The Other World Dining Hall

Hilda, an Imperial Capital-based mercenary, was in a forest.

"... man. You were a pain in the ass."

There were 30 of them. Hilda pulled out her shoulder strength, confirming in the dark the night after the goggles on the crystal board that the last one with her back turned to make her head bounce in an attempt to escape the goblin herd.

What you're holding is a crossbow that Hilda has always used since she became a one-man mercenary, powerful enough to punch through iron armor, even with Hilda's fine arms.

The head is worn by a hooded hat close to a helmet made of hard beast leather and a goggle made of a transparent crystal plate that protects the eyes.

The foot is worn with sturdy leather trousers and leg armor, the upper body a sleeveless leather jacket and a lightweight, sturdy, misrilled hand that is worn to the fingertips with the arms protruding out to feel the wind.

Hilda, with her eyes at night and ears that accurately distinguish even small sounds, acts primarily alone.

Rather, there is no such thing as a mercenary who can act with Hilda, who can run through a woodland that is difficult to walk through without a single light on, even at night.

It was therefore inevitable.

"He and his treasures will be collected later... will we return to base today"

From the openness of completing the goblin exorcism, Hilda speaks to herself more than usual.

Experience has shown that goblins accumulate treasures in their nests.

If there were 30 of them, that would be a good amount.

Most of them are crap that doesn't cost a dime, but I don't insult them because they also mix copper coins, silver coins, and other things that become gold from time to time.

Of course I get a late payment, but that's what I call it.

More than 20 years ago, the pioneering village of the Empire was created everywhere since the discovery of the fruits of danshaku, which grew in cold lands not suitable for growing wheat, fruited in soil not devoured by birds and savoury whether boiled or baked.

Hilda visited this forest at the request of the extermination of a goblin who lived in the forest from one of the villages that was as much as that.

Then 3 days. Hilda finally eradicated about 30 goblins in total, completing the request.

"If it's about goblins, don't deal with them anymore."

Clear out the arrow exhausted crossbow, carry it on your back, and Hilda returns to where she prepared herself as a base.

It's a simple base where you put up a tent and gathered chops of wood to make it easier to start a bonfire, but still quite generous to Hilda, who's used to living like that.

And it was on the way back to base that Hilda found 'it'.

"... yeah?

Hilda, who was walking, stopped walking.

"Something... Anything?

It's unfounded, but her instincts make her stop.

Hilda checks everywhere with only her eyes according to it.

His eyes captured it, almost as visible as daylight, even with a few stars, and Hilda stared at it unexpectedly.

"Is that... a door, huh?

What was in front of me was a black door with a gold handle.

... it's not like it's in the woods by mistake.

"... until yesterday, we didn't have anything like this, did we?

I went through this area yesterday.

That's why I know.

Until yesterday, there were no doors here.

"... smells like treasure"

Hilda, who somehow felt a 'good feeling' about the door, hands on the door.

Hilda always believes in her intuition.

From the time I ran out, where I only had eyes and ears for the rest of my worn-out homemade bow, without equipment like this one, I relied on my instincts to survive and become a mercenary that could be described as top-notch like this.

I don't doubt that now.

And when you apply force to the handle, the door opens lightly.

"Ah, yes, welcome!

One girl in an unusual outfit looks at Hilda and says hello out loud.

Hearing the chillin 'chillin' and sounding doors, Hilda was surprised by the presence of her daughter in front of her.

What looks like a goggle made of crystal plates is a daughter wearing a shorter skirt and unusual clothing that seems comfortable even if her sleeves are short.

That's good.

The problem was on top of that...... it was on her head.

"Omae... the Demon Clan?

Confirm unexpectedly to the girl in front of you with a slightly lower voice.

Yes, her head, well cared for, grew up nagging on fluffy blonde hair without dirt...... pitch-black horns.

If you're just a human being, you might think it's an unusual hair decoration or something, but Hilda's eyes can't be deluded.

"Oh, the..."

"Oh, no, I'm sorry. I'm not gonna say anything."

