95 ② First Day - People of the East

"Hmm! I see!" All I could say was,

Of course, these guerrilla heavy rains were a familiar phenomenon for the inhabitants of the town.

At that moment when it rained, it seems that people would have rushed through the streets or dived into the shade nearby to minimize the damage.

The handiwork of an old man selling ornaments next door grabbing every piece of cloth and escaping into the woods behind him was truly stunning.

So, if we stop, it's like we all just show up on the street again.

At the northernmost end of the spectrum, the crowd was almost constant.

If you look from the stall and look to the left, to the south street, there is a revival of a buzz that is no different from the beginning.

but we all ran away somewhere around here where there weren't many people to shop for. Even the idle birds just rang.

"... we're totally out of people...?

"This is a natural disaster, so there's no other way. It was originally from Jomtien at the time of the battle, so now let's relax and cultivate our English spirit."

Vina-Lou's aggressive action also did not dampen the firewood. There is no rain water mixed in the pan either. There has not been any fatal incident, so this would be a hand in reopening.

"... you just stand there all the time until there are more people past Jomtien...?

"That's right. It's also my job to wait."

"... something I feel bad about getting paid for just this..."

"No. Because what I needed most was a luggage holder. You've already done enough work, Vina-Lou is.... Besides, I have to stir all the time to keep the pan from burning, and I have to refill the firewood, so it's hard on my own. It's coming, it's coming."

Nevertheless, it will only take two hours for the sun to rise to Jomtien.

In the meantime, the fact that there is only one thing to do is trigger quite a bit of nothingness.

Sometimes it may be that I'll keep the firewood in place while it rains, but I'm not in the mood for that either. In an hour or two, the wet fallen branches will also dry, so I feel like I should collect them afterwards.

I mean, there's nothing to do.

"Um... Shall I even talk to the public?

"Hey..."

"Who do you get along with in your family, Vina-Lou?

"... that story, interesting...?

"For me, it's funny."

Vina-Lou takes a small breath and starts messing with the tips of her chestnut hair.

"I guess the best part to talk about is Limi and Rudd... and then the only thing I enjoy being with is Dulm hey..."

"Oh, is it Dalm-Lou"

"Yeah. Some things are silent and angry... but when I got angry, I got angry, and that's cute too..."

"Hey, wait a minute, please. Speaking of which, was Vina-Lou older?

"That's right. I'm only one year old, but hey..."

Speaking of which, I was thinking exactly separately between men and women, so I never really thought about who was older or younger among men and women.

But well, is the ambiguity about the order of Vina-Lou and Dalm-Lou?

Darum-Lou is 19 years younger than Vina-Lou, and.

"How old is Giza-Lou, by the way?

"Brother Giza, he just turned 23..."

"Oh, unexpectedly young! So, was Limi-Lew eight years old? Then... fifteen years difference! That's quite a difference in age!

"Really?... Well, some people become parents at the age of fifteen, so in that sense, it's just about the age difference between parents and children..."

And Vina-Lou has been staring at me with a less hectic stream.

"Hey... is this story really funny...?

No, it's so funny to me.

Maybe it will be such a pain for the forest folks who are chased to work for much of the day, boredom?

It hasn't been five minutes since the rain stopped, Vina's sister.

"... I want to hear Asta's story..."

"Yeah? I'm the one who doesn't have any interesting stories, do I?

"... I want to hear about Asta's country of birth..."

I grabbed my mouth for a moment, stared at the red colour of tarapa sauce, and then I said:

"Excuse me. I don't really want to talk about my birthplace, do I?... hey, because it makes me feel heavier"

"Oh, what are you...?

"... I'm worried that I'm suddenly gone and that my father is doing it safely."

After a lot of silence, Vina-Lou whispered, "I'm sorry..."

This is quite a dark air besides thoughts.

Then.

"Asta, stay!" Along with his energetic voice, he rushed over as the little Savior jumped the puddle of the street.

It's Tara.

