873 Fourteenth Day of the Silver Moon ② - Return Greetings

"... I apologize for disturbing you as much as I did earlier"

That's what Klua-Sung has been saying in his luggage car headed to the settlement of Luu.

It is a slightly reddish, slightly embarrassing look in the eye of the cleaver. Such a look was also fresh and fascinating.

"Tool-din and I used to look at each other every once in a while, but I didn't get a chance to have a very solid exchange of words... and it made me feel daunted to stick around"

"Were you looking at me every now and again? You said you couldn't speak at Easter."

"Yes, but Tour-Din was also stopping by Sung's settlement when he headed north... even at the last parent-teacher conference and when he handled the dishes with Asta..."

However, the Conference of Parents and the like was six months ago, and cooking manners and the like were nearly a year ago. I guess I was so alienated that I had to pull that story out.

"Whatever, it was more than enough to see you again. And you're glad it's a separate luggage car?

"Yes, I was looking at Tour-Din's face and he was going to cry again... so I wanted to calm down before work"

Since I said it that way, Kulua-Sung has stared at me with a slightly frightening look.

"So, it's extremely distressing to offer something like this...... will you allow me to get in the same luggage car as Tour-Din on my way home......?

"Absolutely. Because of this, don't taste the joy of reunion."

Krua-Sung smiled as if to haunt him.

This is another fascinating smile, mixed with adulthood and childishness. She seemed to have a more multifaceted personality than I'd imagined.

"Ku, ku, kulua-sung are very handy cooking. And I was waiting for the day when I could work with them."

and Murphyra-Naham has told him so, with his elongated neck up. On its face, there is a fuzzy grin.

"Oh well. When the Sung family was left at Ravitz's house, Malfira-Naham had a chance to take over."

"Yes, yes, no. Well, I was only able to join you on a day or so when the stall work was off… but I was impressed with the Qura-Sun thing."

"It's an honor to have you say that. … but it was the presence of Malfila-Naham in the Sung family that was largely eliminated"

"Huh? Wah, wah, about me?

"Yes, among the Ravitz bloodline, the Marfila-Naham arrangement was remarkable... so everyone admired it as if it were magic"

"Well, that's an honor to be here. Wow, I'm not even such a big person..."

Malfira-Naham looked somewhat enjoyable while demonstrating his usual modesty. He is more pleased with his reunion with Qura-Sun than he was admired as Kamadu's number. If there is a pre-bond with Thur-din or Malfira-Naham on this occasion, where Sung's blood tribe does not exist, it was fortunate for Kur-Sung.

"By the way, I'd like to ask you one thing..."

And Kulua-Sung came back to me.

Those silver grey eyes are pointed at my feet.

"What is that little beast? It seems to be a beast I've never seen by the woods..."

"Oh, this is a beast called Sim's Cat, and his name is Satchi. Around the end of the purple moon, I was supposed to be greeted by the family of Fa's house, but wasn't that the story communicated?

Sachi, who was round at my feet because he was called his own name, opened one eye and looked back at Kulua-Sung.

Krua-Sung reckons, "Uh..." as he lifts his raised fingertips to his quiet mandible.

"Speaking of which... it's like I've also been told such stories... I'm sorry. The Easter period was such a rush… and soon afterwards, things about the sanctuary were starting to get shaken up…"

"You don't have to apologize for anything. I've just slept on a tree all my life while I was in business, thank you."

That is how Sachi spends his daytime time since Ai-Fa stopped going down to the lodging town. Then it doesn't seem worth bothering to accompany you, but it seemed like a routine for Sachi to cling to me and go down to the lodging town.

Krua-Sung stares at Sachi for a while, and then he looks at me in the eye.

"Um... will I be allowed to touch Sachi?

"Huh? Oh, yeah. I'll have my hands washed before work, so it doesn't matter. Just be careful, if you try to force me to touch you, you'll get caught."

"I understand," Krua-Sung put his hand up to Sachi about time.

Its fingertips gently touch the Sachi's neck.

That's how when Kulua-Sung started stroking his neck muscles softly, Sachi rang his throat all "not bad".

"That's adorable... it's like being a newborn baby"

"Haha. I look like this, and I have such a rough temper. But I think I liked Kulua-Sung."

"If so, I would be more than happy"

As the soothing conversation is thus spun, the luggage carriage goes through the settlement of Luu, aiming for the accommodation town.

Eventually Ray-Matua stood up perfectly when Yun-Sudra of your table told me that you had arrived at Kimmus's Tail Pavilion.

