The Other World Dining Hall

When the chillin 'chillin' and bells rang, the shopkeeper who was shopping in the kitchen accidentally looked at the clock.

The time is 6: 30 a.m. It was too early from the time Aletta usually came.

"Store owner, there is!?

Immediately after that, I hear voices coming from the entrance.

To the voice, the shopkeeper sounded familiar.

Not so much a regular, but sometimes a flashy, young daughter's guest. The name is definitely Faldania.

I'm impressed by the fact that she's a predator who can't eat meat and fish at all (thanks to the fact that she's an elf species) and has worked out a lot of ideas to cook.

She said she was a high school girl but an elf herself, so maybe she's a lot older than she looks.

"Yes, please wait a moment"

Well, whatever it is, it's a customer.

The shopkeeper goes to the dining room with a voice... looking at the guests a little strange.

There were two guests standing at the entrance.

Faldania with a long blonde ear elf with a bow down her shoulder, well this is good.

The problem is that there was an unfamiliar customer right behind it.

Pa, look, Fardania and her daughters around the age not so far apart. I have long ears, so maybe it's the one called Elf.

He's wearing regular clothes, like Aletta usually wears.

He's trying to hide from his usual elf daughter, but he's only a little taller than Faldania, so he's not hidden away.

"This one's with me. I'd rather have a meal than that, but is everything okay now?

"Yeah, well. May I have a moment, please?

You must have perceived the confusion of the shopkeeper, Faldania asked with a faint face and the shopkeeper nodded.

"Okay. And I'll take care of the food, but this kid doesn't like meat, fish, eggs, milk, either, so don't use it."

Tell the store owner what he needs, turn around and tell him to take him.

"Alice, I'm coming. It's okay, because the only people here are sure of their culinary skills, and the elves can cook delicious dishes."

"... yeah"

Keep your hands where I can take them, show them to their seats, and let them sit.

"Go ahead. In the meantime, I brought you some lemon water and an omelet. Please wait a moment if you are cooking. There's just a few things I can make, okay?

Yeah, I'll take care of it.

I take it because the owner brought warm cloth and cold water.

"Okay. Then take your time."

After the shopkeeper walks away saying so, Faldania looks at the 'young girl' in front of her, wiping her hands.

I still think it's cowardly quality, anxiously, but I can't help but look around at her curiosity, and it's something I've picked up a hell of a lot.

(You got it. I don't have any experience babysitting)

Fardania, who was not an uncommon only child in the elves, doesn't know how to deal with it and is puzzled.

Why this happened goes back to last night during the night camp.

From all over, Alice was lost in the woods, frightened to hear the beasts.

(Why? Why?

I get a whirl in my head. Thirty years after I was born.

My father and mother keep telling me my brothers and sisters, other villagers keep telling me 'I'm weak' and I think I am too, Alice, but there's still something I can tell.

(Was it done? What to do, what to do!?

The gray, darkened woods look around, but the woods of the night with no moon or stars are just wrapped in darkness and you can't see anything.

Alice still doesn't have the wisdom to avoid walking around with depletion of health.

I just want to escape this dark darkness, clear my pointy ears, and wander through the woods as I fall over and over again.

Alice is born in a small, half-elf village in the corner of the Principality.

The Principality, which is slightly more prone to 'replacement child' than other countries because of its ancient history and tradition, has more half elves than other countries.

Because of this, the half-elves, begun by society, have come together to create villages, and the proportion of them living in detail is higher than in other countries.

The half-elves gathered in that way marry one another and exchange the sons of the half-elves to maintain the village.

Alice was also a daughter born of such half-elf parents.

But Alice was different from the other villagers...... in a bad way.

At least when she was born, she was still even welcomed as a daughter who had no problems, rather a little more magical than normal.

But over the years, it turns out that Alice is' special in a bad way '.

Alice was an idiot. At the age of twenty, at the age of thirty, he did not possess half the wisdom of the others, and he repeatedly made the mistakes that his children would soften.

Alice was clumsy. Around the age, Alice couldn't do the chores that even her daughter, ten or twenty years younger, would do easily.

Alice was a predator. I didn't like the milk the cows kept in the village gave me, and I just looked at them because of the smell.

... that way, Alice continued to live in her parents, even when she was old enough to grow up and even exchange children, whether they were other villagers or not.

And Alice was abandoned when her parents lost their lives saying that the epidemic that struck the village was as cute as a bad child with half of the village's inhabitants.

At this difficult time when we have to rebuild the village from now on, there was no room in the village to provide for a daughter without wisdom who can do nothing.

That's how now Alice was left in the woods, wandering.

(Oh, there's someone!

But that action is more fruitful than good fortune.

Alice's eyes found light in the night forest.

Fardania was camping at night in the woods that day.

Add the mushrooms you've taken in the woods and the danshak fruit you used to buy when you stopped in the city and simmer quickly in the incineration, adding the 'miso' that Chris gave you to the concealed flavor to create the soup.

"... yeah. I wonder if it's something like this."

I took a sip and was satisfied with the flavor, so I put out the burning fire and instead call out the little spirits that emit light to illuminate the area.

