The Other World Dining Hall

Romero was half-wound in despair as he watched the abominable morning sunlight illuminate all the way to the entrance to the hole.

"Has the night dawned..."

"Duh, what do we do? Romero......"

Giulietta, my lover beside me, grabs Romero's hand.

"I'm fine. I'll protect you."

Feeling its hands tremble with fear, Romero bites his lips off.

I was going to know. What does it mean that you and Julietta will be lovers?

But I couldn't stop it. To return to years of loneliness, Romero had learned too much about Giulietta's warm love.

That's why it's hard.

That the chaser is already imminent… i.e. that death is imminent on two people.

(Shit! I would still have been good if I had been alone...)

Yes, if it's just Romero, I still gave up.

I'm already dirty. I can't complain about being killed.

But not Julietta.

I chose to follow myself, and I set myself apart from the sunny world, but I am a sober person who hasn't committed any sins yet.

(Is there anything... something)

I can't go outside already.

The chaser is imminent, and most importantly, the sun has risen.

It will be only a matter of time before the chaser finds this, an indescribable cave.

Then the future that awaits us both is dark.

That was the time.

"Ah!? Romero! Look! Oh, that!

Julietta, who sees the back of the hole, raises her voice in surprise.

"What... door!?

Heavenly help, or there was one door there.

(What? Why the door...... no, wait)

A black door with a cat painting that wasn't supposed to be there until just now.

After being surprised by the inexperienced presence, Romero thinks a little... silently takes Julietta's hand and Romero walks out.

"Romero? What's that door? You know something?

Giulietta questions as she is pulled by Romero, who approaches the door.

"No, I don't know. But it should be better than being here right now."

Answer Giulietta that way and put your hand on the door.

(Now, what lies ahead...)

You can't get out of the hole until which road sun goes down more than the sun has risen.

Then we have to move on.

The door opens with the sound of a bell called chillin 'chillin' and relieves me that a dim room is spreading.

Apparently not where the sun's rays come in, at least.

"Let's go"

Less words, encourage Julietta.

"Yes, I've decided to follow you everywhere. We'll get to the end of this."

The opposing Julietta also decides to be ready and nods one with a face that has lost her blood.

The two then join hands and leap into the dark place in the door.

Batan and the door close, and the door disappears.

Then about an hour later.

"Son of a bitch! That monster! Where the hell have you been?

"It's morning! He can't get away with this! Find him! Kill him!

"Lady Giulietta... I hope you're safe..."

"No. That would be difficult. Perhaps she's already..."

They desperately look for Romero and Giulietta, illuminated by the morning sun.

... unknowingly, such as having escaped to a place you will never find.

"Is this... the basement?"

At the end of the door was a small basement.

"What the hell is that? Here."

Giulietta leaned softly against Romero's side causing her to shrink and tremble.

The basement was a strange place, unlike the one connected from that hole.

A number of well-maintained tables and chairs are arranged, and there are neat glass bottles and chairs on the table.

The walls are decorated with paintings and the wooden floors are glossy.

(Is that the wizard's room?... although I'm pretty sure teleporter's kind of magic has something to do with it)

Ten times more alive than Julietta is. Romero smells the magic that fills the room sensitively, and decides so.

The room is full of magic. Fortunately, there doesn't seem to be any dangerous substitutes to carry out attacks on 'uninvited guests'.

... I feel signs of people coming off the back where the light is faintly leaking.

Perhaps that is the Lord here.

(Well, what...!?

"Yikes!?

The change came abruptly.

Suddenly, the room is lit up like noon.

"Damn!? Is that a trap...?

"This light... doesn't hurt?

The two people who accidentally defended themselves with conditional reflexes realize that.

From the light that brilliantly illuminates the two, I do not feel the pain like the holy light manipulated by the followers of the sunlight or the abominable God of Light.

Apparently it doesn't contain any slight magic, just illuminating the two of them.

"Whoa!?... There you are. You're here a long time ago."

I can speak to both of you.

It's a middle-aged man, standing at the edge of a room that leads to the back room, who's been speaking up.

A man in a disappointed shape with a neat jaw.

A man continues his words.

"It's not easy to be. I'm still getting ready...... are you okay? You both look a lot pale."

"Ah, oh. Never mind, we're both born like this. He's in great shape."

Romero answers to the man who asks strangely.

I'm not lying. It's true that I'm feeling a little sleepless, but I'm not in a bad shape myself thanks to the fact that no sunshine comes in.

"More than that, what is this place?

Refresh your mind, Romero asks.

We know that the door in the hole is like a teleporter.

If so, we should assume that this place has gone out to a completely different place.

The man tells two people what this place is.

"I call this a Western cat, it's a restaurant. People like you are often called" Different World Dining Rooms. "

As usual. As the owner of this store.

"Is this your restaurant?

"Different world cafeteria means this is a different world?

To that answer, Romero and Giulietta ask at the same time.

