971 Dinner party (2) ~ Outpost ~

So we finished cooking at the next five moments.

Dinner parties and feasts in castle towns often start half an hour or about an hour before sunset. Today's dinner party started early because Alvach's departure the next day was early in the morning and because he still wanted to spend as much time as possible in friendship.

Nicolas, who has finished tasting our dishes, goes to the hall of the venue as soon as possible, and the Vulcans leave the kitchen early. We instructed the underlings on the procedure for transferring cooking and delivering meals, and then we chased them through the door - and then we discovered an unexpected appearance in the corridor. It is a Vulcan line that changed form from cooking clothes to personal clothes.

"Thank you for waiting.... that's how you're going to attend the dinner party today."

"Yes, wouldn't that be a natural consideration if we shared your seats?

After saying that, Vulcus grabbed my hand with both hands.

"Besides, it's been a long time, Astor. I'm glad you're well."

"Eh? Well, what's the matter? I think Vulcus and I have been seeing each other for so long....."

"But now it's rainy season. It's unlikely to happen again, but during the rainy season, you'll be at increased risk of falling ill. I'm relieved to see Astor looking well."

The content of the words is passionate, but it is still a vague, expressionless Vulcan. I always had trouble reacting when I got stuck in such a Vulcan.

And it's usually Ai-Fa that saves me like that.

"... as the head of Fa's house, I'm grateful that you noticed Asta's condition like that. But isn't there a dinner party coming up?

"... excuse me. I got confused."

With his undisturbed expression and tone, Vulcus spared no effort to let me go.

From that side, Roy throws a bitter smile.

"I'm sorry my master often. You're going to show me how to cook with vegetables from the rainy season, right? I've been looking forward to it ever since you spoke to me."

On the spot, Reina Lou was also refraining, so she thanked him "I'm sorry." It has a slightly tense, neat look.

"I was looking forward to this day too. I will be delighted to know what dishes were produced with the ingredients I bought from Geld."

"Oh, well, let's go. I can't believe I let you attend this dinner party."

So, as a guide to the queue of wagons loaded with food, we decided to aim for the dinner party venue.

Along the way, greet all the disciples of Vulcan, then return to their master.

"Nevertheless, this is the first time I've seen a Vulcan who is not wearing cooking clothes. That's how you look like a nobleman."

Vulcus is also wearing a Jaguar-inspired outfit, a Western-inspired leg jacket in a long-sleeved top. However, the fineness of the embroidery of the coat weaved from above and the beauty of the colour felt quite fine and sophisticated even for the people of the castle town.

It's always a blurry Vulcus, but it's better to look familiar and younger than you think in your forties. She is a little taller than me, and has a light body shape, a white color, and unusual green eyes for the people of the west. The tighter the expression, the more I really wanted to call him your son.

Of course, for Vulcans, such things are out of interest. Turn your fluffy gaze toward me and get a toneless voice.

"I think it's been a long time since I wore a costume that I didn't wear at night or cooking. I didn't mean to put a coin on something like this...."

"What are you talking about! Wouldn't you be allowed to attend a dinner party like this in all these neat outfits?

And Cyril Rowe came out with a quick mouth. You look like a boy who's familiar with festivals around the woods. But, of course, it's been converted into something warm for the rainy season.

"Vulcus has pushed back the tailor, so it's been a real struggle! Is there anything cramped? Have you rubbed your collar?

"For now, I don't feel inconvenient.... this outfit was bought by Cyril Rowe."

"I see." I was convinced. That's why they have good taste. Without an interest in dressing up, it would have been difficult to complete this coordination.

"Speaking of which, Cyril Lowe is not a banquet costume."

When I called out like that, Cyril immediately turned red and raised her eyebrows.

"Wow, we were allowed to attend the dinner party, but we still come as cooks instead of guests. You can't wear a banquet costume in such a place, right?

"Oh, is that what it is? I'm sorry for neglecting the customs of the castle town."

I apologized honestly, but Roy turned me around.

"I think it's okay to wear a banquet costume gradually, because Cyril Lowe is an old lady. I'm not going to listen to that. It seems embarrassing to expose a fellow worker like that."

"Ugh, shut up, Roy! I just know moderation!

"But Astas often see Cyril Lowe's banquet costume, don't they? I can't figure out why we can't just see each other."

