208 ② Blade of counterattack

After that, I was also able to successfully summarize the story in The Great Tree Pavilion in the South.

It was Naudis, who had given me a business-like relationship more than Nail, so I was in danger that I might have been given all my love this time, but fortunately, I was to be expected to continue my work with much more enthusiasm than I could have imagined.

"I did insist that households and others would be dangerous to connect with the forest people any more. It turns out that nobility, which had no peaceful relationship with the people of the woods, was a big man such as Uncle Turan."

Naudis said so.

"But! For the first time, our shop was also named Asta's restaurant. If you pull your hand here now, you may end up ceding that name to Xuanrong Pavilion!

Maybe Naudis, a mixed race with the people of the south, was burning more sense of confrontation with the Xuanrong Pavilion than I thought.

But even if hostility in the south and east is not welcome, I also wonder if it is the right business path to be aware of as a competitor.

"Besides, Asta's reputation has grown more than ever in Accommodation Town. It's also in the merchant's path that you lose touch with Asta in this situation."

"What? What are you talking about my fame?

"That is, of course, the fame that comes from the story that Uncle Turan's daughter, known as a gastronomer, has begun to see Asta's skill. It was only last night that the story came to light, but that was the kind of noise in my shop, and that was it, right?

"Ha. But even The Great Tree Pavilion in the South handled Rayna-Lew's dishes, right? So, you know, the people who ate her know she's no better than me, right? They sold their food in the stalls."

"Yes, sir. However, visitors to Genos in the past few days still do not know the taste of Asta's cuisine. The more certain Rayna-Lew is, the more hopeful he is about what Asta's cooking is."

What a high hurdle that has been set.

Besides, in tau oil-tailored giva soup, it's all the more so because it's me once Raina-Lou has gone up there.

"Surely there doesn't seem to be any faint colors in Asta and Raina-Lou's arms when it comes to juicy dishes. But the dish that seems most delicious to me is still 'Giva's Horned Braised'. And, of course," Meat Chach "was a great success, and it's an unfalse heart for me not to feel like giving up those dishes."

Either way, Naudis also asked me to continue my business, so this was a delightful story.

That's how I told Naudis the same terms I had told him, and with the thought that I was finally unable to disappoint him, I went for Kimmus's Tail Pavilion, my last destination.

There was something like a slight sign of turmoil waiting for us.

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"Hey, what is it?

The first thing I noticed about it was Rudd-Lou, who was leading the way.

I just took a little breath, too, confirming the scene where I was going to go around that shoulder.

It's the most familiar inn for me, Kimmus's Tail Pavilion.

Instead of a large building with a red roof, there was a huge box-shaped luggage truck.

"Is that Totos' luggage truck? When I came through earlier, this wasn't happening, was it?

Rudd-Lou's alertness also openly narrows his eyes.

But me and I-Fa knew who it was.

A huge luggage truck with two tototosses connected to it, a familiar family crest or something on the side of its body, was listed in this sight.

That was the same pattern as the luggage that carried me and Ai-Fa to the castle gate last night.

"Hey, you finally showed up."

and a large figure emerged from the shadow of its luggage.

Rudd-Lou, who immediately put his hand up on his hip, says, "What is it, you?"

"You almost beat me to death. Why are you dressed like that?

"There are a lot of things going on here, too. I don't care about my life."

He wore the hood of a leather cape as if it were the people of Sims, and wrapped a grey cloth around his mouth, which was the Zashma of The Guardian.

"If you find out I'm the one connecting the people of the woods to the Dalaim family, it's just dangerous, right? So, Mitsuhito over there is not willing to hide himself, so I have to hide who I am for a while. Oh, don't even bother calling me names in public, will you?

I was laughing at my eyes peeking out of the shadow of the hood, spitting such a dialogue.

I will start by thanking you yesterday and then ask you about the jewelry of this situation.

"Lord Polearth just came out. When I stopped by the stall, he said he was touring the inn, so he made me wait here."

"Then why don't we move the place? I can't involve your husband in this inn."

"It's okay. From now on, all the people in the Inn Town will be involved, so it won't be particularly dangerous.... That's why I didn't want to rely on her until the Northern Whirlwind returned."

What a disturbing statement.

But still, Zashma's eyes were still laughing.

