734 Giving Back Supper ③ ~ Bonding ~

"An ingredient called miso in tau oil would seem to be a notable ingredient among the ingredients of Jagal. While its flavour is unique, it feels strongly nourished and it should not seem possible to reconcile it with various ingredients. But on the other hand, because of its strong flavour and aroma, it also contains the fear of dyeing the flavour into one color. At the same time that everyone could handle it easily, I thought it might be an ingredient that was difficult to differentiate. Also, in fact, with great disrespect, in the cooks of the castle town of Genos, one could also be seen relying on its original flavour to fail to make creative efforts or, conversely, trying to be creative, destroying its original flavour as well. As for the miso, I hear it's just a popular ingredient in Genos, so it seems like there's no way to do it."

The voice of Fermes, reminiscent of the melodies of the sweet cello, was translating the words of Alvach again.

"In it, Asta's arms are brilliant. Especially this, ridiculous dish - this one goes hand in hand with the flavour of Giva meat and the texture of Chaska, and it looks like the wonderful flavour of the miso has been fully brought out. Of course, I guess that's the same with regard to the tiny vegetables that are just carved. Miso, Giva meat, Chaska and Tino, those ingredients add up to your taste, creating a perfect harmony. It is easy to be convinced that such harmony could not have been achieved if any of these had been lacking. And the fine workmanship on each ingredient applied to achieve its harmony is brilliant. The miso is infused with sugar and some liquor to give it an irresistible flavor, and this giva meat - something I also felt at the wedding feast - is truly incredible. In the first place it would seem extra incredible because there is no food culture in Gerd called 'Fried in Oil', but even in this castle town it has never been more incredible and had a mouthful of delicious fried dishes. I've heard that this is often regarded as a supreme flavor by the woods, but it must also be a natural story."

Fermes has translated Alvach's words after a round memorization, so he can't help but hammer along the way. The first people to hear the long and wide tongues by the combination of Alvach and Fermes were all listening to the word with a decent face.

"The fragrance and texture of the flesh-covered clothes have a uniqueness that no other dish can taste. Since the meat itself has not touched the fire or the iron pan, it maintains a certain luminosity without being able to turn on the grilled eye, and for that matter, it masks all the properties obtained by the clothes from the grilled eye. Perhaps if I stripped this clothing and mouthed only the meat, it would turn into an odd flavor that I could neither cook nor boil, but by eating it along with the fragrant clothing I am just able to achieve a completely different harmony from the roasted meat. Harmonisation, yes, here too, one harmony has already been completed. It has a perfect harmony in its own right, but it also combines with miso, chaska, and tino to form a second harmony. Their combined flavors will make this dish supreme. It makes me feel comfortable that this is the third time that I have spoken of Asta's dishes, but each time I have found the best flavor. I want you to understand that, of course, it never means that the first and second dishes you eat are inferior to today's dishes, and that everything is so delicious that it lines up"

"Ah, yes. I'm afraid so."

Through the gap between words, I kept my head down to Alvach.

Fermes dampens his mouth with Nyatta's distilled liquor before resuming the translation.

"And it is Chaska. In Gerd, there is no lesson in speaking of Chaska in this way. But I guess this Chaska is an essential part of Asta's cooking. It is obvious, because the first day of eating chahan is also a dish that these bulkies cannot make in normal chaskas and fuwanos. Shaska's natural slight sweetness and rich elasticity create an incredible and unique flavour by being cooked while grained. And that's what makes it so harmonious with misos and bulkies and tinos. In the harmony of textures, among other things, it is probably as important as the harmony of flavours. This Chaska texture is perfectly harmonious with the definitive texture of Giva meat and the light and hard texture of the garment and the refreshing texture of Tino. It is still a reminder of how important texture is in cooking. Cooking is not just a matter of taste with your tongue, but the act of chewing increases its sense of well-being. I guess that's the truth."

At that rate, Alvach had spoken to me in "Stewed Giva Horns," about the same amount of heat.

And I even tried to be mentioned in the "miso tailored Giva Motsu pan," which makes me say "please wait a long time".

"Actually, your dishes are left to Raina-Lou and Sheila-Lou. If you don't mind, would you mind telling us your words in person?

