The plain and unnoticed me is no more

Having been able to go shopping for a long time, I decided to have my wings stretched for about an hour.

Chiyo is delighted that the number of customers has multiplied since I started standing in the kitchen every day, but I was actually going to open a little bit more. I thought it would be enough to pay everyone and make a little profit.

There aren't many rooms in this inn, so there's not much income from it. Besides, the repair cost was insufficient, and the two rooms, which had been abandoned for many years and had severe pain, could not be used.

Still, it's always full, so it's a stable source of income. Originally described as a mere inn, the main restaurant is now the cafeteria, which has recently been called a rice ball shop by locals.

"Fairy Sumitomoto" is a splendid name that lasts 150 years.

I went around the market lined with stalls and arrived at a spice shop, where I could find some curry flour. It wasn't exactly curry powder, but the aroma of the spice blended proprietarily was the very scent of the curry that I knew.

Asking the shopkeeper's man what this is, it seems to be a popular mix of spices in his hometown Intia. Because it is common to sprinkle it on meat and fish and bake it or use it for soup, I decided to buy one for a trial.

I already got what I was looking for, but I thought there might be other condiments I wanted, just like I found curry powder, so I started looking for a shop that deals in condiments. With cochujang and soy sauce, the range of dishes would be even wider.

"Good morning, Lana. Sometimes it's unusual for you to buy it out."

"Good morning. Yeah, there was a spice I really wanted. Please come and eat again."

Most of the people working in this market are regular diners. Look at my face and everyone will speak up. As I looked around the shop in response, I saw Singh running away from the shoppers from one side of the hotel.

What's going on? Was there any missing ingredients?

"Sin, good morning, what's up?

"Hah, hah... so much better... didn't you have to worry about it?"

"Did you come running all the way here worrying about me?

"Of course. I know all the people in this shop, but I don't know what kind of customers are here. So, what do you buy next?

Sin, as a matter of course, carelessly carried my luggage.

The basket is not yet heavy, but it is a little ticklish that I have been treated like a girl. In the kitchen, when I try to hold a heavy torso, I come to the neighborhood and carry it without saying anything, but this is the same thing, but when I do it outside, I become somewhat unconscious.

Speaking of which, isn't this the first time you've seen Singh outside?

"Ah... thank you, Sin. You know, I want soy sauce and cochujang. Even if you say so, you don't know."

"Oh, that's right over there. You know, Jean is like a red, spicy miso somehow, right?

"Yeah, yeah, yeah. You're right, but you know it well."

"When I was at the previous store, I came here for a purchase. At that time, I had a taste of it with an interest in mind, and I had a terrible experience, so I remembered."

"Fufu, I can imagine something."

I was surprised that soy sauce and cochujan were in this world, but like there are countries similar to Japan in this world, I'm sure other countries are changing their shape little by little. I felt that way when there was curry powder. I don't need much specialty, but if it's as much as I remember, it could be almost reproduced.

Something's wrong.

"What happened?

Looking at the market side by side, Singh looked down at me with a strange look. Olive-colored hair, the same as Taki, is very beautiful in the morning sun.

"Isn't this the first time you've met your owner outside, even though you meet him every day?

"Did you really think so? I was thinking the same thing earlier."

I secretly wondered if a shopping date was like this. I've never had a boyfriend in my previous life, and I've never had a date. Well, the market is walking, and there are no shards of such a sweet atmosphere.

The owner of the flower shop called us when he was talking about that. This person comes to dinner almost every day.

"Hey Shin-kun, Lana, it's unusual to shop alone. Would you like to buy some flowers to decorate the shop? I'll keep it cheap."

At the flower shop's stall, cut flowers such as brightly blooming roses and potted plants with lots of buds were arranged in a narrow area.

"Good morning, everyone is blooming beautifully. Well, I thought the gabella I got the other day was dying and I felt a little lonely. Hey, Sin, you want me to buy you some?

Oh, that's good.

The answer came back alive.

