Foreigner’s Mistake

Chapter 14: Disturbance ~ 03

Chapter 14: Disturbance ~ 03

I took out a huge amount. ...... I ended up having to wipe myself again. ......

Well, I guess that's a good thing.

What came in response to Satoru's light words was a cold stare. However, at times like this, Satoru's nerves are thicker than a wire rope made of steel wire. He doesn't seem to endure the gaze at all, and stretches one more time.

After sexual desire, comes appetite. What about you? You can stay in the room, if you want.

....... No, I'll stay in the shadows. That way, if something happens, I can deal with it immediately.

You're right. I'd feel a lot safer if you did.

She had been amazed, but the unexpected words made Leia's heart beat faster. Good grief, I don't know if this Lord knows how to treat a woman or not. Occasionally, he would say something that would shoot right through the center of my heart, and I couldn't handle it.

The only thing that bothers her is that he sometimes treats Leia like a girl instead of a woman.

The clothes were covered by Leia's magic, and with Minerva on his shoulders again, Satoru descended the stairs. At the sign of people, innkeeper old man noticed the noise and peeked down the stairs, giving Satoru a cheerful smile.

Oh. Food's ready!

He knew immediately. Satoru's nostrils were already tingling with the delicious smell. He quickly takes his place at the counter, and the old man quickly arranges the dishes on the table.

It looks delicious.

The bowl seemed to be made of wood. A spoon was also served, also made of wood. The menu consisted of a brown stew with lots of vegetables, two loaves of black bread, some kind of fried meat, and a fruit similar to a lime.

It was my wife's homemade dish. I guarantee you it tastes good.

Apparently, this bald-headed man with the big face has a wife.

What would you like to drink? 1d of Sriram tea, 2d of ale, and 4d of wine, all in mugs.

He doesn't know what kind of drink "Sriram tea" is, but since he's not a strong drinker, he choose it without hesitation.

Oh, and maybe some raw meat for this guy.

Satoru stroked Minerva's neck with his fingers. Minerva seemed to enjoy the caress of Satoru's fingers and cleared her throat.

Poultry, right? All in all, 3d.

Satoru took out three copper coins from his sachet, placed them in front of the old man, and immediately took a spoonful of the stew.

The seasoning was a little strong. It was similar to demi-glace sauce, but it was richer and went well with the well-cooked vegetables. The meat was tender and melted in his mouth, and the fat from the meat melted on his tongue, creating a luscious taste. He picked up half a loaf of bread and dipped it in the stew. ...... It's absurdly delicious.

......Yep, it's delicious

This is the only thing that Satoru muttered to himself and immersed himself in his meal. It's something to brag about. That's what it tastes like. A mug of pale yellow-green tea was placed by Satoru's side, and innkeeper old man watched him dutifully.

Innkeeper old man looks on in dismay as he watches Satoru's daring. He also puts down a small portion of raw poultry. The chicks of the flying dragons came down quickly and stuck their mouths into the plates. This one is also a hearty eater.

Oi, oi.......Both the master and servant are eating amazingly well.

I guess when you're that big, the amount of food you eat is differentThe murmur that escaped his lips did not seem to reach Satoru's ears.

It was the first decent meal Satoru had had in a while, and if it tasted good, he would have been tempted to gobble it up.

Can I have one more meal?

After quickly emptying his plate of stew and devouring a loaf of bread, Satoru looked covetously at the innkeeper old man. The old man looked at the glutton in front of him in amazement.

Are you serious? No, I'd welcome it if you'd pay for it.

Satoru immediately takes out money from the sachet.

That was 6d, right?

5d is fine. Heey

Laughing at how much he ate, the innkeeper old man called out to the kitchen in the back and retreated to the back. He seemed to be talking to his wife, but soon brought more stew and bread. He said the fried food would have to wait, and placed it in front of SatoruThe Innkeeper old man looked at the young man with a look of dismay as he filled his stomach with the same healthy dare as the first bite.

It is said that adventurers' bodies are their capital, but even so, he ate quite a lot. The Dwarves are known for their gluttony. He drank his mug of tea in one gulp, and the old man laughed and poured him another cup of tea. He smiled at Satoru, who was about to reach for his sachet, and said, "That's service".

It makes the restaurant happy to have such a pleasant and tasty meal.

Are you an adventurer?

Right. What else does I look like?

Satoru replied as he chewed the fried food. The meat was a little stringy, but the more he chewed, the more the flavor came out, and it was also delicious.

No? It's just, it's unusual for adventurer to be alone.

This is a town at the forefront of the deepest labyrinth. It's not uncommon to find adventurers here, but most of them are in parties of four or six, and coming to this town alone is a bit unusual, the old man said.

I heard that it's hard to make money in this labyrinth. It's hard to get there, and it's hard to get back even if you quit halfway. Anyone who dares to go through that labyrinth must be a real daredevil.

Putting another plate of fried food on the table, the old man looked at Satoru. Of course, Satoru's hand immediately went to the fried food.