"You really let the store out! Awesome!" and he lays his hands on the stall table and looks up at my face.

Then also to Vina-Lou, who instead refrained, Tara laughed a little naughty.

Vina-Lou can also relieve his mouth like it was stuck.

"Nice smell of tarapa! Is that, like, Giva's meat dish?

"That's right. I wonder if it fits Tara's mouth?

"I want to try it! One!"

"Oh, but this is the size for adults, so one is two red coins,"

"Really? Then I'll get my father some copper coins!

"Oh, wait a minute! It's not good if it doesn't fit your mouth, so give it a taste.... Vina-Lou, there's another piece of wood in that bag over there, so can you take that?

With that call, I explored the contents of the pan.

There was.

for tasting, is a mini-burg.

Cut that guy, one turn smaller than the berg of the product, in half in the pan, and take only one of them to the wood plate.

So, further divide it into three parts, and stab only one claw twig created by sharpening and drying the secret weapon, the twig of the grigi.

"Yes, go ahead"

Let me give you that wooden dish, and Tara's done with it.

"... because what about the money?

"In my country, before I bought it, there was this way of selling it to make me taste it. Don't hesitate to eat it because the father of the inn, the head of the outdoor area, understands."

"It is....... thanks! I give!"

That's how Tara pinched the claw twig without any fear and let the little pieces of hamburger go into her mouth.

"... what do you think?

As far as I'm concerned, it's a moment of tension.

The folks at the woodland had greatly admired the flavoring of my dishes for most of them.

But my flavoring and cooking skills prevail in this stone capital lodging town, where the concept of cooking would have gone quite a long way - except for this one unintelligible Camua-Josh, where this is the first, sentencing moment.

Tara...

With the claw twig turned, it was stiff.

Surprisingly open eyes staring at my face.

"What is this..."

The mouth squeezed out a flashing voice.

And.

A little yellow-brown face explodes a delightful color.

"Yummy! It's so delicious, Asta. Come on!

As it were, I was about to collapse.

It's bad for the heart.

But well... now we're finally through gate one!

"Wow, wow! I want more! I'm gonna get my father some money!

"Oh, wait a minute! If it's okay with you, you can feed Dora's father too. That's better, because you'll be able to release copper coins in peace.... er, there aren't a lot of needles in that tree, so could you use that again?

"Yeah!" she nodded energetically, and Tara stuck a puffy claw twig at the new shard, hoisting it like a holy fire, and ran off to her father with a puffy.

Dora's father's shop is so well positioned that he manages to see a skinned roof from here.

"... good for you, Asta...?

"Yeah! It was really good!... Oh, now the light of hope is a lot brighter! If you can fight with this flavor, all you have to do is get them to eat!

"That's the best, it just seems difficult. How...?

"It's okay! It's a tasting product for that! As the crowd grows, let's distribute this guy around the south and east!

Nevertheless, I only bake two mini-burgers for tasting. Six is the limit to subdivision, so at least twelve.

However, if the product doesn't seem to sell very well, I intend to turn ten of the products into tastings.

Anyway, right now, it's important to make the taste of Giva meat known to many people. If it were, I'd be in such a good mood today that I wouldn't regret finishing just offering a tasting.

"Asta... I don't really want to talk to people in town from myself..."

"Yeah? Oh, I'll take care of that! Vina-Lou should be on fire in the meantime."

"Yeah. Because that's within the price too... but I don't know how, so I'm not showing you an example...?

After all, he is a people by the woods who are serious about his work.

As always, there were no shadows on the street, but I felt more and more of my feelings dawning.

While I'm doing this, Tara runs puffy again.

"Dad said it was delicious too! What the hell, I was so surprised!

And a copper coin is offered.

Four brown, dull red copper coins?

"Two, please! Tara's Bun and Dad's Bun!

To be honest, I almost cried a little.

Sure, I could have gotten a lot of money for a feast job, but a customer said my food was delicious in front of me, and he's trying to pay the price - can't this not irritate the tear glands?

