350 Jomtien Day ② - Inn Town Morning, Again

The day after dawn, on the 26th of the Purple Moon - the second holiday on Easter, it is the "Jomtien's Day".

We headed first thing in the morning from the Dora family to Accommodation Town, just like last time, ready for "Giva's Round Grill".

Depending on your physical condition, Grandma Ziva, who was supposed to be home here, and she's not looking tired at all, is watching over our work.

Of course, the hunter of the escort role had been increased.

If Grandma Ziva doesn't return after a certain moment in the morning, the arrangement for the hunters to be dropped off in town was preformed as Donda-Lou.

The only subsequent Kamadu numbers are Sheila-Lou and Tour-Din. In contrast, the hunters in the escort role have six elites, including Darum-Lu and Rau-Ray. Plus it even looked like auditor Sphyla-Zaza and even Mother Meer Ray.

"Because this leaves the main house almost empty. I'm sorry about Vina and the others, but I've decided to let you see what's happening in Inn Town."

Speaking of which, Mother Meer Ray, a bundle of women from the Lou family, rarely even went down to town on a buyout.

Even for me, I think it was the first time I'd seen my mother Meer Ray in Inn Town. Mother Meer Ray, who descended from the luggage car and explained it that way, looked really happy.

"I'm going to accompany the oldest, but you can call me anytime you need a hand, okay?

"Yes, thank you"

Nevertheless, I have more than enough hands because the number of six people has gone from such an early stage. We were paired up for two and decided to take care of 'Gibba's Round Grill' in three stalls.

but unfortunately today, the formal round grill went hand in hand with only one.

Gibba's children are protected by their mothers, so they are not captured so often. So the two stalls were to be roasted with giva branches that were broken in half.

It is a branch of an adult beast of Giva that drops its head, pulls out its guts and is likely to equal thirty kilograms after being broken in half. Would the original size be something like 7 or 80 kilos? Eventually, when time began to pass and more people started walking down the street, we were to hear more amazing voices than last time.

"I knew adult giva was pretty big! If we get chased like this, we don't have enough lives."

"Oh, what a cute face the kid's giva looks like, but I guess this guy had a sarcastic vicious side on his face."

But this giva is also, if you ask me, medium weight. Even the 100-kilometer Gibba was grazed by the woods, and the forest lords and others were at difficult levels to measure. How many wars would people be in if they saw such a big giva.

(So I wonder if Gibba would also be as fine a spectacle as a black monkey or gauje leopard.... but I can't imagine a living Gibba performing arts according to a human order)

Even in my hometown, cat-shaped carnivores and ape-like species were made spectacles. but I don't know the story of pigs and boars doing art as an oligarchy. It may not make sense to give such examples in different worlds of the ecosystem, but after all, it was hard to imagine Gibba performing arts obediently.

(Well, it's a world where lizard parents pull their baggage. No wonder Gibba did the art)

More important to me than that was the relationship between the people of the woods and "A Seat of Gamleys".

I have become quite fond of the Pinots. I don't want them to be the only result of such bad luck with the people by the woods.

(I wouldn't even be so worried if Mitsuhito was a little less of a jerk. That could indeed be the same series of people as Camua-Josh)

The tent of "A Seat of Gamleys" was still quiet today, not knowing how I felt about it.

As the five moments approach, the people with the whole roasting of Kimmus and those who expected the fruit liquor to behave begin to appear in the streets.

That number was much higher than last time, and Yumi, who eventually reappeared while pushing the stall, explained to me, "That's right," he said.

"But even more and more people are visiting Genos, and even if they don't, it's 'Jomtien Day', right? I have an interesting spectacle starting today at noon."

"A spectacle? Does anybody play art?

"Oh, you can throw me some split money if you want to do some art, though. I'm not looking forward to anything."

Yumi's thoughtful remarks were then to be unraveled a few minutes later.

How dare a parade by the nobles be dared that day, while Kimmus and the fruit liquor were behaved?

No, should I even call it a daimyo matrix rather than a parade?

Apart from the luggage truck carrying the luggage, a box-shaped tototoss car pushes its way through the street. It was Melfried, the leader of the Kingsguard Corps, who led the way, and the Totos car that followed it was tightly guarded by the soldiers in white.

The soldiers have put up great spears and some have pulled a single toss. It's not always the case that so many soldiers show up in town. I guess that's all there is to it in this car, people in shitty identities.

When I was thinking about it, the queue stopped at best with machine-like accuracy.

The lead is well ahead of us already. Right in front of us would have been just around the middle of a Totos car that lasted all twenty cars.

A long shadow appeared on the roof of the leading Totos car as people braced.

A human contour suddenly appeared on the roof, whether it was planted in a staircase.