"But it was the plan from the beginning, even for the Northern Whirlwind, to take charge of that Mistress. Unaccommodating Lord Melfried alone makes it difficult to counter Cycleus. In that sense, it's just that the plan just went faster for a few days. I mean, if it had been the case, the Northern Whirlwind would have returned to Genos."

"You don't know more and more. Could you give me some more details?

"Ask Lord Polearth directly about that. It's gonna be a hassle twice."

But without that, we were set to step into Kimmus's Tail Pavilion.

The first thing I have been waiting for is Milan-Math on the top of the Buddha.

"Oh, Milan-Math, you know -"

"You're finally here. Noblemen can't wait in the cafeteria.... Oh, you don't have to slap the extra mouth. The nobleman wants us to rent out the dining room for two moments with three white copper coins."

With a grumpy face, Milan-Math said so.

"Noble people don't care, but this is business, too. The dining room is the only one I'm renting, so go through it."

"Yes, excuse me"

Polearths was a benefactor of life, and also a being who betrayed in a good way the image I have of a nobleman, but there are still many parts unknown, and a few of these forceful ways of doing things make me pioneer.

Anyway, it was going to be Ai-Fa and Sin-Lu that came with me here, and the other four were going to consolidate outside the store.

The cafeteria of Kimmus's Tail Pavilion is divided into two spaces by walls. One soldier stood at the border with the space behind it, and furthermore a familiar fuzzy Mitsuhito was waiting in his deepest seat.

"Hey. Hey. Looking good, Lord Asta, Lord Ai-Fa. I'm so tired of waiting."

Polearths, which fit on a six-man table, shake their short, thick arms. It is what I saw yesterday, with perfectly patterned brown hair, bright, shiny brown eyes, and a round body wrapped in a long coat of milky white.

Behind that stands two more soldiers. A private soldier of the Dalaim family, perhaps more of a stately figure than the town guards.

"Come on, make yourself comfortable. You want me to get you some fruit liquor ready?

"No, don't worry.... Um, was it also some kind of emergency alert?

I sit at the front of Pole Earth with a wooden table, and Ai-Fa and Sin-Lu stand to the left and right of it.

The masked Zashma took a position like a referee looking at us from side to side.

"Speaking of emergency alerts, I guess! I didn't mean to rush the conversation this far either, but my fathers back in the morning haven't scolded me so much. What are you doing poking Uncle Turan? You're going to destroy the Dalaim family! And that's how it goes. It's totally unreasonable why I have to be reprimanded for weighing Genos' laws."

Every time I talk, the chairs and tables squash.

"Um, I don't even hate lodging town shops, but you're a little too seated here! You'll catch your stomach on the table."

"Ha.... you know, even if you're in a position like you, this is how easy it is to put your feet up to Inn Town. I'm a little surprised."

"Yeah? That's well, because the Dalaim family isn't even that formatted. If the world were the world, it would not have been in a very desirable position, such as the title. I don't suppose the lords of the other towns recognize me as a nobleman."

smiling and laughing, Polearth said so.

"Originally, the Genos family was only the Count's identity, and we were nothing but a lineage of knights to serve there. That's all for the last hundred years. The Genos family was given the title of Marquis, and Turan, Dareim and Saturas were given the title of Count, but such is the name. Even if there are celebrations in the Wang capital, for example, only Marquis Genos will be invited at best. We're nothing but a country nobleman named Earl at the end of the border."

"Ha..."

"To put it further, the Marquis Genos and Count Turan are some of the riches that others envy. - Until now,"

"That Jen, hang in there."

Yesterday, Polearth's character review of what Ai-Fa asked Zashma comes back to mind.

"So I decided to get on with Lord Zashma's - that is, Lord Camua's plan there. The Lords Genos have not yet let the Turans breathe all the sweet juice. It is only with all the richest raw of the inhabitants that Genos will be able to boast to other countries that it is the first rich town. Don't you think so, Lord Asta?

"Well, you're right - I suppose..."

There was no need for this one to stick around, and the story seemed to be about to touch the core.

Polearth rounds his round back further and comes up to me.

"Well, let me tell you something. … the secrets of Lord Asta and the secrets of Poitan."

"Yes? What's wrong with Poitan?

"Shh! Your voice is loud. If Sir Cycleus distracts you before this one moves, that's your ruin. You have to be careful. There's no revolution, is there?

