214 (8) The Power of Giba Katsu

And that day, I was able to do my job safely.

For the first time in a few days, the inn has not offered "Sautéed Arabiata Style of Giva" and "Meat Chacchi", and the food in the stall has also been able to sell out a hundred meals at a time. Speaking of how well the customers were doing, it was as good as before closing the store.

Thanks to rumours spread to the accomodation town through Zashma, although the customers were often questioned about something, the majority of them were from the south and east, so they said, "Can we continue to do business in the future?" Their interest was felt to be concentrated in the part.

At the end of the day, there is no movement over Cycleus.

The town guards didn't even try to get close because they were just turning a shady eye, and the raiders never showed up before us.

A burglar wearing the clothes of the people of the woods has been lurking since I returned from the Cycleus mansion.

"On the surface, it's extremely peaceful."

In Gilru's pulling luggage car, Ai-Fa, who formed right behind your podium, said so in a low voice.

There are three women from the Lou family and Li-Sudra on the carrier, plus one separated boy from the escort, and then two hunters on the back of Totos borrowed from the Lou and Ray families. Zwei and Ama Min-Rutim are on foot with six hunters, escorts from Jomtien.

"Three more days until the day of the talks. I hope nothing goes by like this."

"Oh. Still, let's hope we can have peace after the day of the talks"

Not only Dora's father, but also Milan-Math and Nails, seemed to show us a tremendous guide to the future of the people by the woods.

I guess the fate of the people by the woods and Cycleus can also dictate the fate of Genos as it is.

These are the claw marks left behind by the Zazz-Sungs.

"Hey, you made it home safe today."

When we arrived in the settlement of Lou, and all of us headed to the main house, and the Balshas were splitting firewood behind the house.

Did you just have dinner? Let me show you again today. "

The hunters, other than Ai-Fa and Rudd-Lou, go away and aim for the rest of the group. It was the exact same development as yesterday, except that Lyada-Lu also left at this stage.

but the members who make dinner are random and take turns.

Which duty today was Tito Min and Limi-Lu.

"The rest is really Lara on duty, too, but I wonder if she's going to take turns with Sheila-Lou again today?

When Rimi-Lou, who had been waiting for him for so long, asked him, Lara-Lou said, "Are you complaining about something?," he just blushed.

"Yeah. Sin-Lu will be happy too, so I think it's good!

Limi-Lu spreads a grin all over his face.

Even though what you are saying is no different from yesterday's Rudd-Lou, this one is innocent in itself.

Thus, Lara-Luu could not even explode his eclampsia, even blushing his face.

"Hey, what are you making today?

And Rimi-Lou, who sunk my sister, kept the same look on her face, and took it to my chest.

"Today, I'm going to cook something completely different than before. So I want as many people as possible to try and see if they deserve a meal by the woods."

"Really? Yay!

Rimi-Lou has been pushing his reddish hair around my chest.

Since his return from the Cycleus hall, Rimi-Lou has become more of a bummer of affection than ever before.

"Hey, Chibi Limi, even Asta is such a great man. Don't just stick around like that."

When Rudd-Lou gave him a slightly angry voice, Limi-Lou shoved his cheek against my chest, making a cute, be-tongued tongue.

"Shut up. Come on. No matter who Rimi sticks with, Rimi's on his own, right?

Rudd-Lou shrugs his head in frustration.

"So let's get to work," I decided to raise my voice for the start of the work to keep me in harmony with all the people.

Let's start with business.

But my work will be done sooner than the Raina-Loux, who have to lump both the 'Giva Burger' patties and the tarapa sauce.

I decided to get ready for dinner as soon as I could because if I got wasted on a tasting, I would have to switch to another dish.

Personally, I've been waiting for it, it's a 'giva cutlet' cooking.

"Well. I wonder what Fuwano looks like"

Check the finish of the fabric left asleep on the wood plate.

Indeed, as Polearth had said, the fuwano dough was dry out of moisture.

Kachikachi, not so much the finish, but hard enough to pinch it with my fingers.

The water seems to be draining all the way to the inside to see which thinness I left it at one centimeter did the work.

"Okay, looks like this should do it. Sheila-Lou to Raina-Lou, if you like."

That's what I tried to say, but it was an innocent thing.

From the outset, they have been looking this way with enthusiasm while encouraging their work.

"Hey, what are you gonna do with that?," Rimi-Lou asked innocently as this one baked Poitan for supper.

