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“Okay, then let’s go eat lunch.” (Nyango)
“Um, please wait a minute.” (Rubero)
As we were about to walk to a restaurant for lunch, Rubero, the dogkin, stopped us.
“I was looking at the map, so we’ll have to go back there.” (Rubero)
“Yeah, I’m thinking of going to that store.” (Nyango)
“No, this restaurant is better if we go there.” (Rubero)
“Oh, have you ever been there?” (Nyango)
“No, I haven’t, but…” (Rubero)
The map drawn by the Guild Master, Mr. Bettles, shows three stores for souvenirs and three stores for lunch.
On the map, it looks like a set of jewelry stores and restaurants.
So far, I have visited the jewelry stores in order of proximity to the guild, and the one I am going to is the one closest to the guild.
“I see, it is closer to the next jewelry store after having a meal at this one, right?” (Nyango)
“That’s right, at this store you’ll have to go back to the guild and go to the jewelry store again.” (Rubero)
“But I think there’s probably something wrong with this store.” (Nyango)
“Eh…?” (Rubero)
The four of them looked at each other, twisted their heads, and it seemed Horacio asked as their representative.
“Nyango, why do you think that?” (Horacio)
“I think I’m probably being tested by Mr. Bettles. I was able to prove my fighting ability with the attack during the ‘Nest Leaving Ceremony,’ but for other troubles, how I will respond, or whether I will be easily fooled… and so on…” (Nyango)
“Whaaat… I mean, Nyango was promoted to A rank just now, right?” (Horacio)
“I think there was pressure from the royal family that pushed that promotion. They can’t go against the demands of the royal family, but they want to assess my ability… Maybe I am even being watched from somewhere.” (Nyango)
“Eeeee…” (Horacio)
Horacio and the others are scurrying around in front of and behind alleys and on top of buildings, but the people that the Guild Master in the Royal Capital uses for surveillance are not going to find tailing us easy.
Well, assuming they really were there, of course…
“But Nyango, what does that have to do with the restaurants?” (Horacio)
“If you go to the jewelry stores in order of proximity to the guild, you will naturally go to the restaurants near those. If we eat there, we won’t go to the other restaurants, and even if there is a problem with those restaurants, I won’t have to deal with it.” (Nyango)
“I see… but isn’t there any point in trying?” (Horacio)
“Horacio, I haven’t received any special requests. To be honest, there’s no need to visit all the shops according to the Guild Master’s recommendations.” (Nyango)
“Ah… I see, it’s not like you received a request.” (Horacio)
The restaurant that convinced Horacio and the others to go to was more like a diner than a restaurant.
The door facing the street was open, and good smells wafted from inside.
It was still a little early for lunch, but the tables were already filled with customers.
“Hello, there are five of us. Can you fit us in?” (Nyango)
“Oh… Sit in any available seat!” (Deerkin)
I called out to the deerkin woman who was serving the customers and received a brisk reply.
I wonder if she’s the proprietress of the store; she’s slender and petite, but she has the air of an older sister.
We sat down at an empty table in the back of the restaurant, but Horacio and his friends, who were very stout, had a hard time getting through the aisles.
“Yes, come in! How many servings would you like for the five of you?” (Deerkin)
“How many…?” (Nyango)
“Orc bowl is the only thing on our menu. only have small, medium, large, extra-large, and super-size portions… and the prices vary depending on the serving portions.” (Deerkin)
Indeed, the menu on the wall lists only five different portions and their prices.
“Then, I’ll have one medium portion and four super portions, please.” (Nyango)
“Yes, next, one medium and four super~!” (Deerkin)
“Yeah!” (Voice)
A deep voice came from the kitchen in response to the cheery waitress’ voice.
“Hey, Nyango… is this alright?” (Horacio)
“What?” (Nyango)
“The super serving costs three silver coins…” (Horacio)
“I’ll pay for everything, don’t worry, I won’t be scared off by this.” (Nyango)
When I told him that even if the reward from the Royal Family had not been paid, I still had money because I was earning as an adventurer in Ibouro, Horacio gave me another anxious look.
I think this is the same expression I used to see on his face when I remembered him from our days in the village of Atsuka.
He must be happy to see his friend become great but saddened to be left behind, just like me.
However, Horacio will have no choice but to resolve this himself.
And then the food was served.
“Here it is, thank you for waiting, there are two super-size meals first. I’ll bring the others right after.” (Deerkin)
“Eh……?” (Nyango)
No matter how you look at it, what was placed on the table was a wash basin.
On top of that, slices of orc meat were piled high.
“Okay, two super-size portions and a medium portion will be brought soon.” (Deerkin)
The reason why only two servings were brought at a time was probably because they were too heavy.
“Here is the medium portion, you can pour yourself some water with this.” (Deerkin)
Finally, the medium portion, the size of a large bowl at a beef bowl restaurant, a large jug of water, and five cups were brought to us.
“Come on, let’s eat! Thank you for the meal! Yummeow, orc meat, rice, rice, orc meat, rice, yummeow!” (Nyango)
The orc meat was seasoned in a ginger-grilled style that reminded me of my previous life.