Certainly, we often looked at Sici-Law's dress at tea parties and banquets. She also seems to have a straightforward appearance, except for the glamour and the tightness of her expression, so I remember that she was quite gorgeous.

"In that case, it would be good for us to cook at a dinner party where Cyril Rowe is invited as a guest. Then we can greet our guests and worship the pathetic appearance of Cyril Rowe."

And now the bozzle comes with its mouth. Both he and his tall Tutumai are well dressed and more than usual. It is fresh and quite dandy that Tatumai is wearing a Jagaline-style outfit with a sense of eastern bloodline.

Thinking like that, the bozzle turned to me with a big smile.

But first of all, let's have dinner today. I'm not only happy to be able to eat the food of the people around the forest, I'm also happy to be able to interact in the same place. "

"Yes, that's what I thought. It was rainy season without the opportunity to invite you to the forest."

Speaking of which, Mime and Sheila Lou were delighted to hear that they would attend. Mime was supposed to be deepening his rapport with Bozzle and Sheila Lou with Cyril Row.

In addition, due to the limited number of people, all of Kamado's attendees are allowed to attend. Including the original crowd of guests, the total number would be 17. Since there were supposed to be about thirty people on the noble side, it meant that about thirty percent of all attendees would be occupied by the people near the forest.

Even for Roy and the others, it would be unusual to be invited to such a place, but it seems that they are already ready. In other words, it seemed that Roy was the only one who was showing a little nervousness, as Sily-Row was the daughter of the old house, Bozzle was the cheerful people of the south, and Vulcan and Tutumai were in a quiet, my-paced mood.

"Excuse me. I've guided the cooks."

We have finally arrived at the venue.

First, wagon dishes are brought in one after the other, and the cheers are elegantly suppressed. Later, we were allowed in.

Today too, it looks like a geld-style rug laid out everywhere.

Your people are divided into groups with deep enemies and scattered in their rugs. First of all, by saying hello, we went to our main guests, Alvach.

"Thank you for preparing the dish. Asta, Reina-Lou, Tour-Din, this way, okay? And Vulcans, and his disciples, and two of them, shall be present.

After questioning "two," Vulcus looked back at his disciples.

"Now, please stay here with Cyril Rowe and Roy."

"Huh? Anyway, how do you know who you are at the bottom?

Looking back at Roy in a hurry, Vulcus glanced back at you.

"Listening to the reputation of Gerd's nobleman, Alvach, will be a tremendous asset for young cooks. Surely you will be the most immature of my disciples, so I think this opportunity should not be missed."

I was a little surprised when Vulcus said something that looked a lot like a teacher.

Roy says, "I understand."

"Well, can I have Ey-Fa and Platica, please?

When I asked him that, Alvach said, "Of course."

Arvach and Nanaquém, Malstein and Melfrid, Eurifia and Odifia, the parents of Dari-Sauti and Vella, and Fermez were among the nine men who fought here. It would be a lot bigger than the other rugs, but since the main guest seat was a rare and splendid rug, I didn't think it would be cramped.

On the left hand side of Alvach, Fermez just sat down and there was room for us, so we lined up and headed your way.

Along the way, Eurifia said, "Hey."

"If you don't mind, could you come over here? It would be great if you could spend as much time with Odifia as possible."

"I see. Now that we're free, you can sit here."

When the parents of Dari-Sauti and Vella left their seats, Toul-Din turned his feet toward you without hesitation.

Odifia, whose parents were holding her left and right, also swapped seats with Eurifia. So Tour-din and Odifia were very happy to live next to each other.

Tour-din stares at Odifia with a very soft look, and Odifia looks back at it with sparkling grey eyes. Between them, warmer air had been formed than ever before, before the exchange of words.

In addition, I will discover something different.

The look in Melfrid's eyes, as seen by his companion, felt more calm than I had ever seen before.

(Does that mean you're so grateful that Toul-Din has invigorated Odifia? I heard that Zei-Din also accompanied me on the day of the sympathy... and if your family bond has deepened, it's more important)

With that feeling in my heart, I decided to sit next to Fermez.

Individuals who are not nominated are each aiming for the right rug. When Giza Lou realized that she was present with the people of the Earl of Turan, Geol-Zaza stroked her chin with "fufu".

