284 Destiny Girl

Dawn, the thirtieth of the black moon.

It was the date of the beginning of the twelfth period of the stall business.

"Hmm, so Lem-Dom was just supposed to help with his morning job and sleep in an empty house in Sudra at night? It's kind of a tough life."

Lara-Luu talks as she carves Tino in the stalls of "Myrmu Grill".

Likewise, while carving Tino in the 'Poytan-wrapped' stall, I let him try 'yeah'.

"Well, I'm going to split dinner with dried meat for the job. I guess I can live without difficulty for the moment."

"But I can't imagine a 15-year-old woman living alone. If I were you, I wouldn't be here for a day."

With that said, Lara-Lew flies his gaze to Tour-Din for my body.

"Speaking of which, Din and Dom are family, right? Can't you stay over there or something?

"Yes, the notices came around that Zaza's family would not help Lem-Dom."

"Oh well. The northerners are stoneheads, after all. Isn't it awkward because you were so close to Lem-Dom?

"Yep. I'm more worried than awkward, and I'm afraid so."

As the words say, Tour-Din smiles sarcastically.

These two names, close to the year, had been completely unraveled in the last two months or less.

The first encounter was in Sung's settlement, and Lara-Luu's embrace of Tour-Din, who had burned, is also a good memory now.

"Ma, it's hard to be forgiven for a bunch of women to be hunters. Because of that, I've been giggling with Donda's dads. I knew I didn't know I wanted to be a hunter after all that trouble."

"Speaking of which, Dick-Dom also went to Donda-Lou's, didn't he? What did Donda-Lou look like?

"Hmm? I don't think he's going to say much because he's talking about a house. Even when Lem-Dom said he wanted to stay at Fa's house, he admitted it."

Saying so, Lara-Luu whisks a shapely brow.

"I just wonder if Brother Giza looked a little nasty after all. Brother Giza is more stone-headed than Dad Donda."

Giza-Lou?

Good thing the other side's not getting any closer, I'm leaving him hanging on.

The last time we opened our minds to each other was just before the Conference of Parents - nearly four months have passed.

I'm me, and I intend to show my thoughts in action, not words, but what kind of mood is Giza-Lou in now that he insisted that an exotic like me isn't right to dictate the end of the woodland?

Just as Gazran-Rutim became Rutim's head, sooner or later Giza Ruw would succeed Ruw's head. And Lew's parents are not only the heads of more than a hundred families, but they are also in a position to assume responsibility for one of the three chiefs.

When I mouthed 'Giba Katsu', Giza-Lou told me it was' delicious'.

That seemed to be his truth.

But I don't think that's all you can feel safe about, I suppose.

"Thank you for waiting. It's time for a change."

and there came Li-Sudra and Yun-Sudra.

Today was the arrival of Jomtien.

"Good luck. How was your reputation for new dried or stuffed meats?

"Yes. The dried meat delighted me fine. Soft stuffed meat sounded like a lot of voices should be used at dinner."

"Really? After all, I'm worried about losing my habit of eating hard dried meat."

And that's also the anxiety that I touched everyone myself.

It seems to me that the presence of hard dried meat is essential to retain the power of chewing and the sturdiness of the teeth.

"Okay. Consider whether bowel stuffed meat can't be a product in castle towns or other towns here. Then I'll take care of the stalls."

"Oh, wait, Asta. Actually, if I see how it works today and that doesn't seem to be a problem, I'm thinking about letting Yun do the job on his own starting tomorrow, right?

It is the eighth day today that Yun-Sudra's training period begins.

As far as I can tell, I'm not dissatisfied with Yun-Sudra's work.

"Yeah. As far as I'm concerned, I don't think it's a problem. It would be perfect if Li-Sudra had some ink too."

"So today I want to watch Yun's work without a hand"

I nod, looking back at Yun-Sudra.

"Good luck with that, Yun-Sudra. I'm sure you'll be fine."

"Yes! Thank you!

While dyeing your face bright red, Yun-Sudra lowers her grey-brown head slightly.

Then his gaze hit him directly from the front with Raina-Lou, who was standing behind it.