Hilda decides to reveal herself in a panic over the appearance of the Devil's daughter, who suddenly turns herself against the words.

He took off his crystal goggles, took off his hooded hat and showed it to him.

The eyes that emerged from under the goggles shrunk 'vertically' in response to the bright store light.

The dark brown pointy ears that were hidden under the hat, covered in soft beast hair, and the same color of the hair move tingly.

"... the eagle, too, is a demon. Name is Hilda."

Hilda, a demonic mercenary who received the cat's eyes and cat's ears as protection over the Evil God, named him.

"I see, is this a different world restaurant"

Hilda got to her seat as she asked what was going on, saying Aletta, the demon girl at the pay.

"Yes! All the food here is so delicious!

Aletta answers that with a full smile.

Mistakes would be words from the heart, not words that her employer, the shopkeeper, is imposing, etc.

Drink water that tastes slightly fruity, saying it is free poured into the glass of vitreous received from Aletta, remove the hands of the misrils you love to use and wipe your hands with a hot, wet cloth.

(Uhm, good store inside)

The water is gentle on the dry throat and the cloth is comfortable inside.

I can tell by instinct. This would be a good store.

(Guests are eating really delicious meals, too)

Several guests were mouthing thoughtful dishes in this otherworldly cafeteria, as the saying goes.

All those faces, smile. Aletta's right, everyone in this store seems to feel the food in this store is delicious.

(... over there is Samurai Master Tatsugoro, next to him... no way is Altrius the Great Sage?

The legendary mercenary who comes from the western continent and the king kingdom I, and hence a man called the best sage in the world as a human species.

A situation in which two people stand side by side with Hilda, who is in mercenary operations, and this is the first time they have seen the real thing, although they have heard it many times.

If this is what happened in Hilda's world, it's a bit of a case.

"Yes...... so, cooking, what will you do?

"Let's have it. So, what can you do?

Hilda asks back to confirm Aletta.

"Yes... uh, Mr. Hilda speaks Samanak..."

"I can read it. I remember it after I became a mercenary."

Answering Aletta's query, Aletta breaks her face pat.

"Oh, then wait a minute! I'll bring your stuff!

I proclaim so and pull back, and I'll be right back.

"They can get everything written here out. If you decide, say it!

So I give Hilda a thin, big book, and Aletta goes under another guest.

"... well, that's a lot of money"

Hilda, left alone, does not panic and makes no noise, opens the menu.

What's sloppy there is a lot of food and its description.

Most of them are just dishes that Hilda doesn't know what to cook either.

"... well. Can you do croquettes and fries too...... no!?

Just a few of them, dishes you know......

Hilda, who was both thinking about asking for a dish that was a classic in the Empire, using Danshak fruit, turned the book and was surprised again.

"... sweet confectionery," he said!?

A section titled 'Dessert'.

Slightly lined up there are the names of various confectioneries.

Hot cake in parfait, pudding, pound cake......

They're all dishes that don't sound familiar, but there's something Hilda can tell.

"... this is a lot cheaper"

The confectionery written there was a broken price saying that if it was cheap, I wouldn't do a few with copper coins, and even if it was expensive, I wouldn't do 10 with copper coins.

Normally, a sweet is such a expensive purchase that paying in silver coins, even a little, is fundamental.

This is because all sweet things, such as sugar and honey, are precious, substitutes that the common people have no connection with, and are supposed to be eaten by nobles.

I've only eaten enough decent confectionery to count, whatever the seasonal fruit you can buy with Hilda and copper coins.

"Mmmm... for this price, definitely confectionery"

About the same price as any other dish...... broken considering it's a treat.

Noisy for the price Hilda decides to eat sweets.

"If so, what you eat... is soufflé cheesecake..."

If you get lost, rely on your intuition.

Pick the one who pinned it on the euphemism.

One of three cheesecakes alongside rare, soufflé and baked.

I would ask for a sweet baked treat that tastes like cheese, Hilda's favorite, which is soft according to the description of everything.