"Okay, I'll rent you a stall! Go ahead, Asta, stay put!

"Yeah, thanks. But I want to say hello to the Milan-Maths, so I'm going downstairs."

but the most difficult thing for me was the task of getting up from sitting down. This is quite a strain on your ankles.

"A, A, Asta. If you don't mind, this way."

Along with the words of Malfira-Naham, the tip of the black grigi stick is protruded all the way to the tip of his nose.

When I grabbed it with both hands, I was supposed to be able to pull my body up with more force than I imagined.

"Thank you. Murphyra-Naham is really powerful."

"Oh, as long as you're ashamed."

Malfira-Naham laughs at the funnys and returns the used Grigi stick to the side of the crate. Her smile, which was initially left over from her stiffness, also felt like she had gained a lot more softness since about Easter.

Having walked to the side of your podium, I land softly as I lower my hips and then drape my feet to the ground, supporting my weight with my arms so that I can keep my impact as low as possible. It is done as if it were an old body, but once it went down to the ground, there was no difficulty in moving.

"Hi, I'm out of time"

And when I knocked over the door of Kimmus's Tail Pavilion - Milan-Math, who was sitting on the reception deck, kicked up the chair.

And as I approached him, he stuck my shoulders together with his tenacious face. Under a tight frown, different emotions were swirling in Milan-Math's eyes.

"This fool, worry... the body, are you okay now?

"Yes, I am so sorry for your concern"

As for our cheapness, it should have been told by the people of the Luu family on the day we returned from the Morga Mountains. In other words, the truth is that I wanted to play that role myself, but because I couldn't stand on my feet, I was going to ask for a message.

"I hurt my ankle on an unfamiliar mountain walk, but I'm fine now. Thank you again today."

"Totally... I'm gonna step into the Morga Mountains, and that's what I'm gonna see."

Terrier-Mass, coming down from the upstairs room, raised his voice "well" when Milan-Math abandoned him in an indignant manner.

"Well done, Asta... I was very guided when I heard you hurt yourself so much that you couldn't get down to town"

"Terrier-Mass, too, I'm sorry. As you can see, I'm fine."

"Yeah, I'm really glad. Since the Lew family contacted me, my father has been completely blocked..."

"Hey, don't say anything extra"

"'Cause I was worried about whether or not I should go visit Asta's house until the end."

Terrier-Mass smiled and plucked his eyes with the back of his hand.

"I was relieved to see Asta healthy, too. Are you sure you're better off with your body already?

"Yes, I can't run yet, but I'm perfectly fine"

Milan-Math, who still grabbed my shoulder, kept his face close.

"You're never gonna be able to do this. Just because you're young can be irrevocable."

"Yes, I'll carve your advice on your chest."

It's kind of too Milan-Math serious for me to cry about.

For the people of Innkeeper Town, stepping into the mountains of Morga was a hell of a story. Even when I told him that I would be attending the Council of Chiefs, Milan-Math asked, "Is there really no danger?" He showed me more than anyone else.

That's how I said goodbye to the Mass family father and son, and I went back to the table, and now Levi and Lars are waiting.

When you discover who I am, Levi says, "Hey!" and made his face shine.

"You've finally met me, Asta! Milan-Math would have loved that, wouldn't he?

Levi opened his arms in front of me as he approached me on a small run.

but stopping the movement along the way, it starts to hit my head like a blindfold.

"Something feels like you're going to fall down if you treat me abusively. Except under your feet. You look fine."

"Haha. Levi's pretty rational."

"What the hell. Don't use hard words."

Levi laughed and pounded on my shoulder.

Lars, who walked slowly with his cane, also has a very warm grin on his face.

"It's been three days, Asta. Ladies and gentlemen, I've been told about Asta."

"Yes, thank you. I truly appreciate your feelings."

Really, everyone and he noticed so much about me and all that, and I was the thought of getting my chest clogged.

That's how the Ray-Matuas bring the galagoro and the stalls while I greet the reunion. Alongside the one-legged, crippled Lars, I set out for a relaxing outdoor area.

"Hey, Asta! You finally showed yourself!

In the outdoor area, Dora's father and Tara jump out of the store.

My father had a full smile, and Tara had grabbed it from me.

"Asta, are you okay? Feet, doesn't it hurt?

"Yeah. I've recovered enough to walk like this. I'm sorry I bothered you."

When I stroked your head, Tara spread her grin happily.