"... Asta, let's come to the inn"

"Oh, yeah. Okay, I'm going."

I also said goodbye to Tour-Din and Yamil Ray, and I left the stall.

It must not be my mistake to walk down the streets full of people while the sides of Raina-Lou are still tingly.

"Asta, I don't really feel comfortable promoting this kind of thing"

"Ugh, yeah, what is it?

"With that girl named Yun-Sudra, it seems like you should think about how to hang on a little bit more"

"The way you hang on? Hmm, I'm going to keep the right distance as an employer..."

As he walks, Raina-Lou flies his gaze at him with a glimpse.

"Asta was born exotic. By the woods, there are not many soft men with physical hips like Asta. Wouldn't that make that Yun-Sudra mistake, too?"

"Misunderstood? What?

"It's a mistake that I'm favored by Asta."

Neither did I expect Rayna-Lew to bump a straightforward word so far.

I stare back at the cold side of Rayna-Lew, who is walking so often that I feel baffled.

"Actually, I've been trying to keep the right distance from Yun-Sudra since the beginning. So I was wondering if I needed to worry about that..."

"Then you didn't seem to have considered it enough yet. Or maybe that girl wanted to be Asta's daughter-in-law from the start, regardless of Asta's attitude or whatever."

Rayna-Lew's words and glances are getting more and more sharp.

"Asta said she wasn't going to marry anyone to her daughter-in-law, was she? Does that mood make any difference?

"Ugh, yeah. I still feel the same way."

"Really?"

"Truth."

"Then you should be tighter than you are now and deal with that girl."

After saying so, Raina-Lou breathed all the time.

"I'm sorry for all the messing up. But if you think of Sudra as a friend, Asta should behave carefully, too."

"Yeah. That was a lot of advice. I shall be more careful in the future than I am now. I promise."

"... thank you"

The air is heavy.

And, at the moment I thought, suddenly Raina-Lou looked back at this one and laughed.

"I finally got my chest grabbed. Best regards for your future work, Asta"

"Yeah, welcome."

I've gone quite far, but soon I could sense Raina-Lou's mood.

Even Rayna-Lew must have felt like he wasn't alone with me.

Because I couldn't respond to that feeling, Rayna-Lew sank or freaked out, or had a long period of emotional instability.

When was it possible to move on to polishing the culinary arm and regain a relationship that would allow us to talk about it without giving in?

In the meantime, if a girl named Yun-Sudra showed up and I assumed she seemed fond of me - how the hell would she feel?

I have to be honest with everyone.

Depending on that, maybe I should have made time to talk well with Sudra's parent, Lyelpham-Sudra.

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"Is that it? It's the Dalaim family car."

After a moment, me and Raina-Lou were in front of the Xuanrong Pavilion.

Starting today, Kimmus's Tail Pavilion will also be working with the Lew family for a day. After Rayna-Lew had done the job, he went this far because he needed it.

"What's going on? You didn't make any promises, did you?

"Yeah. You shouldn't even know we're visiting Xuanrong Pavilion at this hour. If I had to run errands, I'd come to Kimmus's Tail Pavilion or the stall."

Well, it didn't just start now that Polearth is a godforsaken. I thought I might have talked to Nail about some ingredients, and I decided to go around the entrance to the Xuanrong Pavilion.

"Oh, Asta, I've been waiting for you. We also have Polearths."

"Yes. Did you have something to do here?

"Yes, I took the guests and ordered the food.... I'm not going to serve Asta's dishes until supper time if it's supposed to be, because they really wish me"

There was a light in Nair's face hiding his expression that was only "troubled" in his eyes.

"So, I've already eaten, but when Asta tells me she's coming, she says she wants to say hello and I'll be waiting for you in the dining room."

"Really? Well, say hello first."

I remember being guided this way by a nail before and facing Michelle.

In that same dining room, Polearths and strange figures were waiting. Behind it, two martial arts officers also stand.

"Oh, Lord Asta! It's been three days. Looking good, above all."