"Was I? But before you finish your meal, it's forbidden to move your seat, so let's just say that later."

To Fermes' words, Alvach nodded heavily.

But I'm worried sick.

"But it's a lot of trouble for you to turn back the same story again, isn't it? I'm sorry I didn't tell you in advance"

"No, I won't forget what we talked about, so you don't have to return the same words to Lord Alvach."

"Huh? Can you remember that until you finish your meal?

"Yeah, that's the only thing I can say about it."

That's kind of a horrible story. Well, I got to wrap my tongue around it inside.

In any case, it will now be a prerequisite to extend a word of thanks to Alvach.

"Again, thank you for your excessive words. I would be very honored if you were satisfied with Alvach."

"Excessive, no," Alvach said just like before.

"Rather, words, I think, are missing. Eastern words, even if used, mood, all represent, difficult"

"A mood, a representation, just a word. Is it delicious, anything else, words, need it?

Nanaquem threw Alvach aside and then gave a toast to Marstein.

"Alvach, rude, excused me. It is the realm of delicious cuisine, obsession and disease."

"No, no, because you are a people by the woods and a people of Genos. If I was so impressed with the dishes of Asta, the inhabitant of Genos, I would only be proud to be a lord."

Malstein tilted his glass as he smiled at Eagle Deep Fried.

Instead, Giza-Lou is breathing small.

"No way. I'm surprised, but I feel the same way. I'd be proud if you just liked the dishes prepared by the Lew family."

"Um. It was a juicy dish, asta, no less, taste. Forestside cook, skilled, brilliant. Gerd, ingredients, if they arrive, new dishes, I hope"

"Gerd's ingredients, huh?... Was that a story that could be delivered after Easter?

To Ziza-Lou's words, Malstein nodded "um".

"It will all depend on the discretion of Lord Gerd's lord, but he will not try to deliver any more ingredients for Easter. Then those entrusted with the carriage will celebrate Easter in an exotic land. So I wonder how soon it will be about the end of the silver moon"

Alvach and the others were talking about coming to Genos in about ten days, but if we let Totos pull the luggage, it would take about three times as many days. Easter lasts until the first day of the month of silver, so in some cases it was likely to last until the following month.

"So are the Arvahs there again at that time of year?

When I asked, Alvach nodded this time.

"Caravan, Genos, time to arrive, anticipated, Gerd, to leave, to be scheduled"

"Oh, you're not coming with the caravan, you're coming after me later across Totos,"

"Mm-hmm. Hometown, time to leave, should be shorter - luggage, walking, slow, so it's not sexually appropriate, I think"

Then, from the other side, Schmiral-Lilyn raised his voice.

"Then I, probably, Genos, will be away. One day, on the day of reunion, we will have fun and we will"

Alvach looks back at you slowly.

"Your Highness, the Chamber of Commerce, joined, six months, Genos, away, heard. And today, I invited you."

"Yes. It's a great honor, I think"

Schmiral-Lilyn smiles calmly.

Its neighbor, Vina Luu-Lilin, also had a quiet smile on her mouth as she became a lot more likely to lay low.

"Your Highness, your destiny, is a mystery. Oriental God, a man who has abandoned, sees, is the first"

"Yes, but I am, happy, full"

"It's obvious just to see"

As he saw the couple, Alvach said so.

Its tough face, though still as faceless as a statue, is not seen to condemn Schmiral-Lilyn. Instead, it was thought that if it was something that could move the expression, it would have even floated one of the smiles.

"Speaking of which, what happened to the puppeteer?

And, from somewhat far away, Eurifia has called it that way.

Apparently, it's an inquiry into me, so I'll look back and try to answer it.

"I'm still in the process of going around listening to people by the woods. You must be headed to Sung's settlement today."

"Oh, yeah. I've been hearing about the revelations for half a month, but I wonder if I'll make it."

"What do you think? So far, we haven't heard anything about a period of time."

Answering like that, I was wondering how Refraia was doing. It should be a restless deed for her that the old evil of Count Turan's family is eliminated.

But the seats the Refraiers were sitting in were even further away, so I don't see how this conversation arrived either. Tolst and Lifreia, both of whom attended, seemed to be talking about something to Rudd-Lou or Raina-Lou.