And then I said to the lid, "Ah!," he said, leaping away from me.

"I'm sorry! Tara's ten years old now, so you shouldn't touch one of the guys by the woods, should you?

"Oh well. Tara's too old for that."

When we met, Tara was eight years old, just like Rimi-Lou. Then it was only a year and seven months later, and by celebrating the second silver moon, he turned ten years earlier than Limi-Lu.

Speaking of ten, it would mean he was the same age as Tour-Din at the time we met. Conscious as that was, after all, Tara also felt appropriately tall and fulfilling her growth from a young girl to a girl.

"Anyway, it was safe and above all. Whatever the wildlings were, I didn't care if Madarama's serpents and Valve's werewolves were going to do anything wrong to Asta and the others."

Saying it that way, your father had tear-eyed more clearly than Terrier-Mass. In emotional richness, he is a father who can't beat a flattering young woman.

"I'm sorry I held you back. I'll show my face to the stall later. Take your time and let me know about the Morga Mountains."

"Yes, I look forward to your visit"

When we let the walk resume, Kulua-Sung, who was pushing the stall with Ray-Matua, called in.

"So much for Asta, you have a definite bond with the people in town. It's as if everyone is a compatriot."

"Yeah. Because you're an unbridled compatriot in the sense that you're the same Western Son of God. Besides, I've known you guys a long time."

"... the Sung people have just finally begun to take the right path as the people by the woods, so I could hardly even turn my attention that far... I would like to encourage them to be aware of themselves as the Son of Western God in the future"

"Right. I'm sure helping you with your stall business will help."

That's how arriving in the space at the north end of the outdoor area, cheers were supposed to roll over there.

I've been waiting for the start of the stall, twenty people who are who. I walked with my bare hands without pushing the stall, and those people surrounded me on all sides.

"You finally showed your face! Don't make me worry too much!

"This time, you said you were heading out to Morga Mountain? Damn, it's a dangerous imitation."

"But he seemed fine and above all else! Thanks again from today, huh?

Those who were visiting Genos for Easter, roughly after the departure. Thus, the majority of the people gathered on the spot seemed to be the inhabitants of Genos.

However, no one came to Genos after Easter. Such people were watching this noise as they rounded their eyes to see what the hell had happened.

With all my warmth, I return my thanks to the people and ask them to move towards the stall. There, Klua-Sung was working on installing stalls under the guidance of Ray-Matua.

"I'm sorry, I made you fool yourself. Was there nothing wrong with that?

"Of course! I volunteered to help Asta for these moments!

With a smile, Ray-Matua resumes her explanation to Kulua-Sung. There was already an iron pan in the stall, and it was even more so now lighting the fire bowl.

I thought I should leave this place to Ray-Matua's guidance, and I'll show you how it is from a step away.

Then Raina-Lou approached from the stalls of the Lou family.

"Asta, I'm sorry to keep you busy. I need to talk to you for a second, okay?

Raina-Lou and I were in normal mode because we were face-to-face on the day we returned from the mountains of Morga.

"Yeah, I'm fine over here. Is something wrong?

"No, it has nothing to do with the commerce of the stalls… the date of another feast for the sending of the Silver Pot has been decided. Before the Radajids came, I thought I'd tell you..."

That was a story that had been heard lightly two days earlier. Schmiral-Lilyn was also told that he intended to set the date during yesterday, which was a holiday, because he had been able to return safely.

"The feast was set for the 16th day after tomorrow. I'm talking about wanting to invite Asta and I-Fa, is there a problem?

"The day after tomorrow.... Yeah, we're better off."

The Pot of Silver had already finished its business in Genos. We are talking about the fact that we were originally scheduled to leave around ten days, so if Schmiral-Lilyn hadn't gone all the way to Mount Morga, a schedule of departures would have been set sooner.

"... I just broke up with Tia, but now I'm going to break up with Schmiral-Lilyn, and Asta must be very difficult"

Rayna-Lew had a very worrying look on her face.

I excite myself and make him laugh, "It's okay."

"You and the Schmiral-Lilyn will be reunited in six months. Besides, compared to her companion, Vina Lew-Lillin, there's nothing to it."

Rayna-Lew stared at my face for a while before smiling with a grin.

"Asta, you're strong. … Now, if you'll excuse me. Be careful not to fall or fall."

"Yeah, thanks"

I breathed heavily as I dropped off Rayna-Lew's hindsight.

It's all right.

The grief that arose from my breakup with Tia is still rooting deep in my heart, but that doesn't make me feel right.

