883 Count Dalaim's Dinner Party (1) - Prepared below

From the day we invited the Deals to dinner, two days later - the twenty-second day of the silver moon.

We were supposed to go to Castle Town that day to cook at Count Dalaim's mansion.

If I asked for help, there were four of them. It is a rash of faces: Raina-Lou, Sheila-Lou, Tour-Din and Yun-Sudra.

There are two more escorts. It came into the combination of Rudd-Lou in Ai-Fa. It is Donda-Lou's decision that the escort should also have a minimum number of people if the other person is in good faith Pole Earth.

Since that day was in the middle of the street business day, we shall hold you up until the end and then head to Castle Town. Today was a suggestion from Polearths, which was a bit of an anomalous dedication, so he was able to loosen up even with that much appearance.

In conjunction with the closing hours of the stall, Ey-Fa and Rudd-Lou, who cut the job off early, join us in a newly brought out luggage truck. We switched to your van and left for Castle Town.

"It's a lot of crackling to see you with Varcus. I'm not looking forward to seeing what dishes will be served."

Behind those words, Raina-Lou had become a very serious face. For Kamadoku by the woods, speaking of Vulcan cuisine has a strong training connotation.

"But some of them are called Fermes today, so you can't cook Giva food. That's all I'm sorry about."

Rudd-Lou, who left the driving of the luggage to Ai-Fa, said so all yawning. I have seven humans on board today, so I'm also loosely running my luggage car so as not to strain Totos.

"If he insists on getting along with the people by the woods, you should try about Gibba meat. You can't eat the meat of a beast in the first place, I don't know what that means."

"Yeah. As far as I'm concerned, it's a shame Fermes can't have Giva food. But this is all I've got."

While we were exchanging those words, the luggage truck had reached the castle gate.

Today, we ask the martial officer of the guide to follow the usual procedure. We had been told that in the future we should apply for a laissez-passer as we please, but we weren't quite blessed with the opportunity to put it into practice.

So I am forced to switch to a large tototoss car in box shape, all the way to Count Dalaim's residence. With all this often stepping into the castle town, it was supposed to be the second time since the ball that we headed to that place.

"Er, only Rayna-Lew and Tour-Din have ever cooked at Count Dalaim's mansion in this, right?

Rayna-Lew nodded "Yes," as she was rocked in the Totos car.

"That day, Asta and Sheila-Lou were in a position to be invited as guests. Me, Tour-Din, and Remi will do the work."

"That was almost a year or so ago, too, wasn't it? It's kind of emotional."

I caught a glimpse of Ai-Fa's side.

We were invited to the ball that day to be dressed for a feast costume in Castle Town. The look of Ey-Fa, dressed in a banquet costume that should be called a bit of an ethnic party dress, was still burned tightly in my brain.

Lose as much, Totos. The car stops moving, and we are forced to go outside.

I haven't seen it in about a year, it's Count Dalaim's mansion. It was a fine brick building, blue roof, etc. as I remember it.

"I've been waiting for you, folks by the woods"

And, at the entrance to the mansion, Shayla was waiting for her with a well-behaved smile.

When its eyes capture Ai-Fa, it narrows with joy. Yes, both of them have not had a chance to face each other, but Shayla's thoughts on Ai-Fa seemed to diminish.

"I will now take you to the bathroom. This way please."

"Thank you. You weren't helping Jan today."

"Yes. My only help to Master Yang will be my work in the Accommodation Town. We don't have enough cooking numbers here."

Rather, it may be against the background that white feather arrows were erected on Shayla and Nicola in the work of the boarding town so as not to become a burden on their cooking numbers. They were originally samurai, not cook numbers.

"By the way, it's about the food… may I ask the kitchen attendants to wrap up the outfits they have prepared here?

"Yes, if that's our lesson, there's no difference."

"No. It's an internal dinner party today, so I don't even have to ask you to call me back if it's supposed to be... I just want to ask you if it's possible because today is a different kind of hobby than usual"

An unusual taste is the fact that cooks taste dishes in the same place as your loved ones. Polearths hoped that the bond between his family and the people by the woods would deepen, so he twisted such a preference for me.