"Then shall we aim for the Count of Saturas? It would be more convenient because it doesn't have much to do with people other than Reiris."

With his son, Dick Dom, Geol-Zaza sought the rug of the Count of Saturas.

Bozul and Tutumai are caught in a childhood combo of Rimi-Lou and Mime, aiming for the rug of the Earl of Durham. Sheila Lou and Lara-Lou are aiming for Ziza Lou.

"Ah, Marfila-Naham. I'm sorry, but could you keep it in the rug near here? When Marfila-Naham's cooking comes, he'll ask for an explanation."

"Ha, ha, yes. I understand."

So, Marfila-Naham, Yun-Sudra, and Ray-Matua's three men sat down on the adjacent rug. It is the rug of the Marquis of Genos and deep-seated people, although it is unknown by name. In other words, all the nobles gathered here were supposed to have indexed identities in Genos.

"Looks like everybody's got a seat. Let me say hello."

Martin raised his hips with a slow smile.

"Now I'd like to start another farewell dinner party. The Gelds are leaving Genos in the morning, so I want you to make sure you don't have to worry about them."

The people responded to the lord's greeting with a modest applause.

Is it a good time to get used to a Geld-style dinner party? The appearance of a princess and a lady in gorgeous costumes sitting on a rug was becoming a familiar sight for me.

"Today, the chefs around the forest prepare cuisine centered on rainy season vegetables, and in front of Ginsendo, they prepare cuisine centered on ingredients bought from Geld. As with the gift dinner held the other day, I would like you to refrain from moving your seats until you have finished the dishes."

And once you've finished tasting it, it's an anomalous buffet, just like last time. For my part, I hoped that these formats would take root in Genos.

Well then, I'd like to ask you gentlemen of Geld to say one thing.

At Malstein's request, Alvach and Nanaquém stood up.

First, Alvach complicates the combination of fingertips.

"Genos, I think it's hard to make a deal, to get things right. It is also engraved with kindness, hearts and minds in Genos. In the future, I pray for eternity, exchange, continuation, Western God, Eastern God."

Alvach looked intimidating, but with all these feasts and dinners, the people of Genos would have been immune. Besides, Alvach and the others spent most of their time in the castle town, so they should have interacted more deeply than us.

"I feel uncomfortable staying here for too long. But the people of Genos were kind and sincere. We, the kingdom of the west, will be the kingdom of Genos, the kingdom of the first bond, the kingdom of the first bond, the kingdom of the first bond, the kingdom of the first bond. I want to thank you again for this encounter."

Nanaqeem was also saying that with a loud voice.

It was Alvach and Nanaquém who didn't express their feelings, but I could believe that their words were genuine, even if I didn't have a lot of insight. And I want to thank the gods of the world for the good luck I've had in meeting them. Even the catastrophe caused by Sil 'er seeded this encounter for us.

"Well, I'd like to start another farewell dinner party.... prepare the dishes."

By Martin's decree, maids and daughters began to move at once.

In the rug are served wine and tea cups. Alvach, who was poured into a glass of wine that Genos was proud of, first turned to Vulcan.

"I am grateful for the unreasonable offer I received today. I hope you forgive me for not being able to leave without watching your arms."

"No, I'm glad you had so much to look forward to."

Vulcus greeted deeply with a blurry expression. On the surface, it is a Vulcan who behaves politely and without excess. Vulcus himself and his disciples were straightening their backs with their knees tight.

"At Geld, dinner time, attitude, freedom. I want you to take an easy stance."

"Thank you for your concern. Please don't worry, it's never impossible."

"... Vulcan, I have one wish."

And Alvach became a louder voice.

"I'm asking for your unquestioned opinion. Gerd, can you tell me the truth about the ingredients, the people around the forest, the food?

"Truth..."?

"You, sincerity, when you try to tell the truth, you often witness people around you, restraining themselves. It will be regarded as disrespectful before you. However, words and ornaments are useless here. Genos, I understand. I'm installing it. In everything, I sincerely hope to speak."

Vulcus looked out of the ocean and leaned his head "Ah".

"I'm sorry to say this back... but I don't remember decorating words or lying to my heart in any way. He's an irregular person, so it's hard to make it that way."

"But there aren't too many constraints?