Me and I-Fa decided to live our hopes in our hearts, not our grief. Even there, trying to overlap my breakup with Schmiral-Lilyn - I never screwed up.

"Asta, we're ready," reports from Ray-Matua are delivered.

I got to get back in the mood and turn around.

"Copy that. Then wait till the food is warm. In the meantime, let's move on with the job description."

The first thing a newcomer should have is the reception of orders and the exchange of copper coins.

It was decided to continue to ask Ray-Matua for these guidance.

"This dish is two red copper coins, so please accept the copper coins according to the number of pieces. Be careful not to count the copper coins incorrectly, as there are many customers buying them at the top."

"Yes. Can you buy many of the same dishes on your own?

"Yeah. Most customers come with their families and work colleagues, so they each split up and line up in the stalls. When there are a lot of customers, they buy five or six."

Neither did Ray-Matua, the youngest with the help of Fa's house, see any deficiencies as an educator. Originally, I was highly suited to being an educator because my personality is obsessed with driving.

That's how by the end of Ray-Matua's description, the iron pot ingredients were warmer as well.

Since the other stalls do not seem to be ready yet, we shall proceed to further instruction and tasting.

"Well, I'll try to cook. The finished product will be tasted by Krua-Sung."

"Huh? Besides the job, are you sure you want to mouth the dish?

"Yeah. Because I want you to know what you're selling. Newbies always get tastings before they start doing business."

That's how I explained it, and I turned to Ray-Matua.

"Well, can I ask Ray-Matua to cook too?

"Yes! This one. - Step aside, two glasses of ingredients, right?

Out of spite, Ray-Matua took up a metal ladle.

Warmed in an iron pan is a dry curry. Starting today, we've decided to start selling on a daily menu.

Ray-Matua, who stirred the ingredients warmed by a melting fire with crumbs and dulled the hot areas, wraps it up in a small, round Poitan dough. Fold it in like more crepes and it's done.

"Yes, now you can. Kulua-Sung, go ahead."

"Yes, thank you"

It was a story that he had no experience of eating curry, but Krua-Sung carried a dry curry poiton roll in his mouth without fear.

Glossy lips open and white front teeth scratch fabric.

That's how he chewed the dish, and Krua-Sung breathed a howl.

"This is a vibrant flavor… it feels much more complex and rich than I imagined from the fragrance"

Krua-Sung mouthed his lid eyes as he narrowed his eyes inadvertently.

It would be the effect of the spice, the brown cheeks and the eye area would blush. Moreover, the oil of the curry sparkled her lips, giving her a glossy glow.

"Wow... it's kind of colorful. I don't think I'm fifteen."

As Ray-Matua said his direct thoughts, Kulua-Sung looked back at you strangely.

"Is it? I've never been uttered that way before."

"That's well, because it's not up to the learning for a man to praise a bunch of women! But I'm sure a lot of men in the Sung family think so, too.

Krua-Sung smiled with a mixed look of gloss and hissing.

"Even so, the Sung family humans have withheld from giving weddings among their blood clans. If all human beings give each other a wedding, they will be cut off from the path of connecting blood with other clans..."

"Oh, I see! But if it were Klua-Sung, I'd think you'd wish for a wedding soon from the rest of your family too!

Ray-Matua spoke that way with an uncontrolled smile.

"Speaking of which, is it time for a harvest festival there? From Meme's, I heard that!

"Yes, Meme, Sung and Ravitz blood families, and a joint harvest festival is scheduled. It's probably the first time, so everyone seems anxious..."

"It's going to be a great harvest festival! Hey, Asta?

"Yeah. That's something to look forward to."

That stubborn Day-Ravitz is also talking about finally deciding to host a joint harvest festival.

Nevertheless, in the vicinity of Ravitz, there is only about a family meme of Ratz and a family free Sung. Ravitz has a family named Naham and Vin, so the majority was occupied by Ravitz's blood clan.

"Well, let's take that story slow sooner or later... cooking procedures wouldn't have been difficult, would they? If you can afford it, I want Krua-Sung to cook for you, so keep an eye on me and Ray-Matua."

"Yes, I understand."

There was no fright or audacity, and Krua-Sung nodded one thing.

Deposition, which does not move anything, would be an important aptitude in the commerce of stalls. I can't feel the protruding parts like Ray-Matua or Malfira-Naham, but they were still just comforting.

For me, it was the first time in three days that the stall business began to be busy today.