"Me and Odifia are looking forward to that. Marquis Genos, will they also be invited to the castle town?

"Mm-hmm. We're all pushing into a forest settlement, because it's under turmoil. I'm going to show it to you in the woodland settlement first, and then you're going to head out to Castle Town."

Then Arvach, who was carrying into his mouth a dish with only a few left, spoke again.

"If that's true, we wanted to see it. Would they, Gerd, not visit?

"Right. The eastern kingdom is often speechless, so we talked about not having a chance to go."

"Hmmm...... mindless"

To the heavily crushing Alvach, Nanaquem gives his gaze again on the side.

"If I waited for the puppet play, it would be the purple moon, it would be. We're staying, prolonging, so keep an eye on it."

"I know," he responded, "but it was Alvach who looked somewhere dissatisfied.

I'll make a suggestion to comfort you.

"Well, it looks like you've already eaten roughly, so I think I'll serve you some special dishes in a whisper here"

"What? Were there other dishes ready yet? I'm 90% hungry and my stomach is filled..."

I try to smile at Polearth, who has an uneasy face.

"We will distribute the food first as we watch the flavor, so please let us know how much you will taste afterwards. Now, if you'll excuse me a lot."

Put my words on the signal, and all the kamadu turns will rise. It was Raina-Lou and Sheila-Lou, who were originally in close alignment, who quickly reached the wagon for thermal insulation.

"With what Rudd just ate, the ingredients seem to be gone. All you have to do is throw this, right?

"Yeah, please."

Rayna-Lew nodded and took up a large plate that was stored in the next wagon.

What was prepared there was a chaska that was washed with water after being cooked and decovered.

The special dish I prepared was the so-called "tight rice cooking".

In an iron pan of juicy dishes with no more ingredients, throw in the chaska and let it boil, then spin the melted kimmus eggs and cover again. Once the eggs are fluffy with excess heat, it's done. Of course, "Ratton's Ara Pot" prepared the rice cooking using the same procedure.

One mouth at a time in a small bowl and feed the people waiting for you. With that in his mouth, Polearth said, "Whoa!" He was making his eyes shine.

"This is another great taste! I'd like a cup of each on this small plate!

"Huh? I think Chaska is going to be so hungry, are you okay?

"I might be able to take care of Sim's medicinal herbs to help his stomach move! But if it's such a delicious dish, it makes me want to taste it."

Other people, too, the majority firmly wanted one serving. Especially the hunters by the woods, who keep telling me to bring them. After all, the chaska used in the "Giva Cuttlebowl" did not seem to have enough carbohydrate intake.

"This chaska, the juice dish, is in harmony. I am, impressed, immense."

Alvach is breathing satisfactorily, too.

I had to grab some after-dinner treats right after I cooked them on the side.

"Finally, then, I will serve you sweets. If you're satisfied by the end, I'm glad."

"Oh, well, you had confectionery, too. Something we don't know about again?

On the way, Rudd-Lou has asked as such. I say, "Yeah," as I split the sweets that fit in the cage into small plates.

"There was a treat that felt similar, but it's supposed to be the first time for the Lew people. If you don't like Gonumoki rolls, you'll like them."

"Heh. Then you'll be fine!

Rimi-Lou was delivering a small plate to Rud-Lou, who gave him a shaky voice.

"Then this is Rudd's share! Rimi also taught me how to make it today, so I'm going to make it for you tomorrow Ziva lady -!

"Hmm? Sure, it looks just like the one with the gonumoki roll. I'm not wrapped in Gonumoki leaves."

Different from a gonumoki roll, it was a Dafuku cake.

It is a post-meal dessert, so it is almost a mouth size but prepares three flavors. To distinguish it, one had a red mark and the other had a black mark on his head.

"Gonumoki rolls, wedding feasts, served, sweets. This confection, how, is it different?

When I sat down, Alvach just asked me that.

"The basic part is a treat that is no different from a gonumoki roll. However, the fabric finishes a lot differently"

Gonumoki rolls cake the cooked chaska, twirl the filling, and steam even more.