"The revolution seems to be a much more tranquil story."

"It's all right. Sir Cycleus is the only one who's going to stop being calm."

Indeed, Polearths remains a gentle smile.

"I was just about to go and buy a snack from the stall. When a white dough like Fuwano used in that dish is Poitan - I guess that's an unmistakable thing, isn't it?

"Yes, that's for sure, and I didn't stick around to hide it from anyone,"

"That didn't make any noise, so I'm surprised! According to the story of the squire who confirmed the flavour, it had a flavour that was not fuzzy and not suffocating. How much wealth would be created if an exceptionally cheap Poitan compared to Fuwano could be an alternative ingredient to Fuwano! I wonder why no one's ever paid attention to that before. Hey?

"Hey, wait a minute. If cheaper poitans than fuwanos become staple foods, will the wealth created rather be diminished?

"That's not true. The wealth of Turan, who is making Fuwano, decreases, and the wealth of the farm, who is making Poitan, increases. I mean, that's how it's gonna turn out, right?

With that word, I was inspired by the memory nest.

I was advised that I was not hiding it from anyone, but that the technology should be kept as secret as possible.

Whoever it is, Camu-Josh, to that man, is.

That was just when I was rigging about dried meat in this "Kimmus's Tail Pavilion" - it would have been a little before Lara-Lew's birthday.

Camu-Josh did say so, saying that expensive fuwanos are grown by castle humans and cheap poitans by town humans. So if you spread Poitan's processing technology unexpectedly, someone in the nobility will suffer enormous damage and buy resentment, he said.

At that time, he was clouding the words "someone of nobility".

But then, when the second meeting with Cycleus was fulfilled, it was revealed who it was.

In the northern district of Turan, the fruit liquor ingredients, Mamaria, and the fruit of Fuwano, are grown. So the same Mammalian and Fuwano fruit is a specialty, but it's not convenient for Cycleus if a deal goes on with a town like Banaam, so Zazz-Sung was used to obstruct trade -

In other words, the damaged "someone of nobility" meant Cycleus.

(At least, I think we should keep it in the corner of our minds that the method of cooking a Poitan deliciously means that it can be a blade against nobility)

Camua-Josh, that's what he said.

(There are times when you need a knife to live. But if you use it incorrectly, it can hurt your allies. Handling should be done with caution)

I elbowed on the table and sighed deeply.

They haven't even looked at each other for a long time, and I haven't been able to step out of Camua-Josh's palm yet.

"I finally see the story. So Poitan's new method of cooking means it can be a powerful weapon against Cycleus?

"Oh yeah. Even you heard that from Lord Camus, didn't you?

"Yeah, very far away, though.... but even if it strikes Cycleus in that way, only the farm and town people will gain, right? Is it okay if you're not talking about profiting yourself?

"Oh, you weren't informed that way? What we are given to the Dalaim family is its southern farm territory. The peasants who work on that farm are the people I am."

So I finally fell to my heart.

That is why this person was the "last resort" and also the blade itself against Cycleus.

"This is such a big story, isn't it? If we can reverse the relationship between Fuwano and Poitan, that will also lead us to reverse the power relationship between the Turan and Dareim families! It's a little trembling."

With that said, Polearth was smiling slightly with the same face.

"Ya, I knew you'd wait a minute. Maybe that's a valid operation, but are the other nobles okay? Wouldn't that be the kind of feather that would imitate scratching a market like that, for example, Marquis Genos, and even turn it on the enemy to that person?

"Yeah? Isn't that a story that won't do the Lord Genos any harm? Well, if the Count Turan family falls, it will affect Castle Town in the first place, but if the Dareim family takes care of that, it's the same thing."

I had no idea what that meant.

Take a look at my complexion like that, or Polearth will change his posture.

"Lord Asta doesn't seem to have one understanding of this territory called Genos at the moment. Well, it is true that this town is ruled in a special form, not to say no. Though Genos is about the size of a town, I don't think there's any other example of it being divided into four parts and governed by four houses."

"Ha..."

"I'm sure that's what the will of the King's Capital is working for, which is dangerous to let Genos, which has a great deal of richness at scale, govern only in one house. As I explained earlier, roughly a hundred years ago from now, three houses were given titles and together with the Marquis of Genos were to govern this Genos. Though the lord is only the Marquis of Genos, the Turan family owns the orchards in the north, the Dareim family owns the farms in the south, and the Saturas own the lodging towns. So, as long as the richness of the castle is not compromised, there can be no dissatisfaction with the Marquis Genos."

