hands and it was painful.

Still, only its eyes were sharp, and it stood upside down at Dante.

Age also looked at Dante with a gaze that was incredibly sharp from his usual warm appearance.

Is a man like this coming to the village?

I can't leave you to be bulky as you are.

At least, if I'd allowed tyranny like now, I wouldn't have figured out what the problem would be.

"You, what's your name?

"First things first, you name it after yourself."

"Hmm, I'm Dante. A man who will be lord of the future."

"My name is Age. I'm going to teach you how to blacksmith."

"You're busy, too. - Respect, keep your head down!

Dante waves down to force him to hold his head.

Powerful tense.

Probably not a single Age if eaten properly.

- Moments.

Age was moving instantly.

Grab the wrist with your left hand and insert your right hand into your armpit.

Fold your body into small pieces. My legs kick on the ground and jump up my whole body.

It was a beautiful backdrop.

Dante's giant rose to space with fierce momentum.

Dante was slammed to the floor with a beautiful arc.

Along with a very loud shock sound, the floor swoops mistletoe and the venue sways.

I don't think Dante was able to get a reception because of something, he couldn't seem to move right away.

I was coughing up for hitting him hard from the back.

Was it my first experience or was I stunned with my eyes black-and-white?

Agie looked down at Dante.

I'm not alarmed at all. The next time I was attacked, I was ready to respond immediately.

On top of that, say.

"Choose who you want to sell the fight to. I am in a position to teach you. Whatever your position, you can't tolerate that transgressive attitude more than begging for teaching."

"Ki, you......!

"How about wishing him a return, Mr. Franco? It's just annoying to have someone who isn't willing to cooperate."

I turn my neck only for a moment and look at Franco, who was sitting in the upper seat.

But Franco shook his head sideways, even before this happened.

"No, let me tell him a lot. I apologize for ruining your feast. Me and Dante will be seated in the middle once. Everyone, please deepen your interaction."

"Franco!

"Shut up!

It was a sharp voice of reprimand.

Dante, who until then had a big attitude with his diagrammatically thick nerves, also nodded, knowing that he had just noticed his faults.

Can you take such an attitude? I thought Age saw an unexpected side of Franco.

Competent, but I was thinking of it as unsuitable for these rough things.

But maybe not necessarily.

Dante seemed to recover early from the effects thrown at him.

When standing up in a light foothold, Franco takes Dante and leaves the venue.

Coming to the front of the door, Dante stopped.

Turn around and stare at Age.

"Hey, you. Don't think you beat me."

"It's not a win or a loss."

It was killer to the point of horror.

It's intimidating enough to make your spine thin and cold. Fear sprang up when I confronted the wolf.

Perhaps the next thing I know, the throwing moves won't work now, I thought.