"This one, use this one to put it back in fine powder."

With that said, I offered him a grater, a crustacean flat crustacean, in the boarding town.

When I rinse down the fuwano with it, it collapses without any bitterness.

Even if it is stiff, it is known. Rather, it might have been as desirable for me to have dried up harder.

Either way, a lot of moist fuwano powder becomes a mountain on the slab.

"So, this guy dries it in a non-greasy iron pan."

I went into the work with commentary in order to make Raina-Lou and others listen rather than Limi-Lou.

This almost completely drains the water from the powder of Fuwano, leaving it in a state of karakara.

The colour is slightly yellow, and it has been visually finished as a substitute for bread flour.

"Next, meat. Cut the meat suji on your back and beat it with a stick. I want a softer finish than a steak, so keep it in mind there."

The site dared to use a loin.

If you care about calories, I also thought you should use fins and momomos, because when it comes to cholesterol, I've heard the theory that loins are better suppressed.

Originally, low-fat fins and momomos even had higher cholesterol levels than loins because meat sucks oil when fried - it was the childhood tame Lina who gave me such bean knowledge.

"That's why I eat roast, not finned cutlets!

And Lina's figure, who was cheeky with her father's made tonkatsu, laughing innocently, resuscitates behind her brain.

It could have been dangerous to pepper Lina's words, which were merely high school girls, but there was another reason why I chose Roth instead of Fin.

That is, the shape of the meat.

Fins have an elongated shape, so they usually cut it from side to side like a ring cut and cut into cutlets in small shapes.

but I thought that because each small area wrapped around clothes would increase, it would also lead to an increase in calorie and cholesterol levels from that point on.

The desire to make people know the deliciousness of cutlets and the desire not to cook as far away from previous meals as possible.

Anyway, based on the above considerations, I decided to use a loin.

Beat a piece of meat of flat cut loin with a stick carefully.

It is an oversized size of 500 grams because we want as many people as possible to try it.

It's three centimeters. If it crumbles to about half the thickness, it's done.

At this thickness, it would be possible to pass the heat without so much time.

"So, I'm gonna rinse this guy with salt and pico leaves, and when it's done, you're gonna be ready to make some clothes."

I let him open the cloth wrap I left on the workbench.

While baking Poitan, Rimi-Lou shouts "Wow".

"What's that! Something cute, huh?

"This is Kimmus' egg. Kimmus is the name of the bird that people in town eat."

It is an egg, bought from a Kimus store that raises Kimus and sells their meat.

It will be the first to be seen by most people, as it is a forest side people who are not lacking in animal protein, and I don't see this guy being sold in the outdoor area in the first place.

"This puts the contents in a wooden dish and keeps the yellow and white flavors together. Then first cover the regular fuwano flour in the meat, let it crease into the melted eggs, and then finally cover the just dried baked fuwano flour. Take care not to make these clothes too thick, okay?

"Yes," Raina-Lou and Sheila-Lou replied from a distance.

"Then we finally have Lard."

"Ra-do?

"It's a stewed giva fat. Even by the woods, they usually boil fat to make candles, don't they? If you say so, it's with that."

It had been brought from the house by the morning eye-fa, something I had previously made.

For the transport of Giva meat and the management of the food vault, Ai-Fa has been riding me back and forth from the house of Fa to the settlement of Luu every morning since yesterday.

Lard previously packed in leather bags, but recently stored in a more sealed lidded pot.

Yes, it is not so rotten, but when it oxidizes, the taste I see drops, so I loosen it up to the inner lid with Gonumoki leaves.

When the inner lid was peeled off, the cream-colored lard twisted and threaded.

Transfer which amount of meat is soaked sparingly into an iron pan with a wooden slab.

"Now when you warm up the lard, sink the meat and heat it through.... This is the hardest fire reduction, so I'll tell you this once this dedication is book hired, right?

Another simultaneous reply of "yes".

As the firewood was put into the kamado, Lard quickly dissolved transparently and the surface began to shake loosely.

The fire momentum keeps the medium fire and waits for a few more minutes.

I tried on the grigi vegetable chopsticks and when a bubble of a better size came to float, I threw a pinch more roasted fuwano powder.

Fluwano powder floats up on the surface as it patches and sounds.

It will be about right.

I want to heat it up in a short time so that meat and clothes don't suck oil as much as possible, so it's a 180 degree high temperature notion.

