'Ah!　I got it!

　Thanks to the proprietress teaching me how to use chopsticks, I managed to pinch the sashimi of the yellowtail despite Aleusha's poor movements. Pulling and shaking her chopsticks, she dipped the yellowtail in soy sauce and brought it to her mouth.

It's delicious. The fat is so thick.

　Aleusha presses her cheeks with an enraptured expression.

　I had been eating meat, but seeing that makes me want to eat yellowtail too, so I reach for the yellowtail.

　The yellowtail that's out now is a natural one because of its strong redness. As I recall, the farmed ones have a lot of fat and whitish flesh.

　Well, I would be very surprised if there is a farmed one because it is much more difficult to farm than I imagine.

　The wild yellowtail is placed between the chopsticks, dipped in a moderate amount of soy sauce and brought to your mouth.

　The fatty flesh is not insistent and the unique sweetness of the yellowtail is delicious. The soy sauce accented the natural taste of the yellowtail, making it even more appealing. The more you chew, the more the taste spreads. There was no fishy smell at all.

...delicious.

　Having tasted the true taste of the yellowtail with sashimi, I now taste the fish in a different way.

　I grab the yellowtail again and dip it in soy sauce. After dipping the fish front and back in the soy sauce, I put it on a bed of rice and ate it with rice.

　The fatty flesh of the yellowtail and the thick soy sauce go well with rice. Farmed yellowtail goes well with rice because the fat is stronger, but I prefer natural yellowtail which is a little less fatty.

　When I ate the rice and the yellowtail, Aleusha may have shown interest in the dish, but she tried to do the same with my hands.

''What is this!　It goes with the rice!

Right?

　I chuckle at Aleusha, who looks at me wide-eyed.

'I think it would be even better if you put some salmon or fatty Dos Tuna on top of it.

Ah!　That's absolutely delicious!

　I suggested it, and Aleusha said the line like a schoolgirl.

　Then Aleusha happily put salmon and dos tuna on rice. It's what's called a seafood bowl.

''Ugh, it's difficult. The sashimi will escape on its own.''

　Beside Aleusha, who was happily serving up the food, Ilya, who still hadn't gotten used to handling the chopsticks, had tears in her eyes.

　It seems that the chopsticks themselves have crossed over when trying to grab the yellowtail sashimi, or perhaps because they can't maintain the correct way to hold the chopsticks, or the yellowtail seems to be escaping from the vine when trying to pinch it.

　Well, I think Aleusha is much more adept and Ilya is normal. Even someone with good muscle would only be able to pinch her a little.

''Ah!　I've got it!　........Ah!

　Ilya was finally able to lift the burrito, but the burrito slid off the chopsticks because he was distracted. The impact of the drop onto the soy sauce plate splatters soy sauce all over the place.

'Kyah!　Hey, Ilya, what are you doing?　You got soy sauce on your face and yukata!

I'm sorry!

　The damage to Aleusha, who was painstakingly arranging the seafood bowl next to her, was extensive. There was a fine splash of soy sauce on her right cheek and neck.

　It is a common tragedy of soy sauce. Soy sauce stains don't come off very easily, and they smell pretty bad.

　Fortunately, I'm positioned diagonally in front of him, so there's equal to no damage.

　It sticks to Tory's plate in front of me a bit, and I think Irvine, who is concentrating on practicing his chopsticks next to me, got it, but he doesn't seem to notice.

'I'll wipe it off with a hand towel now!

Hey, there's soy sauce on that!　Wipe me down with new hand towels!　Landlady!　I need two new hand towels!

　Ilya uses a hand towel to wipe up the soy sauce that was splattered on Aleusha, but the hand towel has a number of soy sauce spots that have been absorbed.

　Probably the soy sauce had been spilled over and wiped off from time to time. It would be awkward for Aleusha to have her face wiped with it.

　The proprietress, who heard Aleusha's voice, returned shortly afterwards with a new set of hand towels.

　Aleusha and Ilya took them and each wiped the soy sauce that was scattered about.

''I'm sorry too, Triella-san. We got a little soy sauce on your plate.''

That's fine. It's a common occurrence when you start using chopsticks.

　Ilya apologizes apologetically, and Tory forgives her while laughing.

''But neither Aleusha nor Alfried-sama are roughing it at all...''

No, they're crazy, you know?　At first, it's hard to pinch them with chopsticks. Particularly Alfried-sama is as dexterous as the Kagura people who use them on a daily basis.

''........Indeed, Alfried-sama's use of chopsticks is beautiful.

　Even the landlady looks at me curiously at Tory's words.

　Aleusha doesn't care as she is once again working on serving the seafood bowl.

