During the mushroom hunting in the Great Forest of the Kingdom of Rosofia, Belle and her friends caught a wild boar, and we decided to deliver the boar to the roaster. We're in the middle of mushroom hunting, but we're still only picking poisonous mushrooms, so we have to start all over again.
"Oh, brother, you're really here. Hmm? What happened to the boar? We don't have a lot of room over here, do we?"
As I approached the grill, the man who had taught me so much yesterday in his sweats noticed me and came up to me. He saw that I didn't have anything and told me that the boars couldn't afford it. I said something like "I'll give you double the money," so I guess he's on the lookout for me.
I've been using it so much that I've forgotten how rare a magic bag is. Gina and the others will be in the country while I'm gone, and I think it's too conspicuous to have six wild boars all at once here.
"I've got some boars and I came to let you know ahead of time...six of them, are you okay with that?"
It's a hassle, but I'll borrow a cart from the Adventurers' Guild and bring it in later.
"Six animals. I don't have a problem with the number of boars, but if they're not of good quality, I won't cook them. Are you all right?
"Yes. We almost killed it with a single blow, and it's fresh since we just killed it. You don't mind if I leave the processing to you, do you?
I think meats should be aged, but it's not a good idea because of the perishable environment. Besides, the impact of the whole roast should compensate for the taste.
"Oh, it tastes better if we handle it ourselves than if it's done by amateurs. But we'll charge you extra for the trouble. I explained that to you yesterday, didn't I?
Yes, I heard. Well, I'll bring the boar in a little while, please.
"Okay. I'll be ready."
Well, we'll have to borrow a cart from the Adventurers' Guild. I'd better borrow it until tomorrow, since I have to carry the finished roasted rounds.
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"...... I'm getting so many mushrooms that I don't even appreciate them anymore."
I deliver the boar to my uncle and ask Sylphy to carry it to an untouched place, where mushrooms are growing as if to show the abundant power of nature.
I was excited when I first found the mushrooms, but when they are so easy to pick, it just seems like work. It's not fun enough.
Moreover, not only me, but also Bell and the others were eager to collect mushrooms, and in a short time, we got a lot of natural mushrooms.
I've already got enough mushrooms, but it seems that Belle and her friends have become addicted to mushroom picking, and as soon as they deliver mushrooms to me, they go off to look for the next one. It seems that the over-hunting of wild mushrooms will continue.
"Hey Dory, are you sure you can pick so many mushrooms? Will it affect the forest or something?"
I'm too afraid of ravaging the forest and having Dory get mad at me.
"Don't worry, you won't have to worry. They are spirits, too, and they know that they shouldn't pick mushrooms by the roots. The large amount of mushrooms means that this forest is that much richer.
"I see. That's all right then. Yeah, you guys are great."
"Yes. Yes. They're good kids.
Dolly smiles at me, and I know she doesn't mean to be sarcastic, but as someone who has just been searching for mushrooms in a place where only poisonous mushrooms remain, it's a little bit jarring.
...... I guess there's nothing wrong with picking mushrooms anyway. Bell and his friends enjoy picking mushrooms and this area is almost deserted.
They can be used for dishes at the Paradise Restaurant, snacks at the Sake Island, and souvenirs for Toruku and Marie at the Labyrinth City. They will stay fresh in the magic bag, so let's get plenty of natural mushrooms this time. Or we can ask them to make dried mushrooms for us.
Okay, I'll do my best.
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"This is what my brothers ordered. Is everything all right?
After we had finished our mushroom haul, we met up with Gina and the others to pick up our roasted boars, and the vendor proudly presented us with six roasted boars.
He seemed to be a craftsman, so he must have made delicious roasted boars if he looked so proud of them. If I say something strange to him, he might get mad at me.
They all look delicious. I don't know the details of the whole roast, but I'm looking forward to dinner just by looking at them.
The sight of the head being dropped and the four legs stretched out is slightly grotesque, but the golden-brown skin and the lightly charred bits in some places are a violent statement that the fish is delicious. Gina and the others who are watching with us are also feeling the same way, gulping and salivating.
I feel like biting into a whole roast right now, stuffing my mouth full of the meat and forcing it down my throat with a cold beer.
"Ha-ha! Yes, you're right! Just by looking at it, it looks delicious. But you can count on it to be even better when you eat it."
My reply seems to have been correct, and the vendor's uncle replies in a good mood. I am surprised at his style of raising the bar for taste, but my expectations are raised, as I believe that his confidence is the reason for his bold words and actions.