"Okay, then let's fry it.... Oh, Rimi-Lou, I'm sorry, but can I borrow some iron skewers?

Rimi-Lou, who had just finished baking Poitan, responded promptly to my request.

Lay the leaves of the gonumoki on the inside of the wood dish and lay the iron skewers on the edges of the dish differently from each other.

It is, of course, a substitute for a golden net for the temporary storage of fried cutlets.

I pinched the clothed meat and gently dropped it in the iron pan.

Now with that much momentum, Lard makes a pussy sound.

"Wow, wow!," Rimi-Lou raised a haunted voice.

The three of them, Ai-Fa, Rudd-Lou and Barsha, also looked at this one with interest, and Raina-Lou and Sheila-Lou seemed to be doing pretty well.

The aroma of heated lard fills loosely for how long.

"Yeah. This guy looks like an elaborate dish since Hanba-gu."

Apparently, Grandma Tito Min, who finished her look at the giva pan, also approached us with a grin.

In the meantime, the clothes keep changing color.

I pulled it up on an iron skewer when it fried to a nice fox color.

"Now if you wait for the excess oil to fall, it's done.... Limi-Lu, I'd like to ask you for one more favor, would you get me four or five men?

"Get the men? Why?"

"Yeah. This guy is a special dish without hamburgers, as Tito Min-Lou also said. I want hunters who seem more stubborn than Rudd-Lou and Ai-Fa to try out whether or not they deserve dinner for the forest folks."

"Oh well. But the men, they've all gone to set a trap in the woods.... Oh, well, why don't you ask Lyada-Lu! And then you can have Mida, or the men back from the lodging town!

Self-completing, Limi-Lu jumped out between.

I don't think Mida can ask for stubbornness, but she's the one who doesn't quite get the chance to eat my food, so let's just leave it at that.

"Asta, this job is done for now."

and that's where Raina-Lou and Sheila-Lou also come in.

"This is really such a strange dish that you can't beat Hanba-gu. Something just happened to me, and my chest is pounding."

"It's my first challenge, too. I hope it's done well."

First of all, is it raw and burnt?

Whether it fits the mouth of the people by the woods.

And whether such dishes are poisonous or not.

Even for me, this has been a time of tension since I first sifted steak, giva roast, etc., to Donda-Lou.

"Asta, please wait!

Rimi-Lou came back to me before the tasting was cold because of it.

I say "thank you," and I accidentally lose my word.

It was true that Lyada-Lou stood there, but instead his brother, you and your son - that is, even Donda-Lou and Ziza-Lou stood.

So, behind it are Sin-Luu and Mida.

"They were just returning from the woods! The most stubborn guys in Luu's settlement would be Donda's father and Brother Giza, so if these two are okay, we're all good, right?

Rimi-Lou was ehem distracting his chest.

Pull out the feeling that you're about to flinch, and I'll try to keep my head down there.

"Excuse me. I think the situation is from Limi-Luu, may I ask you to try it?

"... it seems you've done a hell of a dish again."

With a voice at the bottom, Donda-Lou abandoned it.

"Is it really Giva's meat? It just looks like dirt to me or something."

"This is the meat on Giva's back, and what covers the area is an ingredient called kimmus eggs in fuwano powder. … now we will divide it into pieces."

Six males, five females, plus me, Ai-Fa and Barsha, for a total of 14.

It's a big size of 500 grams, so even this number of people will go one by one.

I cut it out of the middle first, and for now I was able to avoid worrying about the raw burn.

There is no red colour left at all and it is stained with a beautiful ivory colour.

From between the meat and the clothes, the twitching and clear oil fills up, making me so appetized.

Cut into further portions and sprinkle with the fruit juice of the lemon substitute seal.

It was impeccable looking for me to recreate a ton of cutlets.

But the problem is the assessment of the people by the woods.

"Please, enjoy.... No, it's my first dish too, so let me see what I can do first"

Declaring it that way, I cut a piece of "Gibba Cuttle" and pinched it up.

Throw him into his mouth and tap his teeth thoughtfully, the oil still hot enough spreads in his mouth after the pleasant sensation of sakuri.

The clothes of fuwano flour were almost as ideal in thickness and texture.

Besides, the flavor is very rich, perhaps because of the use of lard.

As a matter of fact, this was the first time I fried my cutlet in lard.

However, I heard that croquettes and the like sold at the butcher's shop in the mall were often fried in lard, so I stepped into making them.