I don't want to take on this challenge alone, as you can imagine. I just happened to be in the neighborhood, so I thought I'd drop by. I was hoping to get some information on that labyrinth.

Ah, then here's a map to the top of Galmul, 10d.

Oh. I'll buy it then.

He doesn't really need it at all. But since he was acting like that, he figured it was a necessary expense, so he took out the copper coins again from the sachet and offered ten to the old man. He took the copper coins and handed him a rolled up piece of parchment from under the counter. It was quite old.

Well ..., I have flying dragon with me

He look down at Minerva, who is biting into a fruit similar to a lime and devouring a small portion of raw bird meat in a single-minded effort. Incidentally, it is said that a shrunken monster like this has enough food in its own size. However, if you don't give them food as soon as they return to their original size, they'll feel very hungry.

"Oh," the old man replied, looking a little reminiscent.

It was about ten years ago, I think. It seems that the herd leader has been replaced, and the location of the nest is different from the past. That map is the latest version.

Hee ......

Surely Leia didn't intentionally lead them to the flying dragon's den. Just knowing that for sure was a blessing in disguise. However, he wonder how it is as a manager of the labyrinth that she didn't know that the place had changed after the replacementI knew it. She's a stupid girl.

I've heard that the current master of the flock is quite large. If you can get your hands on some of her eggs or chicks, they'll fetch a hell of a lot of money.

There is no way Minerva, who is still devouring raw chicken meat cut into small pieces next to Satoru, can say that she is that flying dragon, Nushi.

It's a shame to lose your life.

Indeed.

So far, they've been able to have a conversation without any sense of discomfort. Leia was amazed at Satoru's adaptability in the shadows.

As for Satoru, he was not acting in any particular way. He was just trying to have a casual conversation as if he were dealing with a civil engineer or a construction site worker.

"Oh, right, right," Satoru begins.

I'd like to go shopping tomorrow, is there a place that sells food and clothes?

Is it to replenish for your trip? If that's the case, grandmother runs a store behind our house for food. Bread is next door. But ......  I'm not sure about clothes.

The old man folded his arms.

Don't they have any?

No, the store is small, but it's there. It's smaller than our three town halls. But you're a big guy. They probably don't have clothes in your size, so you'll need to be tailored.

Satoru couldn't help but look at his own body; at 177cm, he seemed to be quite large for this world. Leia is about 145 cm, and the innkeeper old man is probably less than 160 cm. I'm sure you'll be happy to hear that.

I see. ...... A big body is also inconvenient at times like this.

I suppose

Satoru smiled fondly at the old man, who laughed gaily, and suddenly heard Leia's voice echoing in his mind.

My Lord. I don't need a reply, so please listen to me. If you buy cloth, thread, and needles, I will sew it for you.

He put his hand to his chin and thought, "Fumu". He doesn't know the extent of Leia's sewing skills, but it would be more meaningful than waiting for the tailoring to be finished in this town.

...... Surely they sell cloth, right?

Well, of course. Flax, wool, or garumul goat.

At least he had heard of flax and wool. The goats are probably a local specialty. He think it's a kind of Angora goat or something like that on Earth. Aside from the lack of synthetic fibers, the fabric seems to be much the same as on Earth.

Worst-case scenario, I'll just buy some cloth, thread, and a needle, and sew a few things in between trips.

By yourself?

I know better than anyone that it doesn't look good on me.

They both laughed at each other. It's funny just to imagine a old man sewing, but in this world, it would be a ridiculous to see a big man, much taller than the average, sewing little by little. On modern Earth, it would be like a professional wrestler saying that his hobby is patchwork.

After eating the poultry, Minerva jumps back onto Satoru's shoulder with a thump and rubs his cheek. It stings a little, but not enough to cause a scratch. When he stroked her head with his index finger, she purred pleasantly. Apparently, she was satisfied.

Satoru also drank the tea that was given to him as a service, and left the table with a "thank you for the meal."

He returned to his room and dressed lightly. Perhaps it was the influence of the magic of illusion, but innkeeper's old man was not suspicious of Satoru's style of jeans and black checkered shirt. I thought it would be better to just use that magic, but Leia told him that the effect of the illusion magic is short-lived, and the spell is immediately lifted by the slightest thing. It's not easy to reapply the spell every time, he replied, nodding.

By the way, Leia. Did you know how to sew?

Well, yeah. When I was a human, I was told that it was a woman's thing to do.

In this kind of historical background, it's not surprising that sewing is considered a woman's pastime. However, what made Satoru feel a little uncomfortable was the fact that, as he had already mentioned, Leia was from a very noble background. He was surprised that a woman of such noble origins would have a taste for sewing.

When I summoned my Lord, I had to send something in your place. As a substitute, I sent a quilted coaster that I had hand-knitted.

Huh, Satoru couldn't help but let out a pause.

...... What is it then? In the place where I was, there is a quilted coaster instead.

That's what I meant.

Leia nodded her head, "Yep". The quilted coasters themselves were not unusual in his original world, but they seemed to be out of place.

Satoru suddenly thought. He wondered if Alice would have taken the coaster home with her.