"I understand. Now, let me get dressed.... Raina-Lou and the others, is that okay?

"Yes, of course."

Even at the former ball, Raina-Lou and Tour-Din were forced to change into cooking clothes because of their role in greeting your loved ones. Even I was familiar with your wife's tea party, so there was no difference now.

If that's how you arrive in the bathroom, we'll split you in two hands and cleanse you up. Later, it was the white outfit as I had imagined that was handed to the lowest surname between stripping.

Rudd-Lou was talking about no need to change, so he will wear a woodland outfit. That's how he wrapped up to the hunter's clothes, and Rudd-Lou laughed "over there" as if it wasn't even funny. It would be a natural consequence because it is warmed up in a steam bath. There was no tub of cold water in this bathroom.

After we get dressed, we head out into the corridor with our last name and wait for the ladies to return.

After a while, when your door was opened - Rudd-Lou raised his voice "heh".

"Sheila-Lou, the atmosphere has changed a lot. And the rest of them, of course, are together."

I could agree wholeheartedly, too. The three elderly men were white clothes with the same design as me, and Tour-Din was a samurai outfit reminiscent of an apron dress - in which they were blinded by the presence of Sheila-Lou.

This white outfit has a design that is not so different from my hometown cooking outfit. Perhaps it's the way it came from Jagal. Both the top and leg coat have a truly sharp shape.

So, Raina-Lou something seems cramped around her chest and buttocks - Sheila-Lou, originally in a slender shape, looked great when she did it.

Besides, Sheila-Lou is slightly more shoulder-width and strokes her shoulders, which is corrected by the cornered silhouette of her cooking attire, making her feel more rinsy than usual. After that, the black and brown hair, which is short since I gave her the wedding, also felt well suited for that outfit.

"Hmm... Something like this makes Sheila-Lou and Sin-Lou look a little like each other, after all. I don't usually think so."

"Is that right," Sheila-Lou smiled quietly.

Sure, I don't even know what Rudd-Lou is saying. The impression is much different because it is Sin-Luu, who is always sure and doesn't move much expression, and Sheila-Lu, who always has a soft expression - but there are also many things in common, such as a broken eyelid, muscled nose muscle, and overall delicate facial creation. So maybe the impression came a little closer because Sheila-Lou wore the same outfit as the man.

"In exchange, Sister Raina doesn't look as good as ever. Shouldn't we be able to pull in some more breasts and butts and stuff?

"Then, fool! You can't pull that in, can you?

Raina-Lou blushed and twisted herself embarrassed. Rayna-Lew is small, so I wonder how she would get cramped all over the place if she sized it at her back length. It was a whispering harm, caused by Rayna-Lew's exceptional proportions and the lack of elasticity of this outfit.

Yun-Sudra also dyes her cheeks a bit, as Rayna-Luu caught me like that, and she looks at me better as a snack.

"I am also new to wearing this kind of outfit, so I am a lot restless.... I knew you'd be looking hilarious?

"That's not funny at all. You look great."

Yun-Sudra is just about the same back length as Sheila-Lou, and although she has a feminine proposition, she is not as extreme as Raina-Lou. It was accompanied by an active sidetail, a lovely boyish girl.

Yun-Sudra laughs as she pulls the hem of her white top down.

"Siri-Low also dresses like this when he works. … I am very honored to be dressed in the same outfit as Asta"

"Yeah. It's pretty fun to say we're all dressed the same way.... Oh, you're not keeping Tour-Din out of your league, are you?

"Yes, I would love to wear the same outfit as you one day."

Because Tour-Din is only a young child, he is always prepared to dress these kinds of samurai. Oh, and if it had been a couple of years, maybe my back length would have caught up with Rayna-Lew and my white outfit would have been ready.

"… I will now show you to the chef"

Guided by Shayla with a smile on her face, we set foot in the corridor again.