But even if I'm crying here, there's just a guy, so I'm like, "Every time!," he decided to chop Tino and Aria up and do it.

Put that on top of the poiton, overlay the patties with plenty of tarapa sauce, and finally cover the poiton again.

"Yes, wait!... It's spillable, so lay down and eat like this, okay?

"Yeah! Thanks! It looks so delicious!

Thank you, this is the dialogue.

I handed over the merchandise to the girl, and I got the copper coin.

Four red copper coins.

It's our first sale!

"... you mean you can't just earn your share of the price for me, but you can't sell the other one, right? Is this really going to be a business...?

"Yes! Well, I know you said you bought it because you look familiar, but you can see so much hope that the first customers are Genos locals!

"I wonder.... Ah, Asta..." and they pull that cloth all over my hips again.

When I saw it, a travel-bound figure walking from the north looked suspiciously at Tara's back as she ran and our stall.

I wear a hood deep on my skin cape, but the skin on my face with a slight peek - black.

I'm from Sims, the eastern kingdom.

I reached for the wooden dish, wondering if this was a chance to sell.

but earlier than that, the person approached the stall once again.

Unhook the skin hood with a little rain grain on its back as it approaches.

Black hair, black eyes, even skin color is black as darkness, Sims.

Except it's a little different from the people in the world I know.

Its eyes are sliced long and hanging tight, its nose thin and its lips thin. It stands close to the Orientals in one way or another and is quite long, but the skeleton is also so luxurious.

He has long dark hair tied behind his neck, wrapped around his neck and wrist with ornaments in beautiful shades of stone.

It's hard to give an idea of your age, but it would be a sort of young person.

That, a young man from the eastern kingdom, stopped in front of the stall and stared again at the letter of the sign with a strange look.

And then point to the contents of the pan and say, "Giva?" He asks.

"Yes. It's a dish of giva meat. If you like, try it here to see what it tastes like."

That said, I stabbed a new claw twig at the last shard left on the wood plate, but the young man just twisted his neck a lot.

So, "Asta......" is whispered to Vina-Lou.

"This Sim guy, maybe he doesn't really understand the West word...?

"Huh! Do the four kingdoms have different words for each country?

"The only difference in language is East and North... Asta didn't even know that...?

Because I've been meaning to speak Japanese for a long time!

Then if I had awakened in the kingdoms of the east or the north, I wouldn't have made any sense at all? Or was such inconvenience corrected for God's invisibility?

Well, it's not if you're worried about that, or you can't come to a conclusion where you're worried.

Now anyway, how can you eat the tasting products from this person who was so interested in me?

"... Asta, will you put some new meat on the wood plate?... and that tree needle, give me one...?

"Huh? Oh, yes"

I shrugged up the half of the mini-burg that was sinking at the bottom of the pan and made it three equal portions again on the wood plate.

Vina-Lou nods and turns from behind the stall to the place of the young man.

After smiling at the young man, who pulled back with a slightly alarmed look, Vina-Lou put one of his tastings in his mouth with his graceful hand.

And move the wood plate slightly to the side of the young man.

The young man put his hand over the wood plate.

That's how I see Vina-Lou as I explore it.

When Vina-Lou smiled one more time, he nodded small and the young man took the claw branch in his hand.

So.

Hey, hey, I put all the remaining hamburger shards in my mouth.

Chew the mougu, nod satisfactorily loudly, fingertip to odd shape, bow your head to me and Vina-Lou.

And - when he put the skin hood back on, the young man allegedly walked away from the spot with a careless foothold.

After a few seconds of silence, Vina-Lou said, "... sorry..." in a mosquito-like voice.

"No! It's a brilliant thing, because it's not until you feed it! I don't suppose tasting products have ever existed in this lodging town before, so we should assume this much is happening!

To encourage myself, I responded loudly, but Vina-Loux took to the pillars of the stall.

"... I want to die..."

You're surprisingly mentally weak, this one.