I can't even see the details at this distance, but apparently he's wearing pure white armor just like the Kingsguard. From the top of its silver helmet, the purple chamber decorations draped down to the back.

"O inhabitants of Saturas territory! And visit my Genos, guests of Selva, Jagal and Sim! Finally, the demise and resurrection of the Sun God is approaching after five days!

The person makes a good voice sound on the street.

It was a lot cuddly because of the helmet, but it was rarely the voice of Marquis Marquis Marstein of Genos.

"With the meat of Kimmus and the liquor of Mammalia, let us live that resurrection ritual!... to the Sun God!

"To the Sun God!" The voice looses the town.

It seemed that only perhaps very few people with the people by the woods were not in harmony.

Meanwhile, barrels of Kimmus meat and fruit liquor are sifted from the rear luggage. People cheered so much that they roared their voices blessing the Sun God and Lord Genos.

"This is why. I'm used to seeing nobles. Asta didn't have any fun, did she?

And Yumi, holding a crate full of meat, called out passing.

"Yeah, but I wasn't expecting the lord to show up, so I was surprised."

"Hmm. Only when there was an Easter of the Sun God and then a big wedding or something, oh so you'd stroll through the Inn Town great. Even so, with all that armor, he doesn't even know what kind of face he looks like or if he's a true lord."

I'm sure that's because I'm wary of raids by bows and arrows. It would have been easy to shoot an arrow off the street, even if you were a man of about Rudd-Lou or Zida's skill.

All in all, Yumi, who lives on the back street of the boarding town, had a bitter face, but the others had voiced some joy. Even if the great reason for this was in fruit liquor, only a very limited number of people seemed to reveal their opposition to nobility in such a setting.

"We share joy with the inhabitants.... rather than boast of our power, but don't make it seem like we're flexing the hearts of the people with meat and booze"

Ey-Fa, who was listening to Malstein next to me, said so without the way his heart had been moved.

"But well, it's not like anyone loses money, and the people in town seem very happy about it. If we think this is also a testament to the successful convergence of the noise caused by Cycleus and others, should we also be well pleased"

"Yeah, well, that sounds like it"

If it was true that Malstein had made a mistake in extracting at that time, he might have looked a little different again. Malstein weighs his decency to the King's Capital, Camua-Josh once said that, but I guess even the one about decency to the people can't be second.

If we had pardoned the exposed cycleuses of evil deeds, not altered their treatment of the people by the woods, or executed the surviving Barsha of the fornicator, the Red Beard Party, we might not have been able to dare to do this kind of parade or anything else.

When that group then began to solemnly resume the march, only the clutter was later left behind.

Already, "Gibba's Round Grill" is also bad for last-minute, and the smoke of fire that grills Kimmus is pouring out of stalls everywhere. People poured a cup of fruit liquor from the barrel and rang, "To the Sun God!" I was summoning my voice.

"... this is the festival of Genos..."

In the meantime, Grandma Ziva, who got off her luggage, approached the stall with Mother Meer Ray and six hunters.

Ai-Fa frowns and looks back at you.

"Ziva, are you all right? You shouldn't force yourself too much because you must have used your body so much"

"I'm not pushing anything... I just worry about everyone, unless I'm sorry..."

"What are you sorry for! It would be a natural clientele as a family member to make the wishes of the most venerable elders!

One of the escorts, Dan-Rutim, makes a lavish laugh.

"Plus Ziba-Lou looks really energized! My legs are so bad that I can't walk, but otherwise it's like I'm twenty years younger! I'm very happy about that, aren't I?

"Thank you, Dan-Rutim... By the way, isn't Dan-Rutim getting fruit liquor...? At the previous feast, we celebrated the town's humans...?

"Hmmm? It's gazlan to make such a statement!? Well, I can't blame you for drinking, but today it's to protect Ziba-Lou! I've decided to wear some!

"Really...? That's a shame... I want to see the people of the woods and the people of the town get along, and they're putting me through this..."

"Right! Then let's make the oldest wish!

Dan-Rutim said softly that I was about to get stuck.

Dan-Lutim looks back at Giza-Lou as he grins at his full face.

"Nevertheless, we can't really leave by Ziba-Lou! If I bring the barrel by this stall, shall I have enough for you?

"... if you can serve as an escort with that, feel free"

Neither did the servant Ziza-Lou feel like holding Dan-Lutim's reins. Dan-Rutim enters the crowd with great joy or returns to the stall with a giant barrel of liquor and the people of the town that accompanies it.

"What, you can't cook meat yet? It's time for Jomtien, huh?

"Oh, that smells delicious. I can't wait to see this fatty figure!

The people of the west and the people of the south are cheerful as they dye their cheeks with alcohol. Ziza-Lou was cautious and allowed Grandma Ziva to stay away from them only a few steps.