I never thought I'd be listening to the internal structure of Genos in a place like this.

I checked sideways, and Ai-Fa and Sin-Lu are even listening to Polearth without expression.

"So, until only a few decades ago, there was not so much wealth and inferiority in the three Counts. Even Fuwano and Mamaria were grown only in Turan, which is rich in soil but not that wide of territory, and various vegetables were grown in Dareim, a lean land but with a vast farm, from which both the castle town and the boarding town flourished. - But as soon as Sir Cycleus came to power, only Turan was set to dramatically increase his wealth."

"You think there was some inhumane way out there?

"Inhuman, I wonder if it is. Sir Cycleus bought a lot of slaves from the North and started working them. Even today, I wonder if the majority of humans working in the orchards of Turan are slaves.... So many people lost their jobs and were to move to the lodging towns and the countryside of Dalaim. Thanks to this, tax revenues have grown, but it seems that Turan has become more wealthy than ever."

Will slaves tease you there?

Finally, it's a disturbing story.

"I wonder if you guys are as familiar with the rest. Using various other hands, I'm sure, Lord Cycleus has encouraged the enhancement of wealth and power by attacking Banaam's mission, which could be a commercial vendetta, or by putting his real brother, Lord Silel, at the helm of the Guardian Militia. In just the last thirty years, Uncle Turan's power has swelled to a level comparable to that of Lord Genos."

"... Yes"

"So here we are, we're going to need a revolution! What can I say, it is the grace of Fuwano and Mamaria that supports Turan's wealth. Uncle Turan's wealth will be halved if Poitan, which can be grown more easily than its fuwano, can be cheaper and sold to the staple foods of Genos. And the wealth will be restored not only to the Dalaims, but to all the inhabitants!

Polearth's eyes were glittering.

"Of course it will be the peasants who make Poitans and their lords, the Dalaim, who will bestow the number one favor. But as I have said many times, Poitan is a very cheap ingredient to get. I thought you'd only need a quarter of a dozen copper coins to get a fuwano that weighs one poiton."

"Yes, I think that's about it"

"Hmm! Of course Fuwano isn't that expensive an ingredient, so the difference in a day would be insignificant. But what if it's dusty too? So if the inhabitants of Genos spend the floating copper coins on something else, it will be possible to get a richer life than ever before."

But in that case, the people of Turan are going to be poor.

"Yeah. But I work in Turan's manor because it's all unremunered slaves. Hey. The wealth created by the work of such slaves is a mechanism by which they come together in the presence of Sir Nokimi Cycleus. When it comes to the inhabitants who are not the slaves of Turan, I guess it doesn't have that much of an impact because they are all those who are engaged in jobs that have nothing to do with the cultivation of Mammalia or Fuwano?

Reminds me of Michelle working at Turan's charcoal-baked cabin.

Indeed, Michelle did not seem to live a richer life than the people of the Inn Town.

"And if it is all this magnificent plan, you will also get the support of the Saturas, who rule the town of accommodation. Even my father and brother won't make a sound!... of course, even Marquis Genos Stein. Marquis Genos is a raw meritocracy, so we shouldn't have any complaints about defeating Uncle Turan on our own, should we?

"But will it work that well? Even if taste and nutrition didn't suck, I can't believe it drives away the fuwano that has been eaten as a staple for years..."

"Nothing needs to be completely banished. If you're a noble castle folk, you wouldn't even change your purpose so easily.... But there should be no reason for lodging towns and rural people to avoid cheap meals! I guess the rest depends on how you do it."

I looked back at Zashma.

Zashma shrugs her shoulders small with a laugh in front of her eyes.

(So far, you mean as planned by Camus...)

I take a small sigh.

Pole Earth didn't miss it.

"Are you anxious? I'm worried too! But even if you let it go, sooner or later Sir Cycleus will know the fact that you guys are processing Poitan deliciously. Then only the people by the woods will buy Sir Cycleus's wrath. I wonder if it would be safer if the technology quickly spread to the city well, leaving it free from anger bumps."

