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"Ray, I'm glad you're safe."

 It was Langa with a mustache and a big smile that greeted two of the Rays and one of them who had managed to get back to the streets of Gillum before dark, sometimes running and sometimes walking.
 Ranga, the head of the security force, hugs Ray unconsciously.
 Ray has no hobby of being hugged by a man, but as far as Langa's smile is concerned, he is unable to do so and accepts the action with a deep sigh.

"Captain, captain. Around there. Ray is in trouble."
"Oh, oh. I'm sorry."

 Langa comes back to life with the voice of her men and releases Ray.

"No, that's fine, but... what's the matter, all of a sudden?"
"Why... hear from the members of the blade of the wind that you have fought against rare species of Gamerion. He said he was safe, but I was worried until I saw him."
"... oh,"

 Langa's explanation makes me agree. Next to him, Hasta nods in the same way.

"Did they get there safely?"
"Not a single one is missing." But I was really shocked that the cart I borrowed was destroyed by a monster."
"... oh,"

 Hasta's mouth, like Ray's a few seconds ago, echoed a murmur of sympathy, unlike Ray's.
 For Hasta, who can't afford it, it's no stranger to go out of town to fulfill her request in the winter as the blade of the wind said.

"Well, I could see them safe and sound."
"Glu".

 Sett popping up between Ray and Hasta, telling them not to forget themselves.
 Langa offers dried meat, smiling at the sight.

"Of course I won't forget about Sett." I'm glad that Seto is safe, too."
"Grull".

 A set that crows proudly and chews the dried meat that Langa has offered.
 While patting Seto on the head, Ranga turns to Rey and others."Well, shall we proceed to get into the city?" and I'm glad I'm safe."

 Langa mutters again. For Langa, that would have been even more thoughtful, knowing that their lord, Dusker, appreciated Ray's fighting power. If the person their boss wanted to win over died fighting against a rare Gamerion, a popular ingredient in the city... then it was no wonder that Langa would breathe a sigh of relief.
 Afterwards, as usual, they show their guild cards, receive the devil's necklace, finish the procedure, and go through the process.

"Oh, Mr. Langa," I think we'll be serving gamerion food in the cafeteria at home in a few days, so please come and eat it if you like. I'll tell my father to give me a little service as an apology for causing you so much trouble."

 It's only after Hasta advertised her family's cafeteria.





"Oh... I feel like I'm back when I see this view."

 Ray muttering unintentionally at the sight of people walking around the city.
 Quite a few people are busy walking around the city, perhaps because it is a remote town of Gilm.
 Some of them may be hoping to get home warm from the cold.
 Since the town of Gilm is located on the frontier, there are many rare materials and magical stones here. Of course, we export it to other cities, towns, or villages, but on the contrary, there are more than a certain number of merchants who come to buy it, so there are always more than a certain number of people in the city. And as autumn approached the end of the year, the city of Gillum was visited by more merchants than usual before winter really came.
 Such a merchant who comes to the town of Gilm after a long time. or the first-time merchants and their bodyguard adventurers clumped with astonishment at the sight of Seto, or retreated involuntarily. Already familiar with the scene, Ray and Hasta, and two and one of Seto, head down the main street towards the library.

"Oh, right here."

 Hasta says so and walks into the side street just before the library. About five minutes' walk down a slightly narrow street that could be called a back alley. Eventually you will see a restaurant with a sign that reads "Manchotei."

"Oh... it's a pretty thing indeed,"

 I don't think it's in the back alley, it's a pretty and reasonably large restaurant on the main street.

"Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha. Well, that's how I got into debt."
"Did you want Gamerion's meat to help give it back?"
"Well, that's true... but if we sell out our Gamerion meat dishes, we won't be able to pay off all our debts.""And what do you do? It looks like it's doing pretty well. I'm afraid your father will be in trouble if you go and get some meat from Gamerion."
"...I suppose." There is nothing we can do about it, so let's wait for a moment until the visitor's feet are settled."

 when Hasta muttered and tried to suggest that he should kill time somewhere.
 A girl who suddenly popped out of the dining room and couldn't reach the age of 10 looks at Hasta's face first and then screams into the dining room with a big smile.

"Oh, it's my brother. Mom, dad. My brother is back!"
"Oh, really? Then why don't you come in?"
"I don't know! But your friend... Oh, it's Seto-chan." There's Seto!"

 The child, leaning slightly toward Ray, cheers and hugs him as soon as he sees him.

"Ceto, were you soft?"
"Grull".

 a girl clinging to her smooth hair with an enraptured face
 The girl's appearance makes me cry in a troubled voice.

"Is it your sister?"
"Oh, yes. My sister Alka. Look, Alka, you're in trouble, so leave me."
"No! Because I couldn't play with Seto today!"

 Alka shakes her head while clinging to Seto. Every time you shake your head, your braided green hair shakes violently.

"Hasta, Alka, what's the matter? ... Oh, sir?"

 Alka's appearance must have bothered him. A middle-aged woman in her forties, with a nice smile, popped out of the dining room entrance."Oh, mother, yes. You said you were going to hunt Gamerion yesterday, didn't you? Mr. Ray, who helped you said.
"Well... Hasn't Hasta caused you any trouble?"