Ai-Fa is also the original outfit, as is Rudd-Lou, but I guess the steam bath heat is left behind. Her cheeks were slightly reddish and her golden brown hair moist, so the colour of the hot water was not unusual.

"This will be the chef."

Shayla's guided doors were lined up with her first name and one guard at a time. After all, when you call in a cook from the outside, is it something to stand guard against? On the spot, Rudd-Lou was supposed to stay.

When I open the door, the intense aroma pops into my nasal cavity.

Naturally, the other cooks have already started cooking. That was just the Count's cook, and it seemed to be on a scale where three sets of cooks could work loosely.

"Everyone by the woods has arrived. Thank you for chopping the dinner limit."

Shayla notified us that way, and then she gave us a meeting and left the cook.

The ingredients and cookware handed over at the entrance are arranged on the workbench on the right hand side. As we turned our legs to you, Jan and Nicolas approached us from beyond the fragrance.

"I've been waiting for you. Thank you for your time today."

"Thank you very much. It's an honor to have a chef on the same day as Jan."

"There is no annihilation either. Today's protagonists are only Lord Asta and Lord Varcus, so I want to try not to disturb you."

That said, Jan smiled softly.

"Still, today is quite an incredible hobby. I haven't had a chance to have that much of a hobby in this mansion, so my chest is racking to see what happens to me, too."

"Right. I'm feeling a little uncomfortable because I think I'm the cause of the original question."

That was a kind of unusual hobby, which stemmed from poor scheduling. I told him that it might be difficult to prepare six dishes because there was street business on this day, and then everyone was arranged to prepare three dishes at a time.

"A meat dish that is the main dish - or will it be a fish dish this time? Anyway, as all fish dishes are prepared, let's ask Jan and the folks by the woods for the after-dinner treats. So, I guess it's in the form of allocating the remaining four dishes to three cooks!

Rumor has it, Polearth said so.

In other words, three cooks share six types of cuisine that are considered full-course in the western kingdom.

As it turns out, besides fish and confectionery, we get fuwano food. So, besides fish dishes and confectionery, Jan is an appetizer. In addition to fish dishes, Varcus will have juice and vegetable dishes.

"As far as I'm concerned, I feel like it's an interesting hobby, but I wonder about Varcus or something. Varcus was talking about assembling flavors by calculating them to the order in which they were served, so it might be unwillingness to be messed with by other human dishes"

"Yes, but still, isn't the joy of being able to mouth Lord Asta's dishes worse?"

That said, Jan smiled calmly again.

"Anyway, I'm still unfamiliar with fish dishes, etc., so I just wish I could add color with appetizers and sweets. We look forward to seeing what dishes Lord Asta serves."

"Yes, we're looking forward to Jan's cooking too."

Jan nodded one thing and took the silent Nicolas back to her place of work.

The Vulkas, who are arrayed in the depths, are silently encouraged to work. Let me at least say hello, and I decided to come with Raina-Lou and try to get closer to you.

"Besides your work, excuse me. Nice to meet you today, Varcus."

Varcus' line still wears a white mask, but it's not hard to tell by his height and physique. Varcus, who was stirring the iron pan, glanced at me with a glimpse on the side and then immediately turned his gaze back to the iron pan.

"Thank you for today.... I can't let go of my hand right now, so I'll just say hello again"

"Yes, excuse me"

It was a rumor that you were eager to see me, but it's this treatment. But it was the Vulcan of Vulcus.

The other members seem to be busy, so we disperse heavily. Even if we tried, they could have set up the steps this far, so we weren't allowed to delay them in case.

"Well, let's get this one started. Please follow your prior arrangements."

So we got to get to work that day, too.

Working on authentic cooking in Castle Town is really about crackling. These days, I've had more opportunities to be invited as a guest. It was difficult to indulge in the cuisine of Castle Town in that way, but as a cook I would still be genuinely encouraged to cook in this way.

"Is the last time we served decent food going back as far as the dinner party for the Gerds? When I was invited to Silver Star Hall, I just rewarmed the finished product... oh, there was your lady's tea party the same day"

"Yes. But that was a treat, so it's a lot less hisabi to handle cooking, isn't it?