"... Yes"

"I'll take care of that! I'm not afraid of the shadow of an assassin, either! Before Sir Cycleus strikes me, let me tell you how wonderful Poitan is all over Genos!

That's what Polearth said, smiling.

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"... it's getting kind of crazy."

After Polearth resigned after he took three soldiers, I tried calling on Ai-Fa to do so.

But Ai-Fa said, "Really?," he leans his neck.

"Stick to me, I didn't think it was a harmful story here. Haven't we talked about how it's dangerous for individuals to have special technology?"

"Oh, is that when you told the Sung ladies about cooking skills at the Parents' Conference? But this time, the scale is incredible."

"We don't even know if it's going to work anyway. I've been sick for a while now."

Zashma, who was watching us with his arms around him, also gives his consent with a voice containing a laugh, "Right," he said.

"Which way, the confrontation with Cycleus is imminent in five days. I don't know what's going to happen in such a short period of time, so for now, you should think about it enough if you invite them to upset you."

"Um, I also feel like it has too much impact on the town for that."

"There is only one. The important thing is that we might have other nobles on our side. Unless you make me think that Cycleus' glory doesn't last forever either, wouldn't such imitation be possible?

Zashma strokes her cheeks from above the mask.

"Lord Melfried is the flag for this one. I don't know, that Mitsujin is too accommodating. Only people who believe that the law is absolute are hard to beat behind the law."

"Ha..."

"That's why even yesterday I had to rely on Lord Polearth. When Lord Melfried in the castle managed to inform me of the situation, he promised me that he would investigate the Cycleus hall, but if I had followed the formal procedures, I probably wouldn't have been able to move until about Jomtien today."

Then I don't know what was going on with me either.

I guess Zashma's decision was exactly English.

"Whatever it is, I'll take it this way. I don't have much to rely on, but until then, I hope you're encouraging me to do what I do."

Leaving those words behind, Zashma also left the dining room.

Instead, Milan-Mus steps in slightly.

"Sa, it would be time to carve out the promise. When the guests get here, let them through, okay?

"Ah, yes. Sorry to bother you again."

"You're just apologizing. If you're really sorry, try to live without apologizing."

I couldn't even find a word to give back to this.

Milan-Math has been looking angry since yesterday.

"So? Is this what you're leaving for today?

"Yes, it's time for the Chiefs to come back from Turan, so I'm going to ask them how they stopped talking"

The truth is that I wanted to talk carefully with Milan-Math, which is why I was the last to stipulate a visit to the Tail Pavilion of Kimmus.

With all my sorry feelings in my chest, I decided to tell them what to tell them as a top priority.

"Um, it depends on the outcome of that meeting if I'm going to be able to work in Accommodation Town again, but is it possible for me to stay in the same relationship as Milan-Math in the future?

"... even though we still rent stalls to the people by the woods in our shop, is there a reason to just refuse your offer?

"No, it wasn't just that, it was in the middle of cooking now."

"Wasn't that something you were just talking about serving in return?"

"No, sooner or later I have the prospect of having Giva meat handled, so that's part of a fine business for me."

Milan-Math took away his barrel hat and squashed his brown head.

"It was the nobles who caused the noise, so it's not even a story that you have an affair with.... I've been in a position to take care of you lately, but if I get out that badly on you, what attitude should I take?

"Oh, no, I'm sorry if I got you in trouble"

"... so don't bow your head to the murmur"

Hi Milan-Mus and I have a long relationship, but this is how I often get giddy.

Is it because I'm immature, or is it simply a compatibility issue - but as important as Dora's father, who hits me with blatant goodwill at all times, I considered this stubborn, mouthless father to be.

"Anyway, my shop is not doing any harm from you. Don't worry crazy, think of protecting yourself first"

"Yes, thank you"

Either way, Milan-Math seemed to have kept an eye on me, too.

Sneaking a breath of relief, I move on to the next topic.

"Well, I'd also like to tell you one thing about culinary dedication -"

I told Milan-Math that it would be best to season it with a dried kiki dip similar to plum.

With his hat back on, Milan-Math hoists only one eyebrow.

"Is it dried kiki fruit? Not many customers want it with a pinch of booze, but it's another amazing combination."

"As far as I'm concerned, it's pretty good, isn't it? Just shredding Kiki's fruit and making it look like Kimmus, so try it if you like."