But this Dafuku cake dries the raw chaska, and then grinds it, powders it, and then trims it with water, and then it heats up.

When I explained it that way, Alvach nodded "I see".

"Then it will be textured, flavored, and different. Finish, it's fun."

"Yes, if you like, I'm fortunate. The red mark is aloof and the black mark will taste like gigigi"

Of course, I can't put the whole arrow fruit in this size, so I'm twirling the candied fillet with the ray fruit.

Gigi flavor is a chocolate filling that goes without saying. This was Tul-Din's willingness to try a blend of koshian and chocolate.

The remaining plain Dafuku cakes are not to be said to be crushed. Having already finished the tasting, I knew I was no better than the three finishes.

As far as my physical sense is concerned, Dafuku cakes have a softer texture than gonumoki rolls.

Do you have the impression that Gonumoki rolls are more elastic and have a strong natural flavor of Chaska?

And the Dafuku cake is molded with a hand covered with chatch powder when single-chestnut flour, so it is also mixed in the dough. It also felt like it was slightly teeth-cutting.

They also end up putting chatching powder on the main body of the Dafuku cake so that the dough doesn't snap onto the vessel. It was also a small discrepancy with the Gonumoki roll.

"Oh, this is delicious! I do remember eating a similar treat at a wedding feast... but yeah, just a little bit, isn't it chewy? Anyway, it's delicious!

Tomorrow, Polearths looked pleased.

Malstein, who carried plain Dafuku cakes stabbed with wooden skewers into his mouth, is called "Hmm."

"This is a strange texture. This is Chaska again, isn't it?

"Yes, I'm finishing up Chaska in the shape of a cake. It may be a much different finish than the chatch cake I served before."

"Chatchy... oh, that half-transparent, incredible treat? Um, that treat didn't stick like this, and then it slipped down my throat."

After stating so, Malstein smiled alot.

"But this sweet is also delicious. And it's incredible. Is this also, with Asta's conveyed moves, a lump of Tour-din?

"Yes, and it was Rimi-Lou who helped me"

"That's brilliant. When Eurifia is about to make a scene again with the Tea Party."

Speaking of which, I feel like the Tea Party has been shabby here lately. Thinking that way, sneaking back at the Eurifias, there was Odifia moving her mouth without expression and Tour-Din watching over it.

"... how about it, Odifia?

When Tour-Din inquired, Odifia nodded silently. With those poor lips closed, it looks like they are chewing on the Dafuku cake.

"Just a nod. Then you don't get it, do you? Tell us properly in words, Odifia."

Even if Eurifia nods, it doesn't change how Odifia looks. Apparently, he spared swallowing the confectionery because of it.

"Damn, you're a troubled kid....... but is Odifia feeling conveyed?

"Yes, of course."

All I could see from my position was Thur-din's back, but the voice was engulfed with signs of great joy.

Odifia, after all, stares at Tour-Din with her gray eyes. If you are a straightaway Tul-din, you will surely also be able to see the light glittering in its eyes.

After I saw them, I pulled my gaze back.

At the same time, heavy voices were poured from overhead.

"Extremely delicious. Every confection was harmonious, brilliant"

"Thank you. Speaking of which, this was the first time you had served sweets made with Gigi leaves."

"Um. Gigi flavor, felt strong. However, it is unclear what kind of fine work, was being exchanged. Mystery, I want to commend you."

Gigi leaves with chocolate. I'll give it to you. I'm blending it with Koshian this time. If Gigi leaves were only used for tea, even in Gerd, it might indeed have been a stunning one.

"I want to shun, speak, avoid... but it is, indeed, a mystery. Chaska, Gigi leaves, both, flavors that are ingredients of Sim but have no idea, are complete"

And even Nanaqem said so.

Those purple eyes stare at me as I peek in.

"Asta, one thing, I'd like to hear... us, Chaska, this kind of craftsmanship, would it be possible?

"Yes, of course. The procedure is just as explained, so if you don't mind, can I also tell you a fine amount, etc?

Then Alvach rode out the giant, blocking it between me and Nanaqem.

"Those, secrets, aren't they necessary? Would it be cooks, knowledge, property?

It is a dialogue similar to that of Varcus.

But I let him shake his head, "No."