As I began to shovel down the orc bowl with my fork, Horacio and the others, who had been overwhelmed by the size of the bowl, began to struggle with the super portion.
“Wow, it’s delicious! This is delicious, Nyango!” (Horacio)
“The sauce is soaking into the rice, yummeow!” (Nyango)
I thought that even Horacio and his friends would have a hard time with the basin-sized portion, but there was no need to worry about that at all.
The speed at which they continued to eat silently and without a second thought was astonishing even to me, the one who was making them eat.
“Brothers, you’re eating well. As expected of future knights. Here, some extra service!” (Deerkin)
The waitress grabs a large plate of orc meat with tongs and adds it to Horacio and the others’ plates.
“Thank you!” (Horacio)
“It’s going to be a feast!” (Zacharias)
Just as I was about to ask them to stop, the added meat disappeared into the stomachs of Horacio and his friends one after another.
“Do you want some more, brother?” (Deerkin)
“No, I feel like I’m going to be full just looking at them, so I’m fine.” (Nyango)
“Ahahaha, absolutely.” (Deerkin)
In fact, the other customers in the restaurant were staring wide-eyed at the way Horacio and his friends were eating.
If they had demonstrated this power in a high-end restaurant, my wallet would have been drained.
Well, while I was listening at the jewelry store earlier, they were also eating something at the fried food store.
Really, how much food do you eat?
All four of them ate their fill of the extra meat without leaving a single grain of rice, but it seemed they had reached their limit.
I suggested we go to the next jewelry store, but I was requested to take a break.
“Let me rest…” (Horacio)
“There, I saw a square there…” (Nyango)
I returned to the plaza surrounding the fountain on the way to the store, where people were relaxing on the benches and lawn.
When they found an empty space in a corner of the lawn, Horacio and his friends lay down to sleep.
“We’ll all wake up soon, so don’t worry…” (Horacio)
The four of them lay down side by side and immediately began to sleep.
You really want to go to sleep after you eat… are you children?
Or rather, that’s probably a catkin’s habit.
There’s no point in waiting around, so I use void magic to create a cushion and curl up in the sun.
Even if I was inaugurated as an honorary knight, I can’t resist the temptation of an after-meal nap.
Horacio and the others are wearing matching apprentice knight training uniforms, so no one is likely to mess with us, but I’ve sprinkled detection particles around the area just in case any oddballs come by.
I don’t know how much time passed, but Horacio and the others woke up as they had promised.
After moseying about, all four of them woke up together and immediately started getting ready to move.
Maybe your internal clocks are perfectly calibrated from daily training.
After Horacio and the others had brushed the grass off each other’s backs, they prepared themselves and set out for the last jewelry store.
The road leading to our destination seemed to be the busiest street in the third district, lined with stores of all kinds.
“As expected of the Royal Capital, it’s lively.” (Nyango)
“Hey, Nyango. This reminds me of the festival two years ago.” (Horacio)
“That was my first time in the city, so I was very excited.” (Nyango)
“Here, Nyango. I still have it.” (Horacio)
Horacio pulled out a magic tool of fire that was tied to a string from the collar of his training uniform.
Two years ago, the magic tool was hanging down his stomach, but now it’s hanging around his neck.
“Was it helpful?” (Nyango)
“Every time I feel like I’m going to fall apart because of the rigorous training, I use this magic tool to light a fire and remember the promise I made to Nyango.” (Horacio)
“I see, you’ve worked hard so far, so please try a little harder and fulfill your promise to me.” (Nyango)
“Yeah!” (Horacio)
I’m a little worried that not only Horacio, but also his three roommates will be okay with being so honest, but it’s definitely better than getting twisted into something strange.
“Hey, Nyango, what kind of magic tools do you carry around when you work as an adventurer?” (Horacio)
“Me? I don’t need magic tools.” (Nyango)
“Oh, are in a party with others?” (Horacio)
“Ah, I belong to Ibouro’s B-rank party, but magic tools have nothing to do with it.” (Nyango)
“But if you’re an adventurer, don’t you need things like fire, water, and lighting?” (Horacio)
“Fire… water… light… I don’t need it because I can use it all.” (Nyango)
“Eh… Whaaaaat!?” (Horacio)
When I demonstrated a magic circle made with air attribute magic in front of them, Horacio and the others were surprised that they could not remain standing on the ground.
Nyahahahaha… My A-rank is not just for show.
T/N: I feel like the scenes with Nyango and Horacio should be by a bridge or riverbank, with the setting sun in front as they fist bump or just watch the setting sun while promising to be best friends forever. Then one of them becomes a villain and needs to be redeemed by the love interest and best friend. Finally, he’ll sacrifice himself against an evil god. The love interest will cry shouting his name, and he’ll cough and look at the love interest and best friend and it will pan up to a new scene where the best bros have their own wives and children and are back to the same place where they made the promise… Hmmm… I suddenly miss my friends we should definitely hang out on the weekend.
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