 When asked in a relaxed tone, Ray nods in a small way, even though he was at a loss for a moment.

"No problem. I've only been a Rank D adventurer for more than a year."
"Well, I can't beat Gamerion alone like Ray..."

 Hasta interrupted her in an involuntary manner, but Ray shook his head.

Gamerion is a Rank C monster in the first place. It's arrogant to think that rank D Hasta can do something about it as a soloist."
"If you say so, that would be the case... but when I see Ray fighting, I can't help but..."

 The battle between rare species and Ray passes through my mind, and I have a husta.

"First of all, you haven't had dinner yet, have you both eaten?"
"What? But there are still so many guests..."
"Don't worry. I won't call you a more important customer than my son who came through a dangerous battle thinking of us. Look, did you say Mr. Ray? You, too."
"...is that all right?"

 Ray glances at the dining room and asks.
 It's true that the dining room is quite crowded, as Husta said. It was easy to imagine that there would be many busy customers waiting in line. however

"I can't leave the man who has taken care of this child alone." And..."

 Hasta's mother pauses so far. At the end of his gaze is the image of Alka still holding onto Seto."Alka doesn't want to leave her, and it would be helpful if she could." ... oh, yes, yes! I'm Hasta's mother, Enedra, though I'm late to greet her. Thank you very much."

 Enedra bows her head with a warm smile on her face.
 Slightly bewildered by his soft manner, Ray is led into the dining room by Hasta and Enedra.

"Seto, the child asked,"
"Glu".

 Finally, I could barely tell her that, and Seto, who had been listening to the words, had already gotten used to Alka's attitude, she answered meekly.





"...it's more prosperous than you can see from the outside."

 Ray muttered involuntarily as he was shown into the dining room.
 Eighty percent of the seats are filled, and dinner dishes such as stew, dried meat, stir-fried food, salad and boiled food are coming and going everywhere along with ale and wine. Naturally, the customers who are eating the meal are talking lively, and the noise is so loud.

"Well, Mr. Ray and Husta, too." Sit down. I'll get you some food right away."
"I see. Then, please."
"Mom, I'd like to have the fan boa stew."
"Yes, yes. I've got Hasta's favorite food, so it's all right. Well, Mr. Ray. How about drinking?"
"Ah... well, just one light drink."

 She nods with a smile at Ray's words, and walks familiarly through the table towards the kitchen.

"She's a very generous mother,"
"Well, well, I'm afraid it's a bit of a natural."

 That being said, the smile on Hasta's face isn't hard to read that she likes her mother's personality.
 What a good parent‐child relationship! While thinking so, I ask about my future plans."So what are you going to do now? I should tell your father what I know, right?"
"Yes, that would be a great help," By the way, how much meat do you use in your cooking?"
"Not much," It's not the main ingredient, it's just one of the ingredients."
"Oh, I'm looking forward to it. We serve alcohol here, but it's a restaurant, so we'll close in less than two hours. Can you do it then?"
"I don't care,"

 As I say that, I remember the cooking I teach... suddenly.

"(It is good to teach udon noodles, but as long as there is no soy sauce or miso, what do you do with the soup...? If this place is close to the sea, there may have been fish sauce, but there is no ocean nearby." Then, you put udon in stew or soup? Well, curry udon is available, and it's possible. ... no, I can't help but give you what I can, and I have to leave it's up to my profession. There's no way there's soy sauce and miso in such a different world. I don't even know how to make it.)

 Ray decides to throw the dishes all the way to his profession, even though he is in a subtle hurry.

"Yes, wait," a stew of fan boas and fresh bread Vegetable soup, cheese and ham salad. and a glass of ale."

 In a way, when you think of it as a dereliction of responsibility, the dishes line up on the table where you sit with Enedra's voice.

"Oh, it looks delicious. Thank you, Mother."
"It certainly looks delicious. I'll let you eat without hesitation."
"Yes. It's our proud dish, so go ahead."She says so with a smile, and the next moment she is called away by another guest.
 There are a few employees, but I guess Enedra is also busy because of the large number of customers. Ray takes it for granted that he and Husta will have dinner together.

"...it's delicious,"

 It looks delicious, not delicious. When you actually carry the stewed fangboa into a slice, the slowly stewed fat melts away in your mouth, leaving only the meat, which also pleases Ray's tongue. Then stick to the bread or toss the salad into your mouth to clean up the lumpy part of your mouth.

(It's true that such a large amount of food can flourish this much.) But I'm afraid...)

 He gazes at the fangboa stew stuck in the tip of his fork, and exhales in a breath that no one who is absorbed in eating can tell.

(It's what you call a Western-style stew.) If you don't have soy sauce, you won't be able to cook pork Kakuni, you won't be able to cook Fangboa Kakuni. Was the ingredients soy sauce, sugar, mirin, or ginger?)

 Breathe again, vaguely remembering a cooking show I've seen on TV or something.

(Sugar and ginger are confirmed to be on the market.) But mirin and soy sauce must be hopeless. That being said, I don't know how to make it. Was soy sauce made of soybeans?)

 That's how I thought about it, but I'd slowly savor delicious food.