"When it comes to the delicious eating of Chaska, there is the aspect that was originally commissioned and devised by the nobles of Genos. You know, it's published in Castle Town about cooking methods that stay grainy."

"So... Genos, in property?

Alvach and Nanaqem's gaze is directed towards Malstein at the same time.

Malstein, who had just laid his hands on the last one of the Dafuku cakes, swallowed it before smiling.

"We leave it to the Polearths to disseminate the ingredients. I'd like you to confirm that."

"Yes, Chaska's cooking methods, which are finished as grains, are communicated in writing to the Castle Town cooks. Will you also publish how to make this mochi sweet?

"Yes, but because this cake is so sticky, there were a lot of people in my hometown who would let me cramp their throats and die. I would like to ask for a circular, taking due account of the dangers."

"Now let me just write to the clerk. And when it comes to telling the Gerd people what it's all about… I'm an aide, so I have to take note of the Foreign Secretary, but of course there won't be any problems. Shaska's new cooking methods have come to Gerd's knowledge, and it won't hurt Genos."

To the words of Polearth, both names of Gerd gave a salute. I don't know because it's faceless, but it looks like it's floating somewhat.

(It's an honor to be so happy with the people of Chaska origin)

If this helps to deepen the ties between Genos and Gerd, I am fortunate.

With that in mind, I put my hands up to let myself taste the Great Fukuki, and I was to be noticed the staggering of gaze that had erupted without sound there.

Fermes is staring at me.

And I'm eye-fa screwing around about Fermes like that.

Fermes' eyes were filled with lukewarm light, and Ai-Fa's eyes were filled with stabbing light.

"Um... what can I do for you?

When I grabbed the hand I was trying to flaunt and asked, Fermes smiled as he woke up from his dream.

"Oh no...... I was just blurring to see what kind of land Asta's home is. I can't believe there were so many accidents that stuck food in my throat."

"Yes. The cake is soft, so it's probably easy to illuminate if you seem to swallow it easily. I use this confectionery prepared today as a thin fabric, so you shouldn't be afraid of it, but it seems like you need to be very careful with it anyway."

"Really?" Fermes hid his hazel eyes behind his eyelids as he lifted his forehead.

Was Fermes in a state of oblivion just because I said "home"? If so, it is a much more hypersensitive reaction.

And Ey-Fa's reaction to Fermes is still hypersensitive, too. In this setting, where ties are deepened everywhere, the relationship between the two could not be seen as any sign of improvement.

"He is a cook by the woods, handsome, brilliant.... Raina-Lou, Sheila-Lou, and, Tour-din, words, I want to tell you, what do you think?

"Ah, yes. So for now, shall we move our seats? I'd like to start with Raina-Lou and Sheila-Lou."

I thought it would be just the right cooling period and I stood up nodding Ai-Fa and Limi-Lu.

I sneak up on Ai-Fa as I head over to the Raina-Lou's.

"Hey, you okay, Ai-Fa? Haven't you been in a nearby seat with Fermes the whole time?

"That's not true. He would have weighed himself down in order not to slap him in the mouth."

Answering that way, Ai-Fa is about to let her lips hang.

Looking up at it, Rimi-Lou was laughing "haha".

"That guy, he just cared about Asta. It was like a bunch of women hoping to get a son-in-law."

"Oh, really? I didn't really feel Fermes gaze..."

"Yeah. I've been watching Asta chatting with other people for a long time, too, huh? That guy really loves Asta!

After saying it that way, Rimi-Lou pulled Ai-Fa's hand. When Ai-Fa folds herself as she tilts her little neck, she whispers to its ear.

"But I like Asta because I'm an eye-fa, it's okay"

I could hear those words whispering.

Ai-Fa turns Rimi-Lou's head crooked as he turns his face bright red. Rimi-Lou had a pleasant "squeaky" voice.

Either way, the salute dinner party is coming to an end.

For many people this would have been a fruitful time.

It is a shame that the Alvakhs will return home, but I would like to look forward to that day if you say you will visit again not far away.

Silhouel's Hurricane Party committed an unforgivable crime - but it is also possible that such an important bond sprouts from it. I could heartily rejoice in the strangeness of that fate.