Is this taste what Giva meat brings or what Giva lard brings?

The clothing itself feels like it contains the flavour of meat, and then, it is not difficult at all.

Even the delicious Giva meat wrapped around the flavor and bounced in the mouth.

And I like the sourness of the seal juice, again.

For me, it was the best.

This would allow us to wait for everyone's evaluation without any regrets.

"As far as I'm concerned, it was satisfying. I want you to taste it."

The women took iron skewers, and the hunters carried 'Gibba Cuttlefish' into their mouths by their hand.

"Wow..." Rudd-Lou speaks up.

Those eyes looked at me with dismay.

but I cheek the dish, so I don't get any more words.

Rimi-Lou had his eyes open in a circle.

Raina-Lou and Sheila-Lou are the face of seriousness itself.

Donda-Lou is faceless.

Often, only a slight tone of chewing meat drifted during the kama.

I feel restless and look back at Ai-Fa.

Ai-Fa had closed his eyelids and chewed the meat.

"Um, what about the flavor...?

Even though it was just a bite of tasting, everyone didn't quite try to drink it.

In the meantime, it was Limi-Lu who finally answered me.

"It's so delicious!

Big eyes, glittering.

"Probably the best dish Asta has ever made for me!... Oh, and if it's delicious, too. I don't know if I can decide which is the number one or what."

And now I'm holding my head in.

I could breathe relief in that loving way for now.

Then he cuts it off and his voice starts to lift up from everywhere.

"This... tastes wonderful"

"Yeah, I was surprised and I didn't even have a voice."

"Wow, that's delicious! What the hell, this!

"Oh, I'm pretty sure I've never had such good food before."

Sheila-Lou, Tito Min-Lou, Rudd-Lou and Barsha offered their praises in their respective words.

The father and son of Lyada-Lu and Sin-Luu hear the words of their compatriots with a very serene face.

Rayna-Lew is like - you're closing your eyes inadvertently and hitting on your own thoughts.

And it is ai-fa.

Ai-Fa had his eyelids closed, just like Raina-Lou, with his expression off.

"... hey, how was ii-fa?

Ai-Fa opened her eyes and looked at me.

It is very quiet and has a gentle eye.

"It was delicious.... This could have been the best dish you've ever cooked."

My heart will rip up lightly with a ton.

I couldn't contain my impulse, I leaned to Ai-Fa's ear and asked further.

"So I was finally able to offer the hamburger dish to Ai-Fa?

Then Ai-Fa blindfolded her face, hiding her expression from everyone around her, while letting her lips hang.

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"What's so special about it," he says, "I'm gonna blow my mouth off.

Ai-Fa looked angry and kicked me in the leg.

Then, I make my gaze all the way over Mida.

"Hey, don't cry, okay?

"Yeah... Mida doesn't cry...?

When I saw him, Mida, dressed to block the entrance between them, was shivering her cheeks as she sifted.

"Asta... it's so, so delicious...?

I tried to say "thank you," exactly then, a voice raised from another direction held my mouth.

"This... may be the most powerful dish I've ever cooked"

I look back.

That was Ziza-Lou's word.

"I wonder why. You should be using extra ingredients for the forest people, such as fuwano and kimus eggs… I can feel strongly that I incorporate the power of Giva"

"Maybe that's because I use a lot of giva fat. The clothes wrapped in meat should have plenty of giva fat."

Explain it that way, and then I'll catch my heart.

"So it's just supposed to be more nutritious than a dish that bakes or boils meat. The only thing that worries me is that its nutritional value is too skewed."

"That's an extra worry. Is nutrition a source of power?

With a grunting voice, Donda-Lou snapped.

I'll keep my nervousness and turn around.

"Yes, but I think it's the right word to say that if the medicine passes, it becomes poison. In my hometown, there were a lot of people who fell ill from nutritional bias - and we talked about it last night, didn't we? Even in Genos, there is a gut disease caused by luxurious cuisine."

"Hmm. You're talking about that nobleman named Cycleus being fucked with that disease.... I don't need to worry. We need stronger power."

Donda-Lou's blue-burning eyes looked at me directly in the front.

"Fow's parents said so. When I'm eating the dishes of the ladies you've handled, I can feel my body full of strength.... That's not just good or bad taste, but simply because it contains plenty of nutrients?

"That's well...... because surely the little clan people would only have spoken about Giva, Aria and Poitan and the rock salt used in dried meat on it. Rock salt is often used in my dishes, other than dried meat, and sugars in fruit liquor and vegetables such as Myrmu may have a nourishing effect."