'Thanks to the beautiful example set by the landlady and Sanosuke-san,'

'Well, I'm glad. I'm glad I was able to do justice to Kagura's culture.

　Let's keep the landlady up for now and cut this story short.

　The landlady's explanation and example were very good. That's fine.

　I'm somewhat pained by Tori's eyes, so I decide to make a bowl of seafood in silence.

　I dip the sashimi in the soy sauce and place it on top of the rice so that they overlap.

'It's done!　It's a sashimi platter!

　Aleusha screams with delight.

　On top of Aleusha's bowl of rice, there was a bowl of Dosu Tuna red meat, light pink fat, yellowtail with salmon and colorful sashimi. Each of them was arranged towards the center of the bowl, and the carefully stacked arrangement was beautiful.

　Maybe Aleusha has a flair for serving.

'Oh!　What's that, Aleutha!　You put sashimi on rice and it tastes good!

　Roomba was one of the first to respond to Alusha's seafood bowl. For Roomba, who loves egg rice, it would be hard to miss.

'It's delicious!　You should try it, Mr. Rumba!

　Rumba also arranges the sashimi on the rice as Aleusha proceeds.

　Roomba doesn't seem to have any desire to use chopsticks, so he dexterously makes a seafood bowl with a fork.

　And in the blink of an eye, Roomba spooned the sashimi into the bowl with the rice in one go.

　It wasn't very elegant, but it was strange that it looked more delicious that way.

''Whoa!　Yum!　I can eat as much food as I want!

　There is a limited amount of sashimi, though. Probably we will order more sashimi.

　While I was enjoying my seafood bowl, I was thinking such a thing.

I've been wondering if it's not hard for the landlady to sit like that.

　As I finish my seafood bowl and eat my stewed and boiled vegetables, Irvine asks the landlady in a quizzical voice, "What do you want?

　With that, our gaze goes to the proprietress, who is sitting on her haunches and waiting.

''It's true. It's very compact. How is she sitting?''

You seem to have your legs folded, don't you?

　Aleusha and Ilya look at each other as if they are fearful.

　The Misfirito Kingdom does not have a culture of sitting on the floor. There is no particular rule for sitting on your knees or sitting on the ground. Women are also basically sitting on the women's seat.

　Well, in the kingdom, we don't sit on tatami mats or carpets very often, so we are not too picky about the way we sit, except for the aristocratic manners.

　Even now, the members who are still here are sitting hoof to hoof and the women are sitting on the women's seat.

This is seiza. This is the traditional sitting style of the kagura, which has been handed down from time immemorial.

　The proprietress shifts her posture to make it easier for Irvine and the others to understand, and then sits back down.

''When I look at you again, your spine is straight and beautiful.

Yes. It doesn't take up too much space, so it's good.

　Aleusha and Ilya are impressed with the proprietor's beautiful seiza sitting style.

It's a way of sitting if the floor is tatami mats, carpets or cushions. It won't make you hunch over and it's less stressful on your back.

　That's about it for merit.

Well, that's an unusual way to sit. We'll have to try it.

Yeah.

Would you like us to do the same?

Yes!

　The members of the Silver Wind said and began to sit on their haunches.

'Oh, this is great. It's easy to eat.

'Yeah. We'll look shapely like the landlady, won't we?

　Irvine and Malt sit upright and shout in amazement.

'Great. Am I sitting as nicely as the landlady?

I think you need to stretch your chest a little more.

Okay.

　Happily, Aleusha and Ilya also check out each other's seiza appearance.

　Not knowing the horrible disadvantages of sitting on top of each other.

　The members of the Chamber of Commerce and Tori around them are watching it with a grin. Perhaps the members of the Chamber of Commerce already know that. That's probably why they all don't do it.

　The landlady is also reading the air and smiling at this time.

　She seems to be a person who can read the air surprisingly.

　By the way, the rumba may have been cramped, but she immediately returned to sitting on her hoof.

"How about you, Alfried-sama?

　Tory sees how I'm not sitting upright next to him, and Tory blatantly tries to get me to sit upright. I'm not going to be fooled, I'm not. I won't, because I know the biggest downside of sitting on my own, right?

'No, I'm unsteady sitting on top of the cushions, so I'm not going to sit in a way I'm not used to.

　I refuse to return the right argument here and there.

　Yes, this table is a bit high for my seven-year-old, so I cover it with three layers of cushions.

　If I sit on my haunches in that condition, there's a chance I could fall over, and if I did, it would be hard to passive myself, right?

Tsk..., is that so?

　This guy just clicked his tongue.

　The silver wind members, who liked sitting on their haunches, resumed their meal while sitting on their haunches.