"Oh my God, you have a lot of men today! You guys should mouth as much fruit liquor as you like! That would be a blessing to the Sun God, wouldn't it?

and one of the Jagals calls me that way.

Only Dan-Rutim and Gillan-Lillin responded accordingly.

Grandma Ziva sat on Mother Meer Ray's prepared rug, staring at them like that without ever getting tired of it.

Then an hour later, 'Giva's Round Grill' was finally finished.

When we start the end of the fire bowl, people are already pushing us to the stall. After all, it was a horrible crowd of people whether the last behavior called for a reputation.

"Please wait a moment! I'll cut it right up!

Me and Tour-Din are officially roasted in Gibba. Cutting the hot giva meat apart with the same procedure as last time, they were exposed one after the other for a while without room to accumulate it on a large plate.

Everyone is cheeky with giva meat to their satisfaction, without distinction between the west, south or east. The majority of people with alcohol are even more reluctant than they usually are when doing business. It was this reluctance that I hoped would impress Grandma Ziva even further.

Plus Ziza-Lou and Sphilla-Zaza.

They have already seen more of these sights than Grandma Ziva. Will doing business in the lodging town be a drug or poison for the people by the woods? I wonder how they are putting their thoughts around me.

"Uhm! Would you like some of that abalone meat today!

With that said, Dan-Rutim had received abalone meat from the streets of the Raina-Roux. That would be better eaten by an adult Gibba than by a child Gibba. Gillan-Lillin, who received the same thing, is smiling and grabbing the meat.

Then when the Dora family arrived, the perimeter of our stall became so noisy. Fathers and sons also quarrel with Dan-Rutim for a drink, and Tara snaps into the Limi-Rue stalls.

"... even today, we're going to run out of meat in no time, right?

And Thur-din, who was cutting the meat together, whispers to the calf.

"Right. I thought I'd put out two more stalls for the next holiday and bake five heads of meat."

"Uh... but the price of that meat is being offered by Fa and Lu, right?

"Yeah, but it happens once a year. Of course, it depends on how I feel about Ai-Fa and Donda-Lou."

"You think I disagree?" and I = fa interrupt between us unexpectedly.

"There's no use for copper coins anyway, so do as you please. I don't care what you do with the rest of the Gibba meat if you keep what the people eat by the woods."

"Okay. Then I'll make a plan in that direction."

Even during such a conversation, Giva meat sees and sees less and less.

Ten minutes later, it's brain and eyeball removal - and that's what I thought, and a group of people I know stood in front of the stall.

"I relaxed too much today. Is Gibba on the verge of getting boned?

"Oh, thank you. That was really close."

Needless to say, they are the people of "A Seat of Gamleys".

Today, in addition to the bender Pinot, the monstrous man Doga, the whistling Nachara, the beast shantu, and the pot man Dilo, there were also the bard Niya, the twins of Arun and Amin.

"Oh, Reiki. Can I have your name revealed today?

Niya, with an instrument on her back, calls to Ai-Fa today and without sexual punishment.

Ai-Fa turned that way silently, and Ziza-Lou repositioned herself to hide Ms Ziva from their eyes.

"Look, I came out because of you, so you have to cut one by one. I don't have dried meat on my hands."

Pinot nodded me, and my twin brothers and sisters put their hands up to me as well.

With that sidelined, Pinot looked back at Niya with a silly face.

Did you just come here to dictate to a woman? Absolutely not. There's no medicine to put on the color blur. "

"If your chest gets so full, it's not something that goes through your throat like meat. You know, an innocent like you will never know."

Niya shrugs her shoulders without looking snagged.

"And you've said it many times, haven't you? I don't know if it's Giva's meat, but I don't feel like talking about the crude stuff that's baked on the side of the road like this. After that, I'm invited to a tea party in Castle Town."

"Hmm? I gave you one pass, and I wonder if it's something that allows the traveler to grow so far. Until the sitter picked you up, you'd be soaking muddy water."

"I forgot such a long time ago! Wouldn't it matter if I broke my stomach with Giva meat in my mouth? It would be poor people who can't buy caron's meat satisfactorily."

"... how dare you slap such a ridiculous mouth in front of so many woodland hunters. If I'm with you, I'll buy you some unwanted grudges."

Unusual, Pinot said so with a look that seemed even tongue-in-cheek, and gave me a gaze more at Giza-Lou, who refrained behind the stall.

"I'm totally sorry, Je, Ziza-Lou. If you can't sit on your stomach, do whatever you want with this blur. If you could just leave your mouth and fingertips behind, you wouldn't be inconvenient in making copper coins."

"... stick, slapping such a mouth is not limited to that person. Until a few months ago, he didn't exist as one of the people in the town who speaks of Gibba's flesh."

With an emotionally illegible voice, Giza-Lou responds that way.