"I don't care if it's a serious story. If a meal so full of power can also be poisonous to the people by the woods, will you skip it that way?

Donda-Lou asks me in a strong tone, and I desperately turn my thoughts around.

"Right...... maybe it's about as dangerous as a hamburger. If the hamburger is a dish that can weaken the teeth and jaw, this one has a biased nutritional value, in the sense. … so even in my hometown, it was supposed to be desirable to consume a lot of vegetables and sour things together when eating these dishes."

"Then I hope you do, too?

"Yes. I didn't mean to do that originally. If I'm allowed to serve this dish at supper, I was wondering if I could have lots of vegetables like Tino and Tarapa and Guigo with me. It was also served with fruit juice called seal to prevent excessive absorption of oil."

Think, I answer.

"Still, I think it's important, just like Hamburg, that we don't just keep eating the same dishes standing. It's the fat from Gibba that I use more often, so if you could be careful with the amount, it wouldn't have a negative effect on my body."

"Hmm. That means I can make your powers a drug, not a poison. We have to incorporate stronger powers to deal with the nobles of Genos.... Asta from Fa's house."

"Yes, sir"

It is extremely unusual for Donda-Lou to call my name.

Donda-Lou has been staring at me with such strong eyes that I inadvertently stretch my spine.

"If you're a forest folk, bring us the right power with the right meal. As a forest dweller, that's the job you've been given."

"... Yes. Roger that."

I nodded as I stared back into his eyes.

Donda-Lou nodded one thing and then, furthermore, uttered an astonishing word.

"Then let me offer you a job as a forest chief. You make dinner at Lew's main house in two nights. … instead of you helping the ladies, as you did yesterday or today, you use the ladies' hands to make the dinner you deserve that night."

"The Supper You Deserve That Night......?

Speaking of the night two days later, it is the night before the meeting with Cycleus.

What the hell is going on that night?

"... to the talks, take the seven who were once human beings in the Sung main house. By the day before, they decided to keep it in this settlement of Lou. Zulo-Sung, Diga, Dodd, Oura, Zwei, Yamir-Ray, Mida-Lou, and seven of them are ordering you to make dinner."

"Yes... of course, there's nothing different about that if you ask me to make it... but what the hell -"

"Those people are no different than being brothers by the woods. Even Zulo-Sung, the great sinner who awaits his execution, does the same.... and they will stand before the nobles in three days' time as folks by the woods"

Donda-Lou's voice was heavy, and full of power and majesty.

"As far as Mida and Yamil-Ray are concerned, I guess they have already spoken of your dishes, but the other five only spoken of the dishes of the Sung ladies who have been handy to you. What are you trying to bring to the woods, what are you thinking about doing business in Inn Town, etc... Those people need to know that deeper. That's why I'm asking you to eat your food."

"- Yes."

An inexperienced passion began to rage in my chest.

If I hadn't grabbed a funny fist, my body would have trembled.

"Tell you what, I'm not going to pay the price. If you want to name your family in the woods, you should tell your fellow Moribe compatriots of your readiness with your faith and pride. Like I've done to us at the Lou's or the fa's parents there."

"Yes, thank you"

Donda-Lou rang his nose just wondering if there was anything to be thanked for.

Then mock the hunter's clothes, and gently wipe the giant Mida with the back of his hand, and return the wickedness.

Giza-Lou also left after that, and only the silence of heaviness was left on the spot.

"... I'm not sure what it is. In short, I wonder if you're talking about putting Asta's cooking to live with the loose ones."

As if he wanted to pay off that silence, he snapped that way in a tone that Rudd-Lou wouldn't blink at.

I don't know the sincerity of Donda-Lu.

Maybe I'm just dawning on my orders to do my job as a forest citizen.

But I think.

I wonder if the seven of them, who were born as the blood of Zazz-Sung, need to know exactly what the people of the woods think and are prepared to face the sins committed by their compatriots.

If Donda-Lou thought my cooking would help to let me know that - I wanted him to do my job at all costs.

"... I'm fine," a quiet voice creeps into my ear.

Looking back, Ai-Fa was staring at me with her strong eyes.

"You'll be fine, Asta."

With a very quiet look, with very powerful blue eyes glowing, Ai-Fa repeated it again.

Until the day of the confrontation with Cycleus, the rest is only three days.