"I knew you were right.... So, has it been more than a month since that tea party? Isn't it time for Odifia to be in a hurry?

"Yes, I am delivering sweets to Odifia for three days... but I am the one who is waiting for the day to see Odifia"

That's what Tour-Din said as she dyed her cheeks adorably. I've been seeing Odifia since the Tea Party at Totos' Early Run Games feast, but that was almost a month ago, too. It will be a good time when we hope to see each other again soon.

"Hopefully we'll have another chance to invite Odifia to the woodside. Because I'm able to keep up with my family."

"Right.... when I think about that day, I still get my chest full"

Tour-din smiles happily as he moves precisely in his hand. A little over a year has passed since I met Odifia, and it is how my love has finally deepened.

Then all the little hours passed without a thing.

I'm ready under the fuwano dish, so I split into two hands and get to fish dishes and confectionery. At that time, the cook's door was knocked.

"Hey, diplomat Fermes says he wants to say hello."

Rudd-Lou, who made a quick peek into his face from the gap in the door, has told him so. I glanced at the eye-fa that was tumbling on the wall and quickly turned my foot out the door.

"I'm sorry I'm in the middle of your work. Let me just say hello."

Outside the door, a smiling Fermes was waiting.

At the rear of the temple, of course, he refrains from his squire Gemd. Me and I-Fa stood in front of Fermes and gave him a hand.

"Hi, I'm hissing. Thank you for taking the time to step in."

"Not at all. I thought I shouldn't be in the way of your work, but I really didn't have to discourage you from feeling it.... both Asta and I-Fa can safely return from the sanctuary, above all"

Fermes smiled happily as she leaned her neck slightly.

I haven't seen Fermes face to face in half a month, but I feel somewhat polished by the elegance. Hazel Eye, mixed with brown and green, was a poor princess herself if she only looked up from her neck.

"Fermes... come on, it looks like the meat has fallen off"

When Ai-Fa inquired in a low voice, Fermes tilted his neck to the opposite side.

"That's the eyesight of a hunter by the woods. It seems we can't hide the slightest difference."

I wonder if so, how I'm supposed to stare.

Sure - I don't even think I've lost that much weight, but the silhouette around my shoulder, which was originally luxurious, and the lines on my cheeks that draw smooth curves, all feel so delicate. Perhaps that was also responsible for feeling more graceful than before.

"Is that still because I fell asleep with a fever? Am I still not feeling well?

"No. I was originally the quality of meat falling off quickly. Don't worry about it."

That being said, Fermes narrowed his eyes as he tickled.

"I've been back on official business for a few days now, and I haven't had a fever since. Marquis Genos, who has suffered an arrow wound, will be more incapacitated. … Nevertheless, it is an honor to have Ey-Fa concerned with your health"

"You were talking about an unscrupulous imitation to bond righteously with the people of the sanctuary. Both Asta and I wanted to convey our sincere thanks on the matter."

That's how I-Fa lowered his head deeper than he just did, so I was going to have to panic, too.

"It was with the dedication of you and your Gemd that you understood with the people of the sanctuary and were able to return Tia to your homeland. Once again, let me thank you."

"No. I only served as a diplomat for the King's capital. I'm not asking Ai-Fa and Asta to bow their heads."

When we looked up, Fermes was smiling with the same look on his face.

"If you heard what Jemd said, you would have understood it from the Ey-Fa, too, wouldn't you? The people of the kingdom and the people of the sanctuary should at all costs bond correctly.... No, we should re-establish the right bond. It may be too difficult to live as a compatriot again after hundreds of years… I believe that's the only right way to go"

"Mm-hmm. Your words have become more of a hope for us than anything else."

Ai-Fa softly laid down her golden brown eyelashes as if she wanted to hide her emotions.

Fermes grins like a toddler.

"I was going to do my best for the end of the world, but it's a gratifying story to thank the Ai-Fas for doing so. Will this also give you some eye spills on your former failures?