They were finishing the meal and sprinkling it with tea time. The small table houses two ceramic cups poured with black tea.

"Hey, I'm dying to feed this guest Lord Asta's dishes. But I was tempted to bring an escort to visit at supper time, so I said I couldn't, so I had them serve the food."

"You were. Were you expecting food from the inn instead of the stall?"

"Yeah. That's not another stall, either, but the food from this store. No, it was spicy, but it was delicious!

Today's contribution is "Sautéed Arabiata Style of Giva".

It would have been a sawdust and exciting flavor because the dishes to be wholesaled in this "Xuanrong Pavilion" are relentlessly made from chit fruit.

"Actually, this is a Sim-born guest."

Needless to say, I was guessing, too.

Because the person was grating the hood of his cape, even though it was in the store, and from behind it was a black mandible peeking.

But for the people of the east, they are small. It's hard to understand because I'm sitting there, but if I did it badly, it would be about smaller than me.

Besides, the hooded cape that covered his entire body was not intended for travel, but rather seemingly superior tailoring made of silk or something.

"This is Arishna-Ji-Maharauda, who has been in Castle Town for about a year now. Lord Alishna, this is Asta, the cook from the woods who made such a stunning dish."

The person thanked him lightly before removing the hood in a relaxed motion.

What emerged from beneath it is certainly a Sim-like look.

Black hair, black eyes, black skin. The eyes are long, the nose is high and the lips are thin. The long dark hair is knitted three times on the right side and draped inside the cape. It had silver and stone ornaments on its ears and fingers as well as neck and arm decorations, and as a people of the east it was an exotic and over-decorated outfit.

Plus, he looks a lot more luxurious.

Face, neck, fingertips, everywhere is flaccid. I felt that danger, which seemed to break easily if I treated it a little abusively.

Maybe - I think.

And that suspicion was soon to be dispelled by the words of Polearth.

"She's an amazing astrologer with star reading intentions. Therefore, I am staying in Genos, but as an official guest of the Lord Genos, I ask that you treat me that way."

After all, this person was a woman.

If you're a woman, you can't be too small.

But this was the first time I saw the women of the people of the east.

(No... if you were a taller person and you kept your hood on, you wouldn't be able to tell if you were a woman. Perhaps even the previous customers had a woman all over them)

Either way, if you mean the guests of the Marquis of Genos, you should treat them on an equal footing with the nobility.

"Nice to meet you. I am Asta of the house of Fa, a people by the woods. We always take care of your Polearths"

"The people by the woods...... but I hear you, the people of emigration. So, you would be a people of the west, wouldn't you not have been recognized?

Apparently, as much as Sanjula, the language of the west is oblivious.

Besides, he had a very pleasant, low but transparent voice in his ear.

"Yes. Originally the unborn man of this continent did not deserve to be the Son of the Four Great Gods, so he was not allowed to name the official people of the West. But Marquis Marquis Marquis Marstein managed to be allowed to name the forest people."

Yes, I was denied the name of Selva's people by the gods of Genos. My official status is still "an emigrant people staying in a forest settlement".

"Hometown, throw it away, you live in Genos. If so, I'm the same."

With eyes as quiet as a lake at night, the girl of its east people - Alishna - has stared back at me.

Somehow, it's a glance as if it's been watermarked to the back of your soul.

"Although the street food is delicious enough, I still want Lord Alishna to taste the dishes made with Sims ingredients.... Speaking of which, Lord Asta is studying dishes with more vanilla, right? Maybe we can taste that at the next welcome feast?

"No, I don't plan on using that dish because it worries me about what to do with the other dedication. Besides, isn't there a custom of using vanilla more in Banaam than in Genos? I heard there's not much interaction with Sims."

"Oh, you're absolutely right. Still, Lord Varcus will use plenty of vanilla, and I'm sure he'll surprise more guests than Banaam."

"I guess so. But I'm not that good at using vanilla, so I want to encourage you to be as happy as you can be."

"Well," Polearth strokes his round jaw as he is convinced.

"But the dishes and dishes that are full of that vanilla, all of which I want to give you a taste of. That dish is going to be handled in this restaurant, right?