"Hey! Aletta! Order, please!

"Yes! I'm home!

Call Aletta and place an order.

"Give me this, this soufflé cheesecake and do it. Cow tea and tea together."

Hilda, who finds herself aiming at the phrase "Ask for dessert in general, including pudding, and all drinks will be half the price" written at the end of that section, orders tea with her.

"Yes! Thank you!

Aletta nods to Hilda's order and goes to the kitchen behind the store.

Then I often wait.

"Thank you for waiting! This is a set of soufflé cheesecake and koo tea. Cow tea is sugar in the blue jar there, so put it in and drink it."

"Okay. Thanks."

While I am heartily surprised to say that sugar is all-you-can-use, I accept it.

A triangular confection with red tea poured into a white elegant vessel made of ceramic and a cheese colour hung with a red-purple sauce.

Both are the first foods Hilda sees.

(First...... ho. That's a lot of white. Thought it was something more brown)

Open the blue candle and see what's inside.

pure white grain and a spoon to cover it.

In the meantime, Hilda puts sugar over her hands and tries to lick it.

(... it's sugar indeed)

I am convinced this is sugar for the sweet flavor that spreads over my tongue and drink it in about 3 cups of tea.

"... um. Delicious."

The tea that spreads in your mouth is sweet, just a little tannic and sour.

It has a flavour that you can't drink, but it is delicious inside by staining your tired body.

"Well, next..."

Finally, I decide to get my hands on the soufflé cheesecake I asked for earlier.

Take a small fork and cut and stab the tip of the triangle...... the unsourced area.

"Is that a treat that tastes like cheese...... ugh!?

And carry it to your mouth...... leak your voice by accident.

Cheesecake to eat for the first time. That is cheesy sour and aromatic but certainly sweet.

But what was truly surprising was the feeling.

(Stupid...... it did say soft but is it so soft to say cheesecake!?

Yes, the confectionery was too soft.

It has a moist, wet feel. It is light and breaks hollow in the mouth.

And what remains is a sweet flavor with a flavor of cheese.

I should have eaten it, but all I have left in my mouth is an aftertaste.

"There you go, Fumara!

I can't forget that feeling, and I accidentally took another bite.

Now cut it big and throw it in your mouth.

And it still collapses hollow, sweet cheese flavor.

But that's not all.

(Hmm!? That this purple sauce is excellent too!?

Yes, Hilda cut the cake wide earlier, inevitably transporting the purple sauce on the cake to her mouth at the same time.

The flavor was great again.

(This sauce, is this cooked with sugar in the berries!?

Sweet and sour berry sauce that goes perfectly with cheesecake.

It had a dark sweetness that would never come out of raw fruit alone.

Its dark sweetness combines cheese and berries with two different types of acidity to create one harmony.

Soft, sweet and sour...... very tedious, savory.

Furthermore, it went perfectly with the tea we ordered together.

"Sorry! Aletta! Bring me another plate of cheesecake... No, bring me two! Cow tea, too!

Hilda's replacements are also inevitable.

"Yes! Please wait a moment!

Aletta replied pleasantly to Hilda's request.

"Hmm... I didn't know I could even take it home..."

Hilda was walking through the woods at night, exhaling the smell of cheese.

A large, round cake featuring six pieces of cake bought earlier from a different world cafeteria.

Plus a small vial of vitreous with a sauce to hang on it, apparently a jam.

Now one silver coin would be a good enough purchase.

Hold the cheesecake gently with such self-admiration and hurry to the camp.

"... Looking forward to tomorrow morning"

After that, the guy who tells me he's the store owner told me he might rot if he doesn't eat it all up tomorrow, but no problem.

That wonderful flavor would flatten it with peroli in a single meal, about six.

(Oh, how about... Until tomorrow, patience)

If I accidentally cut another cut or so, I deny that the idea of saying it turned my head.

If I eat this delicious meal at once while I still have the aftertaste of eating it in the store, I will definitely regret it.

Hilda's intuition told me so.