"Yeah well. For once, it's a regular restaurant for you in this world.

From people like you, it looks like this is a different world. "

And keep the word going.

"So why don't you eat something? My shop still has a pretty good reputation."

That's what makes me laugh.

"Romero, shouldn't you have something to eat? … that way we'll be 'customers'"

"I see, so is that..."

Romero also nods at Julietta's words, which he reluctantly says.

If this is the restaurant, order the food and we'll be guests.

If you're a customer… for example, you won't be complaining until sundown here.

If there's a way to make it easier, I've never been over it.

"Okay. Okay, let's just get the most expensive dish in this store for two. And... if it's wine, I'd like it too."

So Romero puts out an order.

Fortunately, I have money.

I don't know what different worlds of food are, but for now, if it's the most expensive dish, I can complain.

"The most expensive dish? That makes it bifty...... roasted cow meat, okay?

I haven't been able to make the stew yet. And wine. "

Hear Romero's order and the store owner confirms it to Romero.

Expensive dishes alongside beef stews in different world cafeterias.

Bifteki, which is an old-fashioned way of calling it by habits from earlier generations, is not very popular with people from different worlds.

Hi. They don't really like what they call beef.

With that confirmation, the store owner asks back.

"It's roasted beef... well, fine. Give me that. Oh, and I'm sorry, but Galeo and I can't smell that. Don't use Galeo."

On the other hand Romero also hears of the roasted cow meat, and even looks delicate, he regains his mind and nods back.

Cooking orders are meant to keep people from complaining no matter which way they are in this store.

If it doesn't taste good, you can leave it.

Galeo, which is often used to eliminate the smell of meat... If it doesn't even contain an array that can be called a natural enemy to the Romeros, there's no problem.

"Okay. Then please wait a moment. Take your seats where you like."

After receiving the order, the store owner pulls into the back.

"Did you go..."

"... you managed to save me. Us"

Keep sitting in the right chair, the two exhale with strained tension.

Romero and Julietta took their hand and escaped for three days.

You won't be able to follow the boulders this far either.

"But roasted beef is the most expensive dish... what the hell kind of store is that? This is it."

A sigh of relief, where he could afford to look around, Romero mutters one thing.

"Right... it's so beautiful in the store"

Giulietta agrees with that, too, and looks inside the store.

Well-maintained and cozy inside.

The conditioning and decoration are the plain but neat shapes, but also the luster is applied, making you ask that it is quite luxurious.

Nonetheless, it is the meat of a cow.

For Romero and the others, the meat of the cow is aggregated into a single word that says' the soles of the shoes'.

Cows are usually kept in place of farm tools because they have slower legs but are stronger than horses, to milk, or both.

And it is normal to use cows as meat when they are old and weakened or unable to work due to injury.

Naturally, the flavour drops compared to the meat of pigs, chickens and wild beasts that hunters bring to take meat from the beginning.

Beef is hard and stinky, dog food or what the poor and peasants eat, such an idea underlies.

If you simmer that as a stew for a long time too and drain the ash juice. Still, just baked is not an approximate decent food.

Those two ideas are normal in different worlds.

"Fair enough. Nothing. I didn't ask you to cook."

Prices are like seating fees to sit in this store.

Romero, who is so disconnected, answered with ease.

That's how you do it, the store owner brings the food.

"Thank you for waiting. It's bifty. Even though it's seasoned with onion sauce, hey, it's not Galeo, but... Olanier's okay, right?

Ask once.

I noticed it after making it, but if the vegetables with a strong smell themselves don't work, so does the onions.

If that's the case, I'll have to rebuild it around grated soy sauce.

"Oh, I'm fine. If Galeo isn't in there, I don't care."

"I'm fine, too. Thanks."

Romero and Giulietta nod at the flavoring the shopkeeper told them.

Not just Galeo, but no problem with the other vegetables.

Besides, it's not a mistake to use smelly vegetables for meat from smelly cows.

... I don't know which way to go, but I don't expect it.

"Hey, that was good. Well then...... thank you for waiting. It's bifty."

With a relieved face, the shopkeeper arranges the dishes he has loaded and carried into the wagon.

What I brought loaded into the wagon was carpet and noise, in meat and soup, bread.

What a fragrant smell from the meat.

"... this is beef?

Romero listens back without thinking about it.

It's very different from what I imagined.

"Yeah. I don't go to Wagyu for boulders, but I use a pretty good guy, so it's good."

The owner nods back to Romero and cooks before the two of them.

I put it on a black iron plate, bifty. Finely chopped on top of it, coloured with colorful vegetables, the sauce mixed with gravy and something brown is hung, burnt over an iron plate to give it a good aroma.

"And this is the wine… the wine. It's a meat dish. Why did you turn it red?

"Yeah... thanks"

Get confirmation from the two of you and gently pour the bottle of wine into the wine glass.

It is poured into a shaped glass glass with a clear wine red wine.

"Then you're free to eat bread and soup instead. Take your time."