"Yes, I think we'll be able to reveal it soon"

"Then let me take Lord Alishna with me again! I'm sorry, sir, but thank you again then."

"Yes," Nair bows his head behaving.

As a nobleman, I guess all of us are cute.

"So, how about about about a feast dedication? Are the new ingredients going to help?

"Right. I haven't made a decision yet, but how many types? … but as for the new ingredients, I would like to do more in the direction of using them in Accommodation Town."

"It would be better for us to help distribute it in Inn Town than to use it for a welcome banquet. Whatever ingredients you use, Lord Asta's cuisine is no different."

It is Polearth who laughs at me with a truly pleasant face.

"Don't hesitate to call me when you run out of ingredients. I don't need any copper coins for research."

"Thank you.... So I have one favor to ask, is it possible to have one live fish?

"Huh! Will you use live fish too?!?

"Oh, that's not the boarding town, that's for the welcome feast. Because of this, I was wondering if you would enjoy it if you could even use it in an appetizer."

"That's fun! Lord Varcus must be packing every barrel or something with water, so it's not impossible."

"Really? Now, I'd like you to ask Varcus something."

To my question, Polearth turned his eyes round.

"Oh, my God! Is that possible?

"I had that way of eating in my hometown. But will it be an unacceptable dish for the people of Genos and Banaam?

"That's not true! If you have a complaint, you just have to leave it! At least I can't help but eat!

Then would you be happy to give it a try?

But first, after you hear Vulcan's answer.

Freshwater fish like that Ivana, whether raw food is possible or not - is.

"Hey, I'm getting more and more excited about the welcome feast. Oh, yes, the feast day has finally been decided. The welcome feast is to be executed on the 10th of the Blue Moon, okay?

"When it comes to the 10th of the Blue Moon...... today is the 30th, so is it just ten days later"

"Yeah. Originally, the auspicious day of the journey is supposed to be the 15th of the month. I asked Lord Arishna to read the stars if there was a more auspicious day, and the eighth day of the blue moon was set as the day of departure. So, you take two days to go for Genos, and on the evening of the tenth day of your arrival, it's a welcome feast,"

If it's just ten days from now, oddly enough, stall shops are also closed.

The stars of this world and the things they do are quite thoughtful.

"Oh, I'm sorry you've been so excited over here, Lord Alishna. You must have been bored."

"No."

"This lord Arishna is also scheduled to attend the welcome feast. I hope you'll find something unbeatable in that dish earlier, Lord Asta?

That's how Polearth laughed at me.

"By the way, you visited your husband today to try something new, didn't you? I was wondering if you could give us a taste of him, too.

"Yeah, I'm fine. In other words, this is the ingredient that I originally wanted Polearths to taste."

With that in mind, it was also a pleasure to meet Polearths here.

With that in mind, I try to lift the smaller leather bag I had in my hand.

"Nail, may I borrow your wood plate and knife?

Nail responded to my request, so I let him spread the contents of the leather bag over the wood plate.

Even so, it's just two bottles of intestinal stuffed meat. I've handed it off to people I'm familiar with, so that's all I have left.

"This is a smoked chopped meat. You wanted to know your opinion on whether you could sell in a castle or other town."

Polearths seemed to have clapped out, but when I mouthed the stuffed meat I cut, the color of my eyes changed.

"This is delicious! That's just smoked, and the taste of giva meat is condensed!

"Oh, it's really delicious. It doesn't taste worse than Gamma's intestinal meat."

The nails also narrow their eyes satisfactorily.

Only one, Alishna, none other than the people of the east, was silent and faceless.

"How about that? They say people in the east are usually eating gamma intestinal meat, so I'd appreciate your input."

Alishna looks at me with her eyes too quiet.

"Very delicious. But I don't know what gamma tastes like."

"Huh?"

"I, the people of the east. But I was born in the West."

I wasn't sure what you were talking about.

Polearths supplements that.

"No, this lord Arishna, along with his family, has fled the kingdom of the east. I didn't switch gods to Selva, but he didn't go back to his hometown and wandered all the way through western territory. He did. At one point, they stayed in Alglad, the king's capital in the west, right?