"But if they hear words that fool the people by the woods at the same rate, we won't be able to shut up either. I just want you to be aware of that."

Ziza-Lou was a gentle expression as usual, but, well, chills are unlikely to be forbidden if he is the one who knows his temper.

Of course, Niya is not obsessed with one thing, such as Giza-Lou's temper, so she laughs naggingly without looking bad.

"Nothing. I'm not fooling the people by the woods. It's just that I feel sorry for all of you who have to be thankful for this creepy meat."

"That's why I'm telling you not to slap me in the mouth like that. It's a tough blur, not at all... and you wouldn't know, but this Asta is a fine cook who's all over Castle Town, huh?

Colorful, and cold eyed, Pinot twirls Niya.

"Asta's Giva dishes are tattooed by the lord of Genos. So you're sorry to hear about the big castle lord, huh, Bard Boolean?

"That guy spread out a lot of big baths. Where did you pick up such a tale?

"Anywhere, when you ran into Camua-Josh, you got so excited about that story? Because you don't like her, you must have gotten smaller in a corner where you can't even hear her."

"... Humph," Niya shut up for the first time, and maybe the first time she's looked around at me wandering.

"I guess that was a joke you were good at Camua-Josh. I can't believe such a poor brother is invited to Castle Town..."

"Hey," a tearing temper whispered Niya's words.

Whose voice it was, etc., would it have required an explanation?

"Weren't you listening to Ziza-Lou? If you're fooling my family, why don't you shut up as the head of Fa's house?

Niya looked around a bit before finally fixing her gaze under Ai-Fa.

"Oh, that? Was that your voice, my love?

"Shut that mouth now, or disappear from this place. And I will not ask you about your sins."

Eye-Fa's eyes burned badly, wrinkles leaning around his nose. Gaujeh's leopards and silver lions are also face-loser Bobcat Faces.

"What are you so angry about? Family? Family?"

and Niya's eyes open in amazement.

"No way then, that young man is your mate!? Whatever it is, such absurdity -!"

"I don't care about that! We need to shut that mouth right now."

Ey-Fa's fury was overshadowed by a dumb tone of peppence.

Pinot suddenly rose and flattened Niya's face.

Niya, who had been properly slapped on the nose column, glanced at "Ghaa," and Pinot muddled the tip of her hand with clothes.

"If I leave a blur like you alone, I'm going to get really blade wounded.... Doga"

The oligarchy big man grabbed Niya's collar silently and gently strapped that thin body over his shoulder.

"I'm sorry, Je. As I was told, Atashi and the others will disappear. I'll have a couple more hits over there, so give me a break."

"Fool, don't! Instruments! Instruments will hurt you!

Keeping a grip on Niya, Doga gently walks toward the tent. People in the streets who didn't know what was going on were happily doing it.

And so the Pinots concealed themselves, and Rudd-Lou shouted, "I don't know."

He said, "Is that how well you've lived? She sounded like a geez in front of a madamara snake with her mouth open."

Sure, it may be a little unusual for a person not to be able to see how the others feel that far. I wonder if something important is missing as someone.

"But Ai-Fa's a little too short for you, too. You wouldn't be so angry with the poor minister for a word, would you?

"... So you can keep Remi-Luu as foolish and silent as you are, Rud-Luu?

"Why are you letting Limi out to pick you up? Well, I'm sure you won't be able to keep your mouth shut then."

Giza-Lou watches the two of them as thin as a thread.

"That girl named Pinot looks like she has a strong heart of faith as a person in town. But not all of those fellows seem to be.... Rudd, do you still want to get close to them?

"Hmm? I don't care, Rimi and the others want to go."

Yes, the Rimi-Loux are planning to head out to the tent of "A Seat of Gamleys" again this evening.

It seems that Donda-Lou also reluctantly gave permission not to be raided again by the bandits, but naturally there are parts of Giza-Lou that cannot be accepted.

"... If Don't change your mind, I'll accompany you today."

"Uh, isn't that nice? That black monkey is a bit of a sight to see. The fathers of the Ziva women must have been hunting in the Black Forest."

When Rudd-Lou responded that way, the old lady Ziba laughed from behind Zizza-Lou.

"The woman was not allowed by Donda to walk out of town at night or to approach the abrasive tent... but I feel like Giza, the next parent and chief of the clan, needs to see what the black monkey looks like..."

"Right," Giza-Lou responds quietly.

Grandma Ziva was smiling calmly as usual when she stopped working hands and peered behind them.

"... Nevertheless, there are all kinds of people in town... what an interesting story..."

It wasn't supposed to be funny.

And, Ai-Fa blurred with dissatisfaction, but Grandma Ziva remains smiling.

All in all, there was only a few pieces of round-baked meat left, and the day part of "Jomtien's Day" for us was fast approaching its end.