"Yes, I try not to be rude by keeping my mouth shut."

Alvach meditated for a while before agreeing, "I see."

"Indeed, when I was restrained, I apologized, silenced and protected you. Now, this evening, silence, you don't need to think."

"I understand. I would be grateful if you would accept that, since I am so irregular that I cannot notice my disrespect unless I am restrained by my surroundings."

It was Marstein who gave a light laugh to Vulcus in response.

"Well, the only thing to consider is the people around us. As long as we don't keep our mouths shut, Vulcans won't. I want everyone to feel that way."

The approximate people were listening to the words with a calm look. Roy and Cyril Rowe are the only two people who look worried. When he realized it, Malstein sent an elegant smile with a glass of wine in one hand.

"Don't worry. When the word of Vulcus is deemed inappropriate, I will restrain myself. And since this is the wish of His Highness Lord Alvach, I promise that Vulcus will not be guilty of any misconduct."

Roy and Cyril Rowe thanked him for their thoughts.

Martin twists his beard beard beautifully and looks around at the people around the woods.

"Besides, Vulcus appreciates Geld's ingredients and the skill of the woodside cooks. Then there's no room for inaccuracy."

"Hmm. Everyone likes to cook. I don't think we have any reason to be indignant, even if the dishes Astas prepared don't suit our tastes."

It was Dari-Sauti who answered in that way.

As for us, we feel tight, but I don't feel anxious. No matter how badly Vulcan criticized it, it would only be solemnly accepted if it gained a positive opinion.

"Excuse me. I brought you your first dish."

And finally, the dunnames arrive. This rug was such a large number that it would have been difficult to separate the dishes.

"Forest people prepare soup dishes and side dishes."

Two kinds of dishes are arranged one after the other on the rug. Only unused side dishes of vegetable meat were delivered to Fermez.

Alvach has a blue-eyed eye and looks at the plates.

"Asta, Reina Lou, explain, please."

"Yes, this side dish is called 'Kimpira Leggy', which is a rainy season vegetable. This dish consists of chopped leggy, neon and chum sautéed in hobo oil and seasoned with tau oil and sugar. In the process of stir-frying, seaweed stock is added, and the last stir-frying hobo is added."

It's a very rustic piece using leggy at Gobo, neon at carrot, and chum at bamboo shoot. If it was said to be too simplistic, I was always ready to lower my head.

"I also use leggy for this soup dish. This is an ingenious soup dish made with tau oil, but I think it is one of the most suitable dishes for Leggy, so I decided to serve it today."

Reina Lou explained that in a somewhat tight look.

This is also a simple "dick juice". Besides Leggy and Nenon, they also use Ma Gigo for satoimo, Shima for daikon, Gibba rose meat and bunashimejimodoki, and Funa for komatsu vegetables. Since Farna is a less claimed vegetable, it was judged that there was no problem in the bump scene and added it.

"I don't think it's a very new dish, but I hope you like it."

Led by Alvach, people picked up the wooden dishes.

First of all, Dali-Sauti, who ate "Kimpira Leggy", shouted a mysterious voice.

"It's kind of weird because we don't cook too much gibberish at Sauti's house yet. Would it be best not to put gibberish in this dish?

"That's right. Sometimes we add ground gibberish, but I decided to refrain from it because there are some Fermes here today."

"Oh, it's because of me again that Astor has had unnecessary hardship."

Fermez threw an unfortunate smile, so I laughed "no."

"I just chose this dish today because it's a different dish when I put in the gibbon meat. I don't think the quality of the food has deteriorated. I think we should use this vegetable-only dish for a full meat dish, and ground meat for a meat-free day."

"I see. I think it's delicious enough, so I'd like to try something with the added ginger meat."

Dali-Sauti, not Fermez, responded with a smile.

So, Alvach and Vulcus - both of whom quickly finished eating a small amount for tasting - were silent with different qualities of indifference.

"How was it? Was it a bit lacking in novelty? If there was a grace period for several days, I wanted to make sure it was compatible with fish sauce and so on....."

"Hmm.... Vulcus, I want your thoughts."

Nodded by Alvach, Vulcus nodded blurrily.

"Both are simple. Because it's simple, I think one flavor stands out."

"Is it the flavor, the grace of the earth?