"Yes. Twenty years ago, I was banished from my family, Sim. Seventeen years ago, I, was born.... and a year ago, my last family, my grandfather, died."

"Your grandfather was killed in this Genos. He is. So the lost Lord Alishna was bought an arm as an astrologer and set himself up in Castle Town as the official guest of the Genos Marquis."

Can there be such a life?

But what does it mean to be banished Sim - Alishna opened her mouth as if to answer that inner question.

"He was my grandfather, the famous astrologer. But the demise of the lord, the decipherment, touched my anger and banished Sims."

"A clan lord means the lord of its territory. Sims is divided into seven territories, each of which has a lord."

To Polearth's words, Arishna nods.

"Lord, according to the rules of the stars, it seems to have perished. But the new lord may also repel the power of his grandfather. So we couldn't go back to Sims."

"It therefore seems that Lord Alishna's family avoided settling in one place even if they moved to the western lands. The only way to get food is to show off your astrology, but if you get a reputation for it, you'll end up being held by nobles and royalty. It would have been a life of constant hardship."

With the most plausible look on his round face, Polearth agrees with me.

"But my lord Marstein of Genos, for better or worse, only wants to entertain astrology's intentions. What kind of pronouncement would not make me afraid of you. [M] I hope we'll live in Genos in peace in the future."

Alishna thanked her silently.

And he's staring at my face again.

"Asta at Fa's house. Aren't you, your hometown, going to miss you?

"Huh?... right. I have a little more complicated snack, too, and I'm going to bury my bones in this land. Because there doesn't even seem to exist in my hometown where I can return."

"... If you're a migrant, why don't you go for Sim or Mahydra first, North Ice Sea, and get out?

"No, that's the so-called dragon god people, right? I was born in an island country surrounded by oceans, but I'm separated from the dragon god's people."

Alishna narrowed her eyelids.

When you do that, you can clearly see that your eyelashes are much longer.

"Asta, are you... a people without stars?

"Huh?"

"Your star, you can't see it anywhere. People without stars, they don't have stars in this world."

That said, Alishna kept her eyelids shut.

"If you are a people without stars, surely there is no way back home. Because it doesn't exist in this world."

Rapidly, my heart began to bounce.

Could this girl - more than me, understand my existence?

"Polearth, I, I'm getting a headache. I think I'm a little tired."

"Oh, that's tough! Then we shall return to Castle Town.... Then I will inquire about the fish as soon as possible. So when the conversation is done, tomorrow or the day after, we'll bring the fish packed in the barrel to the stall."

"Thank you," he said, "but my heartbeat doesn't quiet.

But Alishna put her hood back on as if she refused to call from me.

"Then let's be rude. You took care of me, sir. Lord Asta, I look forward to seeing you in ten days!

"Yes."

That's how Arishna left with Pol Earth.

They pull my sleeve up without words, and Rayna-Lew says it's hard.

"Are you all right? You look a lot pale."

"... it's okay, it's nothing"

I tried to laugh at you, but my face was frightened and it didn't work.

So I decided to lay flat and wake myself up.

"Duh, what's wrong!? Are you sure you're okay, Asta!?

"Stay with me... I'll be fine. 'Cause I just put my temper back together."

Whatever she knows, she's no different at the end of my life.

Even when a third party tells me that there is no way to go back to my hometown - I am standing here now after such despair.

(I'm dead once. You wouldn't understand anyone but me, but that's all for sure)

That vivid flame feeling.

A hell of a pain to be burned alive.

And a pile of debris that smashes this body to pieces.

I can't believe the pain was a bluff.

I'm dead once.

(But still, this is how I'm able to re-live my second life)

Whatever fate God's prank it is, I am once again able to live hope in my chest.

Then there is no whining. With unforgettable suffering in this chest, we will have to go one step at a time as far as we can power.

"Shall we go back to the stall, then? We've got a date, and we're going to work out a dedication for the welcoming party today."

Declaring it that way, I took a new step that day.