"... I think that your mistakes and your gratitude for you should be considered separately. If you seem to make the same mistake, there is no reason to forgive us"

"That, of course, is not going to overlap the same failures as me.... Oh, I see. You get the impression that bringing up stories of the past like this here is dishonest to the people by the woods. This is rude."

Fermes put one hand on his cheek and narrowed his eyes a lot shy. It is a feminine trick, but it is Fermes who behaves differently.

"My feelings are as I told you on The Day of Doom. I promise to keep that in mind as to what my actions will do to Asta's mind in the future.... Can you believe my words?

That was a word directed at me, so I said yes.

"If you still have something that disturbs your mind about Fermes' deeds, let me point you out on the spot. So that's okay, right?

"Yes, thank you"

Fermes smiled as the flutter and petals opened.

It is a fermez with a truly diverse smile.

And with that incredible shade of hazel eye, it felt like an open light of love was lodged.

(I'm talking about Fermes, so I'm sure it's quite possible that you'll miss reading my mood again... but you can believe the word that you're not going to hurt me)

Thinking like that, I made Fermes laugh too.

"Today we will prepare dishes with all our heart, even for Fermes. Eat a lot and help yourself."

"Thank you. I've been looking forward to hearing Asta's cooking with crackles since last night."

Saying so, Fermes took only one step.

And I can open my eyes in surprise at something and pull that foot to its original position.

"Now... unconsciously, I'm about to hug Asta's body. If you did that, I'm sure you'd offend I-Fa, wouldn't you?

"... unless you are of the opposite sex, there is no such thing as a forbidden learning to touch each other... but I don't think Asta should be exposed to grudges because she is so skittish about her work"

"So does it matter if it's after work?

…………

"That's a joke. There is no such thing as a gesture of affection in me by embrace."

Fermes chuckled and then pulled himself back.

"Well, I'll be waiting for you to carve out your supper. Sorry about your work."

Fermes walks away, taking Jemd and the guide's lowest surname.

Ai-Fa sighed deeply, and Rudd-Lou joined hands behind his head, "I don't know," he said.

"He's giving more and more attention to Asta. If it's okay with Asta and the others, that's fine."

"Yeah. Compared to before, I think I've built a genuine relationship of trust. Hey, Ai-Fa?

"... it should be."

And I - Fa has made his mouth a letter to, and he has looked at me closely.

There was also a guard and a lowlife eye here, so I decided to put my mouth to Ai-Fa's ear.

"What the fuck? Even if Fermes hugged you, you don't care, do you? I knew exactly when he was not in love with me."

"... but isn't that a stronger obsession than love?

Ai-Fa has whispered back that way.

I sneak up on my breath and say the words I keep.

"I don't know what kind of obsession I have with Ai-Fa."

As expected, I-Fa pulled my head off at the rate of reflection of the electroluminescent fire.

The Rud-Lu's had their eyes round, but as far as I'm concerned, it's a satisfactory result. I didn't say those words in a joke or in a light-hearted way.

(Before I was a "people without stars," I was Asta of Fa's house, a people by the woods. As long as that thought doesn't shake, it won't be a bad result of what Fermes thought.)

I was almost intuitive and that's what I was thinking.

Perhaps Fermes is obsessed with my being, a 'people without stars', with such intensity that no one else can imagine. That must still be a stronger and more intense feeling than half-baked love, as Ai-Fa put it. The strange glance that Fermes sometimes shows - you know, the kind of glance that sucks in my soul, I guess, is the proof of that.

But I consider my current life to be irreplaceable. I don't know what thoughts the heavenly gods gave me a second life, but I love this life, which lives with Ey-Fa, with all my soul.

That's why I'm not swallowed up by Fermes' obsession.

It was the presence of this eye-fa that supported the most root part of such feelings.

"... just go back to your job."

Ey-fa drove me over the door, shaking my head.

I smiled and answered, "Yes," as I felt comfortable with the temperature I could feel from my fingertips, the pain and the strong feeling of the rinse.