This finally allowed me to take advantage of only one experience I had gained in Castle Town.

When I was thinking about that, I was pulled T-shirt soot by I-Fa.

"Speaking of which, it's Asta. What the hell is that dish I was fed last night?

"Yeah? Yeah, that's a fried kimmus"

"That tasted strange.... Is it possible to make that dish even with Giva meat?

"Well, if it's Gibba, you want to change the way you make it a little bit and try something called 'Gibba Cuttle'"

"Bullshit..."

I look back at Milan-Math.

"Um, can't you handle the oil of Leten in the boarding town?

"Leten oil? I've only heard such things by name. I don't think it's worth the price for us."

"Really? So, what about caron's milk, or kimmus' eggs? Is it an expensive ingredient after all?

"The eggs would sell as much as they wanted to the Kimmus store. I eat a little in the morning, too."

"Oh, then why haven't you put it in the kitchen?

"Eggs are used instead of meat. Cheap lodging would be the only way to get that to your guests."

"Um... so that means that although it's cheaper than meat, it costs money to serve it with meat, and eggs alone are poor, is that the interpretation that hits you?

"Hmm. Well it wouldn't be off the big one. If you're poor, you'll be eating eggs instead of meat for dinner."

"So what exactly is the price?

Four for one red copper coin.

Oddly enough, it's the same price as Poitan.

Then I feel like I can interact even if I incorporate it as one of the ingredients.

"And then was it Karon's milk? A drunken person purchasing such a thing would not be in this lodging town at least. Karon is only raised in the town of Doug around here, so isn't he going to rot while he's carrying it?

"No, Doug is half a day away from Genos, right? They'll have caron's milk for a couple of days, so I don't think they'll rot any time soon."

But after all, Karon's milk may be distant from poor preservation. It's different from the noblemen who say that if you rot, you can throw it away.

"I don't even know what use you have for caron's milk. It can't be cheaper than fruit liquor."

That's because the fruit liquor sold in the Inn Town is the cheapest, and I think a litre or so and a piece of red copper coin is pretty reasonable.

For example, if you convert one red copper coin to 200 yen, it would mean 50 yen for Poitan or Kimmus eggs, 40 yen for Aria, 400 yen for 'Giva Burger', 74 yen for 100 grams for Caron's foot meat at vendor prices and 160 yen for general prices.

So, if fruit liquor and caron milk cost 200 yen per litre - fruit liquor is a lot cheaper, caron milk is just a little expensive, it seems to me and so on. If red wine and milk are at the same price, it feels like wine is too cheap.

By the way, with this calculation, the tau oil costs 2,000 yen for one litre and the gamma cheese costs 4,000 yen for less than a kilo, so you can also understand how expensive the imports are.

To put it further, the vegetable cutting knife purchased from Schmiral is 36,000 yen, while the meat cutting knife purchased from Dial is 24,000 yen.

Given that Gill's pulling luggage is only ten times more expensive than a meat cutter, it is also difficult to know that metal products are expensive.

"If caron's milk can be bought at a price that's not significantly different from fruit liquor, I'd love to buy it sooner or later. Should I ask a meat merchant coming from Doug about that?

"I don't know, but it probably is. At this time of year, you'll be on your face for about three days."

"Really? Thank you."

And then there's the use of skimmed milk to see if we can make our own cheese and milk fat. The only way around this is to get information from Doug's merchants.

"Oh, and where do I get what's called fuwano powder? Do I have to go all the way out to Turan?

"No. The Fuwano store has a shop in Inn Town. Not in the outdoor area, but in this inn.... What are you going to do with Fuwano now that you're using Poitan?

"No, because I feel like Fuwano has a good use for fuwano. I'd like to do a little research."

I left that about it for today because I'm not going to be able to get around to it, even if I'm too greedy.

At the Kimus and Fuwano stores, buy eggs and fuwano flour. Even then, it would be possible to put variations on Giva dishes.

(Out of the blue, maybe the first thing you can complete is "Giva Cuttlefish")

Think like that, steal an eye-fa look.

I just thought I might be able to feed Ey-Fa a new dish, and my chest filled with so much happiness.

It's a sensation I couldn't taste in that brick house.

It's going to get kind of stuck in my chest.

I can feed my precious opponent a dish with a hobby. I was able to regain that happiness while still realizing it.