"Yes, because leggy is a ingredient called earthy odor, I think the name of the flavor of the earth is very appropriate. Approximately all vegetables come from the earth, but ingredients such as leggy root vegetables, neon and ma-gigo deserve to be called, among other things. This is also true of jaguar mushrooms."

"I agree. Vanilla, unused, insufficient, undeniable, but this flavor, vanilla, harmony will be difficult."

"Of course. If you add vanilla to achieve harmony, you should also pursue a completely different flavor. I called it simplicity at first, but without simplicity, this taste cannot be maintained. Simplicity is never an insult. I don't think we can go any further unless we know that simplicity has its beauty."

"I agree. In addition, I am eating soup dishes similar to this -" tau oil-tailored horse mackerel pan ", but compared to that, the flavor of the earth is increasing. Leggy, is the flavor of the earth so strong?

"No. Leggy is certainly a flavorful vegetable, but it's not that flavorful just by stewing it normally. To tell you the truth, this dish uses water soaked in leggy as dashi. Leggy has an underlying technique of immersing in water in a fresh state to reduce the odor and suffering, but it is so flavorful because it also adds water where the odor and suffering dissolve."

"I see. Separate the smell from the bitterness, and use it in a different way. Excellent arm."

"Yes, because it's only meant to relieve the smell and suffering, hundreds of cooks will throw it away without thinking. I think it would be an impressive skill to use it in the same dish to reconcile it. Salt, tau oil, seafood and gibberish stock transform the smell and bitterness into pleasant flavors and aromas. A strong miso will make it easier to contain, but daring to use tau oil has assembled this delicate flavor."

"Hmm. Delicate, agreeable. Miso, if you use it, you will get a strong flavor, but it is charming and different. It is also clear that leggy, neon, ma guigo, mushrooms, the flavors they bring, most of them are hidden."

"Yes, Miso is a great ingredient, but relying on it reduces the appeal of other ingredients. In terms of harnessing the flavor of the ingredients, tau oil is more suitable."

"Hmm. Asa's cooking will be the same. This is also simplistic, but the charm of simplicity is dazzling. There are only three kinds of vegetables, so the texture of the three kinds stands out. Leggy, neon, chamchamcham, texture, similar, but therefore slightly different, pleasant. This is also the degree of completeness and delicate harmony due to simplicity."

"Yes, it is also clear that using vanilla and other ingredients in this dish will destroy all harmony. As far as gibberish is concerned, if it is a technique of finely chopping and adding, it is expected that it can be established as a separate dish without killing the texture of the three vegetables. Astor's decision to determine the presence or absence of guinea pig meat in combination with other offerings seems extremely wise."

"Mm-hmm. And I want to focus on simplicity, but not hassle. Only sugar, tau oil, and hobo oil are used, and the basic flavor is finished, but by adding seaweed stock, further harmony is obtained. Simplicity, depth, and existence. Excellent arm."

"People who use the word simplicity for slander probably don't understand it. Simple cooking doesn't deceive you. Asta and Reina Lou do not spare any effort in simple dishes, and it is because they seek harmony with endless enthusiasm that they can make this much food. It is a difficult task for me to refer to, but I admire its skill and enthusiasm."

It was still our Nanaqem who threw us a stone with "Alvach".

"The next dish is ready. You should keep your mouth shut."

Others - including me, of course - did not find a gap in their words, but were just listening to their heated arguments.

But Alvach looked back at Nanaqem rather strangely.

"None of us remember swinging our tongues. Nanaquem, it's out of my mind."

"No, it's long enough. In addition, Vulcan, by joining us, is spending twice as much time. We should understand that we are stunned."

Vulcus also inclined his head strangely.

"After all, should I refrain from speaking?

"No, I'm satisfied. Vulcus, I'm glad to hear it."

"Well, I'm glad to hear that."

On Vulcan's side the disciples sighed. Of all the members, Eurifia is the only one who smiles relentlessly.

"It was a very interesting argument. I'm looking forward to the next dish."

"Mm-hmm. Now, get ready."

Malstein's face was a bitter smile, calling out to the underlings who stood by the rug. The underlings were relieved to collect the empty wooden dishes and began arranging new dishes.

Thus, the dinner party of that day opened the curtain, while embracing the compassionate pleasures of the day ahead.