　I look at them with a pitying look, and sip my miso soup as if it's none of my business.

　The Nimmanima gaze pierces through, just to make things happen quickly, and after a few minutes, the signs finally appear.

''Well there's something about your feet that makes them itchy.

'Huh?　I feel like I can't feel my feet in any way...?

　Aleusha and Illya began to twitch slightly.

　While Aleusha and Illya looked at each other and wondered, the victim appeared.

''Ah, ah, ah!　What is this?　My feet are numb!

　Irvine rolled over with an excruciating cry.

　Finally, the numbness in my legs from sitting on my legs from sitting on my feet seemed to have come. Maybe it was the first time he'd sat upright, but the numbness was coming fast.

　And next to him, there was a dangling table and the sound of Malt leaning forward.

'What the hell is this?　Paralysis?　........Landlady, you didn't mean to poison your meal!

　Malt glares at the landlady with greasy sweat on his forehead.

　Molto's off-target words elicit laughter from the surrounding members.

　Seeing this, Molto and the others look around curiously.

　No, I didn't expect anyone to suspect poison, even though I just sat on my hands and felt numb.

　As expected of me, I take my hat off too.

''........it's not, right?　Neither I nor my cook would do that.

　When the laughter dies down, the landlady replies, smiling.

'Then why are our feet going numb!

'It's a common occurrence in people who aren't used to sitting on their feet. It puts pressure on the nerves and blood vessels and makes them numb.

　The members of the Chamber of Commerce shook their heads, as if agreeing with the landlady's explanation.

''........Why are you sitting like that?''

Is the landlady okay with it?

　Irvine and Malt ask with wide eyes in disbelief.

'It won't take much to get used to it. And as long as you change your center of gravity, you won't get numb.

　It can be dealt with or softened by constantly changing your center of gravity and a little bit of sitting. I don't like that, so I don't do it much in my past life, but when my mother and sister lectured me, I sat upright. I guess they instructed me to do it because I didn't like it any more than they preached to me.

'Ah!　Ow!　I can't even sit down again.

　Irvine tried to sit up, but his feet were numb and sore, and he rolled over unceremoniously.

　He then turned his foot to the ceiling to keep his numb foot from touching the floor. It was not a beautiful sight to see, as Irvine looked as if he had flipped over a bug.

'I don't want to be like Irvine...'

　Malt saw Irvine's abomination and left it at that.

Not good, Ilya. If we continue to sit on our haunches, we're going to have to-- yikes!

　Aleusha tried to stop sitting upright - but it was too late. She wasn't as hapless as Irvine, but she couldn't move an inch with her legs swept to the side.

'Aleusha!　Yikes!　........I can't either.......

　Then Ilya, who was about to move out of concern for Aleusha, just stopped.

　Ilya's drawn-out expression told me that she could no longer move an inch.

　Now the four of them would have stabbing pains running through their legs. If they were numb, it would be hard to zing without doing anything.

''...Hey, Irvine. Stop that upturned worm stance for goodness sake. It's not nice to watch, man.

'I can't. If my foot stepped on the ground now, the pain would be as if it would stab me--oh!　Don't touch me!

　Irvine's foot is poked in the air by Malt, and he flaps his leg as he screams. It's as if the movement of his feet is somehow unpleasant.

'You're eating now, aren't you?　Will you sit down properly?　If your blood flow is bad, do you want me to rub it in for you?

I don't want it!　I'm going to kick you?

Wouldn't that kick hurt your leg?

"...........

　Watching the two of them glaring at each other makes me want to be kind of mean to them.

　Now the two of them are stuck, and I can get back at them to the fullest extent for provoking me into not being able to drink Kagura alcohol.

　Being the man who will do it when I decide to do it, I step up to Malt's side with a line of virtue bottles on the table.

'What's up?　Mr. Alfried?　There's something eerily good about that smile, isn't there?

　Rude. You have a carefree smile on your face.

I've been indebted to you, so I thought I'd pour you some sake. No, I'm not really rooting for what happened earlier in the open-air bath, you know?　Oops, sorry, I hit Irvine's leg.

'Geez!

　I deliberately put my body against Irvine's numb leg, and Irvine squirmed.

　And perhaps because of the push from Irvine's foot, my stance collapsed and I accidentally stepped on Malt's numb foot.

''Ughhhhhh!　Oh, an ogre!　There's a demon in here!

Oops, sorry. Irvine's going to push me with his foot.

　It's not my fault. This is what happens when Irvine pushes me with his foot. It was never my intention to do this.

''Well Ilya, let us be at peace, shall we?

...Yes.