Is it better than the meat at Fire Dragon? I am tempted to ask a nasty question, but I am an adult and will not say it out loud. I shouldn't compare a wild boar with a dragon.
"This is Belle's boar!" "Coo-coo!" "Delicious!" "Coo!" They're golden brown!"
While I was talking with my uncle, Belle and the others started showing off on a whole roasted wild boar that they had apparently killed.
Fukuchan and the others were praising them with "ho ho ho," "wah wah wah," "fugohgo," and "......," which made Belle and the others look extremely smug.
Compared to the vendor's uncle, Belle and her friends' boastful faces are definitely cuter. Aren't you just saying that to be fair?
Also, now that you mention it, Uri is the spirit of the wild boar's child because he is Uribo, right? Is it safe to roast a whole boar? Light-sama was able to communicate with Tama-usagi in her original form, but is it safe to eat a wild boar?
...... doesn't seem to have any aversion to it by the looks of it, but I guess I'd better listen to what they have to say before I eat it.
"Oops, no time to talk. The meat is getting cold. I'll grill it for you anytime you bring it in. Oh, wait a minute, I'll wrap it up. And I'll help you load it on the cart."
"Oh, thank you very much."
The uncle spoke unilaterally and broke off the conversation unilaterally. But I don't want the meat to get cold, so I welcome the interruption. Also, it seems that they are going to wrap up the whole roast. No, of course. It's not sanitary to carry food on a cart.
...... It's a different world, isn't it? I've never seen such a huge plant that can be wrapped in one piece, even though it's a rather big whole roasted boar. I'd like to see it growing.
I'm interested in the plant I've never seen before, but right now, the most important thing is to keep the meat cold. Now that the whole roast is wrapped up, I can't wait to move it to an out-of-the-way place and store it in my magic bag.
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"Oh, Uncle Sara is back!"
When we arrived at the clan home on Steele's planet, a girl at the gate ran into the clan home screaming. What's wrong?
I was a little taken aback, and then people started coming out of the clan home in droves.
"Sara. Are you hurt?"
"Miss Sarah. ...... hmm, you seem to be all right. I'm glad to hear that Yuta and the others are safe.
Mr. Viktor and Mr. Becker, who were at the front of the group, call out to us. They were calling out to me and Gina and the others, but their eyes were focused on Sarah.
They seemed to be worried about Sara, who had gone on a mission after having shown so much strength in the training grounds. The girl at the gate must have been in charge of informing them of Sara's return.
"Brother. We have already been active as adventurers many times. You don't need to worry so much!
Sara shyly warns Mr. Viktor. It is unusual for Sara to speak so strongly, but I can understand her feeling because excessive concern for her relatives is embarrassing.
I also understand the feelings of Mr. Viktor and the others, who lightly ignore Sara's strong words and continue to worry about her.
It's like loving a relative's child you haven't seen in a long time at a family gathering. Even Sara, who is a strong person, won't be able to escape from this situation, and this is where our master comes in.
"Mr. Viktor. I have something for you today."
I call out to Mr. Viktor, who is concentrating on Sarah, and draw his attention to the souvenirs. Even if he wants to leave Sara alone, he can't neglect my souvenir, since I am her benefactor. As expected, Mr. Viktor and Mr. Becker's eyes turned to me.
Mr. Viktor says that he doesn't care about me, but I hope he will care about Sara as well as me.
"It's a whole roasted wild boar, but it's freshly roasted, so please eat it with everyone."
He leaves one whole roasted boar on the cart and hands it to Viktor with the cart.
"A whole roasted wild boar?"
"Yes. It looked delicious, so I bought it. I thought the kids would have plenty to eat if they had this much.
My words brought cheers from the little kids who had been watching us from afar. Hmmm, now I'm a hero to the little ones on the planet of Steele.
For a child, an adult who brings a wonderful souvenir is a hero. I'm sure of it, because I learned this psychology perfectly as a child.
When I was a kid, I respected adults who brought cakes and sweets, but a whole roasted boar might be treated as a god. I have the children's respect all to myself.
When Mr. Victor receives the cart and removes the string holding the huge leaf, a whole roasted wild boar with a golden brown color appears, and not only the children but also the adults around him start to shout. The impact of the whole roasted boar is enormous.
"Yuta-dono! You are having a party tonight, aren't you?
No, we've already eaten and I have some errands to run so I'm staying out tonight. Please enjoy the party. Come on, guys, let's go."
Smiling and saying goodbye to Mr. Viktor, who had started talking about a banquet, I quickly escape from the clan house of the star of Steyr. I hear voices behind me, but ignore them. I will never attend an athletic banquet again.