Or if it's interesting.

"I hope it's okay! I have one more tasting left! The battle is from Jomtien! Let's do our best! Right!?"

"... Asta, what's wrong with you?" and how long before Tara stood in front of the stall.

"No, it's nothing. How was" Gibba Burger "?

"What do you mean," Bubba "? It was so delicious! Hey, are you leaving the store every day from now on?

"Yeah, because it's a ten-day contract today. After that, it depends on what you sell in the future."

"Yay! Then every day, you come and buy it! Dad wants to eat every day, too! Wow, wow, that was amazing!

"Thank you. If you were so happy with me, I'd be happy with you too."

If Tara and Dad really buy two a day, that's all we can do to judge twenty.

This is a pretty powerful cheer because there are 60 minimum norms throughout the ten days.

"Asta......," Vina-Lou called again there.

It is a voice that sounds a little different than usual.

"What's wrong with you? Looking back, I didn't have to wait any longer for that answer, and I could see the arrival of the anomaly.

"Wah..." he said with a weak voice, and Tara pulls into the shadow of the stall.

A bunch of unidentified people who showed up from the busy south were about to come straight to our stall on a fast leg.

"Hey, what's up, you guys?

A bunch of skin-capes surrounded the stall.

Tara is trembling a little, taking it to my feet.

And Vina-Lou was - leaning in my place, gently teasing his fingers at the knife pattern on his hips.

They are about seven men.

They are all tall and hide their faces and appearances with hooded capes.

Except - from there, the lower half of my face peeked, all in pitch-black shades.

"Giva," the one who was around the middle, pushes his buddy's body forward.

So, when the person ripped the hood off - what emerged from it was the elongated face of that Sim, who had just now annoyed all the hamburgers of tasting.

"Duh, what's wrong? Is there a problem with our business?

While I know it's no use, I call it that way unexpectedly.

Then the young man pointed to the contents of the iron pot, just as he had just done, and crushed again with "giva".

"That's right, it's Gibba. What's wrong with that?

"Giva. Red. 1. 2. 3?

"... Yes?

As I leaned my neck, the young man reached inside his cape looking a little confused.

Vina-Lou immediately tried to attract my arm - but what was removed from it was a brown, dull red copper coin.

"Giva. Red. 1. 2. 3?

Still, when I couldn't answer, the young man looked a little sad.

"... white?

"No! It's red! Red! Two!

The young man nods, sends out yet another piece of copper coin, and puts it neatly on the table.

And then I looked at my face, and I looked at it.

"... Vina-Lou, please stir"

The hand of stirring had inadvertently stopped.

I entrust Vina-Lou with a tree bell and in a great hurry I chop Tino up.

That's how he created a new 'giva burger' and made the young man offer 'go ahead'.

The young man nods loudly and receives the product.

While observing the condition, I reached for the rough copper coin - fortunately, no one stood up for it.

After all, he was just a customer.

That's really, really gratifying.

But what the hell are these people that don't even move around the stall?

"Asta, stay..."

"Yes, I'm fine. Just a customer...... I think so"

Young people usually cheek 'Giva Burger'.

I was eating with one hand at first, but noticed that the sauce of tarapa was about to spill from the other side, with both hands, holding it back horizontally.

So, again, and mundane.

I wonder what. I don't feel cold, but my expression doesn't work.

It's not so creepy...... but it still irritates my anxiety.

Having quickly finished eating 'Giva Burger', the young man has quietly bowed his head, combining his fingertips into a strange form again.

And.

I nod to my companions around me.

All the men, long in length, nodded back in unison, diving their fingertips into the inside of the cape in unison.

Kacha, Kacha, Kacha - and the red copper coins are arranged on the table.

Six people, a total of twelve red copper coins.

I carved Tino in silence and was going to finish 'Giva Burger' next.

If I give you the finished product, the black fingertips will be stretched out in close order and I will take that away from you.

Silence.