I was a fool to ask Singh. Men don't mind being asked that, do they? Just a round of flowers on the front has improved the atmosphere a lot, so buy a little yellow or white flower to make it light.

Er, now, please take one round of yellow and one round of white gabella.

"Ah, speaking of which, I've been decorating the front a while ago, but do you like gabella? I'll give you an orange one at the service."

"Well, thank you. It's so cute."

When he finished the accounting and tried to leave the store, Sin had one potted plant in his hand and paid another clerk. I thought you weren't interested in flowers, but you chose something to decorate at home.

"Are you going to decorate the room?

"Hmm? Oh, because the room is a killing scene. Look, that's the shop where the owner wants to manage Jean."

"Oh, really, there are so many kinds. Fufufu, now you can eat both Chinese and Korean food. Sin may have a hard time remembering the recipe, but thank you."

In addition to the condiments used for Chinese cuisine, the shop also sells similar condiments in other Asian countries that I have heard of in bottles. Unfortunately, I don't even know the recipes to use them even if my previous life's memory returns, so I won't be coming permanently when I buy them.

We finished all the necessary shopping and hurried back to the inn. Thin came out worried about me, so I finally left it up to Taki to do the noon tutoring.

Returning to the inn from behind, we went first to the kitchen to see how Taki was doing.

"I'm home. Taki, I'm sorry, but it must have been hard for you to take this amount alone.

"Welcome back, Lana. Until now, Chiyo was helping me, so I'm fine. Lana gave me a breath the other day, so now it's my turn to give back."

Within less than an hour of my absence, all the skinning of the vegetables was over, and the taki was about to move on to the next stage. I turned to Chiyo, who was at the front desk, and hugged her from behind, who was keeping books there.

"Ah, it's amazing. Welcome home, Lana."

"I'm here. I have my own job, and you helped me with the kitchen. Thank you, Chiyo."

"Ehehe, that's not a big deal. Did you get what you wanted?

"Yes, thanks to you, I think I can add a new menu. I'm going to add a new menu from the afternoon sales."

The new menu is dry curry. I loved my father a lot in my previous life.

Cutting all the ingredients into dust is a hassle, but once it's done, the rest is easy. Attractive cuisine doesn't require time to simmer until it's crispy.

Stir-fry the finely chopped ginger and garlic to give the aroma. Stir-fry the onions, carrots, celery, pancakes and peppers together, add the ground meat, add the spices and salt when cooked, and add crushed tomatoes and grated apples. The basics of Sin's meat and vegetables were simmered, heated until moisture flowed, and finished by adding raisins.

I used a granular consomme in my previous life, but it is not here and it takes a lot of trouble to make a consomme soup, so I will replace it with a thin soup, but I'm sure it will be fine.

After thanking Chiyo, I went back to the kitchen once and lined up the shelves with the spices I had bought, and I went to the room to get the apron.

Then, under the door of my room, there was a blue daisy potted plant that Singh had just bought. The middle is yellow and the light blue petals are cute and refreshing Kikudae flowers.

Didn't you buy it for yourself? The murderous room was my room.

"Cute... you don't know the words of these flowers, do you?"

Nature and laughter were zero, reminding me of today's market date with Singh.

I was the only one who thought it was a date. Because it's just a buy out. But I enjoyed it so much that I decided to do so. I'm sure this flower will remind me of today.

I entered the room with a potted plant and quickly placed a blue daisy potted plant by the window of the room without any decorations. Even though it's just that much, I feel that the whole room has somehow become gorgeous.

Dressed in an apron, I hurried to the kitchen to thank Singh, and I met him who had already started working.

I opened my mouth there to say thank you, but Sin casually drifted away and dropped his gaze on the hand to work and resumed cutting the vegetables.

Is it illuminated? Let me say thank you.

Standing next to Singh, I whispered thanks for today.

"Thank you, Sin. I decorated that flower in a murderous room."

Sin didn't say anything and looked at me and smiled. With such a gentle smile that I had never seen before, I felt a tingling in my chest and my heartbeat slightly faster.