Finished arranging the dishes in front of the two, and the store owner, speaking up, goes to the back.

"... Much better than I thought"

Seeing the dishes arranged in front of him, Romero groans with a potpourri.

From the food in front of me, I can feel how delicious it looks.

Smells fragrant, looks vibrant.

Unexpectedly drinks sawdust.

"Well, let's eat"

"Yes."

The two nod and take the knife and fork.

I think the meal was bitten raw by both of us last night.

I would appreciate just putting it on a decent meal.

Stab the meat with a fork and cut with a knife.

"Oh, you're soft..."

Romero is surprised by the feeling.

Whether it was treated in a good way or the quality of the original meat, it was so soft that it was not considered a cow's meat.

The knife enters and hangs up.

The cut is the colour of meat with a slight mixture of redness.

From there, the gravy seeps.

Stab the meat cut into large bites with a fork and carry it to your mouth.

"... well"

To its taste, Julietta accidentally leaked one voice.

The meat was quite tender.

Contains in the mouth, chews off a thousand bites lightly and spreads the taste of meat and fat in a cup of mouth.

Its overflowing gravy is the taste of pepper, a salt added to the meat and a luxurious seasoning, combined with the spiciness of the raw oranier and the sweetness of the oranier through the fire, with two strange, very delicious brown sauces.

They intersect and taste great.

"... this is what you mean by the most expensive dish"

Giulietta leaks her thoughts on the flavor.

I tried it. Now I know.

In addition to the original good quality, the meat, carefully treated to the limit, is so soft that it does not seem like beef meat, and the sauce used for flavouring is also wonderful and ingenious.

It is also beautiful to accompany with colorful, fresh vegetables.

Something I can't say by mistake that I just baked meat.

It's just the most expensive dish in this store.

"I've heard rumors... does this taste like the beef you raised to eat"

Romero agrees with that, too, and remembers that.

In large countries such as kingdoms, empires, and principalities, cattle may be raised solely to take meat.

Knowing no labor whatsoever, the meat of a young cow, carefully fattened, seems to be so soft and delicious that it is incomparable with ordinary meat that even the royal marquis deserves to be treated.

I had no idea there would be such a substitute at a restaurant in Ichii...

"No, if you say so, was this a 'different world cafeteria'?"

The shopkeeper said earlier, saying this is a 'different world dining room'.

Thank you for understanding what that means.

I see, in that area, such as restaurants that serve so much delicious... they don't exist in Romero's world.

That convinces the two of us once again.

"... Again, you were right to escape here"

"Yeah, you can't come after your father, your knights, your priests here."

The two of us take the wine and lift it.

"To the future of the two..."

"Bless you..."

The wine I mouthed with the words of prayer was very clear and tasted delicious, even if not divided by water.

The two returned to their original pits at a time when the sun had completely fallen.

"Apparently, you saved my life."

"Oh. I wondered what would happen for a while."

From then on, the two layered their wine glasses, mouthed various dishes with soft white bread and soup, and sat in a different world dining room until the sun went down.

One customer after the other visited the store and said thoughtful dishes.

Very ordinary civilians to nobility...... that would also be far above Julietta, princess.

Warriors such as knights, samurai and mercenaries. Yin Yang master to the sorcerer.

To the elves, dwarves, halflings and other subpeople, and at the end of the day, subpeople close to monsters like Lizardman and Lillipat...

There were all kinds of customers in that store.

Thoughtfully, they ordered a variety of dishes that Romero and the others had never seen before, and were about to eat to the effect.

"But I was surprised then. Who is the High Priest of Light?"

"Pfft. Right. When I saw Romero's face back then."

Around noon, a young woman who lowered the holy mark of pure gold (judging by its shape, she was a follower of the God of Light), a testament to the high priest, brought in as many as three apprenticeship-like priest girls, only for that moment both of them solidified.

Fortunately, she didn't notice the two people who took their seats at the edge of the store, or even if she did, she started 'exorcising the monster' in this store and cautiously annoyed herself, and the four of us enjoyed the treats and the tea and went home with a firm purchase of souvenirs.

I had to laugh because I survived safely, but I can easily imagine that if I really fought, we would both have had no life.

Maybe the two of them were lucky in that sense.

"Well... let's go"

"Yep. I'll follow you... anywhere"

And the lovers, who have picked up their lives due to great fortune, take hands and kiss each other.

There was an oath that the two of us would live together, no matter what the difficulties.

That's why Romero sucked Julietta's blood, and Julietta chose to throw everything she's ever had away and go with Romero.

"You're almost there, aren't you? Your safe house."

"Oh, if we keep flying tonight, we should be able to get there. Just a little more, good luck... if we can get away safely, we might as well go back to that store."

"Yeah, right. I don't know how much I appreciate the people in that store... but it was delicious."

Finally got here.

With all that feeling...

The two turned into a herd of countless bats and flew away to a peaceful night lit by the full moon.