I'm silent, too. The customer is silent. Both Vina-Lou and Tara are silent.

That way, a few minutes later, six 'giva burgers' disappeared into the stomach of all of them, leaving in my hands fourteen copper coins to go with the first young man's share as well.

Six people with their hoods on combine their fingertips just like the first young man, bowing their heads, and walking away in unison.

"Hey, isn't that very popular, Asta's cooking!

"Wow, I was amazed!!

When, a slightly longer figure with a golden brown head was standing flat across the street.

Needless to say, it is Kamua-Josh.

"Duh, duh, where did you come from? Don't make a bad appearance on your heart!

"I was watching you softly so you wouldn't get in the way of business. I've always been in the shadow of that tree, didn't you notice?

Really, he's such a neat old man that he wants to beat you up.

Vina-Lou also has a camouflage smile on her understated side of color.

The only person who seems happy is Tara.

"That's Camua's uncle. Ah! Uncle, Asta, it was delicious!

"Yeah, yeah, this guy looks delicious. Do you even use Talapa? Aria and Tino alone had that delicious taste, and this guy wouldn't stop."

As always, thin.

"... What were the people today?

"Yeah? That would be a traveler from Sim, the kingdom of the east. It was a very large number of people, so I'm guessing you're part of some big business association."

"I guess it's not your money, is it?

"Offer? What do you mean? You think I hired people to boost Asta's reputation?

Camua shrugged her shoulders under her long cape, laughing at her garlic.

"If I were to set up an operation like that, I'd try to be more effective! Even if we decide on such an operation in such a small crowded time, our reputation would be greatly appreciated. Look, take a look. I can't believe your dish sold seven meals at the top. - I didn't even notice."

Certainly. Even if there were humans wandering this way from the busiest of the south, at this distance we would only have seen a bunch of skin-capes surrounding the stalls and leaving the scene quickly.

It's just that an old man who was selling ornaments in the space next door is still looking at us with a pompous face.

"The people of the east are a lot of people. It's not like it's closed, but I also think in the wind that the eyes around us are pushing their way without caring... and still, it's bad behavior to expose emotional movements to others. They're quite delightful people to talk to, but I don't know, they're not willing to learn the West word from Locke over there."

"Ha..."

"Well, it's a lot to say about the people of the east. Not many of them have done more western fashion. If you open a shop in this lodging town, you'll find out all about it."

With that said, Camua moved her arms back and forth in her cape.

"Well. Is that why you can sell me Asta's dishes, too? Late and two, please."

"No, that's it... actually, with one left, it's out of stock"

"Yeah? There must be two taras and seven people in the east, and only nine are still for sale, right? Why is that out of stock?

How long have you been stealing from this old man?

The deeper the interaction, the more raucous it gets, this is the first time I've ever seen a person like this.

"We only had ten of them available, with the expectation that we wouldn't want to sell like that on the first day. And the cost of the ingredients won't be foolish."

"I'm in trouble! There's no way Asta's dishes will subside with just ten! Only ten in such a large iron pan! Me and Late were looking forward to Asta's cooking, but I'm disappointed!

"I'm sorry. I have too much for my tasting, should I put that on too? I only cooked extra Poitans."

"Yeah! Sell it anyway! I can't wait to be plundered by other customers!

Only that slightly hurried look wasn't much of a nuisance.

They weave these expressions together, so I can't figure out how to impress this guy.

Nevertheless, I will create a "Giva Burger" with the last one and a tasting mini-burger and offer it to Camus in exchange for two copper coins. Miniburger is a service.

"Thanks! I'll have this guy with Leyt! I'm at Kimmus's Tail Pavilion, so I'm just about there again!

That's how the Camus quickly disappeared.

I kind of bite off some pretty void there, while I look at Vina-Lou.

"Er... today's work is over"

"Yeah.... can I put out the fire already?

"Yes, please"

Is this what you call the fox mood?

The first day of the battle in Accommodation Town ended in just under an hour, instead of welcoming Jomtien.