Fardania popped out of her hometown forest, not much for a year.

The journey had made Faldania more or less accustomed to travel.

(Well... yeah?

Pickle and Fardanian ears moving as they tried to move to dinner, hearing the bushes make noises of gutter.

"Who? Is anybody here? Come out!

Faldania speaks sharply in the direction of sound as the animals in the woods set up a system of attacks, to a slightly louder sound.

"Yikes!

You were surprised by that voice, people jumping out of the bush, falling.

It was dressed in a miserable clothing...

(... Why are you here, with a child?

Faldania, who sees him, lifts his neck, while releasing his guard.

"Hey, you. Why are you walking away at this hour? It's not the time for a kid like you to walk, is it?

While I give you a hand, I ask.

"Eh. I don't know what to say..."

The girl who answers Fardanian inquiries poorly is only a little taller than herself.

(At this age on the boulder, then you can't explain it properly... there shouldn't have been any elf woods around here, could there?

Looking at Alice like that, Faldania thinks for herself.

There are certainly no elf woods around here.

I honestly want an overnight accommodation, not a night camp or anything like this if there is one.

(then…)

"Could it be you, living in a village around here?

And instead, there is a village around here where half the elves gather, remembering and confirming the rumors I heard when I stopped by the city.

"Yeah. Right?

Faldania somehow perceives the situation to the girl who nods softly.

"Yes... you, what's your name?

"Uh, me, Alice!

Girl who answers well...... Alice.

"Yes. You're Alice...... if you like, do you want this soup?

After answering frankly, I look at the soup Faldania was making and ask Alice, who rattled her belly bug.

"Yeah!"

To Alice, who nodded vigorously at the inquiry, Faldania decided to give her dinner even with a strong preserved bread.

I can't tell you to put up with a kid who's hungry for boulders.

"... ah! This soup is delicious!

(That would be terrible.)

Innocent, Faldania gets angry watching Alice eat a yummy soup that tastes like Alice doesn't know but doesn't smell like her... 'Elf Child'.

Thinking about the story so far, Faldania was getting to the truth.

(Sure, in the human world. Then I've heard that 'replacement kids' have a lot of humans...)

Yes, Alice is a replacement child (changing ring).

Replacement child. A phenomenon in which 'half elves' are born between humans, children between elves but usually only when humans and elves interact.

That replacer has another meaning.

When half elves enter into a covenant with each other and exchange children, there is a higher chance of 'replacements' occurring than between humans and elves.

They come from half-elf parents as' humans' or 'elves', not half-ells.

The more 'human' the child born that way, the less problematic.

Humans grow up faster than half-elves but… i.e. the time it takes to grow up remains the same.

In just fifteen years, you will grow up and be able to stand alone and serve your children.

In contrast, the elves are growing slowly.

An elf who lives a thousand years remains a mentally immature child, physically or mentally, about a hundred years after birth.

(Maybe, the village of half-elf. So, you're out of time)

The elf, which remains almost unchanged from birth to death, has the power to read the approximate age from magic.

In Faldania's view of using that power, Alice has only lived about thirty years, a child.

Probably only really a child compared to humans and half elves of the same year.

And the outside world...... I've also found that thirty years is supposedly quite a long time in the human world.

If you live a hundred years, you live an amazing long life, half an elf and usually a life expectancy in about two hundred years, and only three hundred years are rare.

Alice was dumped because of the difference in time she lived.

(... In the meantime, tomorrow, let's talk)

Faldania blankets softly when she sees Alice, who fills her stomach with soup and freshly begins to sleep because she is tired.

The look was as soft as a mother who thinks of her daughter.

And the next day.

"Hey, wake up. Fall, there's something weird about it."

Faldania was awakened by Alice, who was asleep amidst the bonds between the undead and the monsters to keep them from entering into the inscription, even as the sun rose.

"Mmm. Something happened..."

Faldania woke herself up scrubbing her sleeping eyes, realizing that she was used to seeing it in a way.

"... Speaking of which, there were strangely strong signs of magic here."

Black door with cat painting.

A magical door, apparently occurring where magic accumulated, appeared only a few steps from where Faldania slept.

"Hey, what's that?

"... well, that's not a bad thing."

Fardania says with a smile to reassure Alice, who asks unfamiliar strange things a little uneasy.

"That leads to another world and we have a delicious meal... hey!?

After hearing the explanation halfway through, Faldania follows, surprised by Alice, who went without hesitation to open it with child-specific thoughtful goodness.

The door opens with a chillin 'chillin' and stands to shelter Alice, surprised by the sound, as she enters.

"Store owner, there is!?

Fardania asks sharply, anxious that the customer, as opposed to the customer, doesn't even look like he is being paid, because he is too early from the time he normally uses it.

"... Yes. Please wait."

Fortunately, the owner had already woken up and depended on the cooking.

A voice is heard from the back, and the shopkeeper slowly represents himself.

It took two elves to become guests of a different world cafeteria.

That's how the food arrives just when Faldania finishes her thoughts so far.

"I'm sorry. The rice wasn't cooked yet, so I made it from cold rice."

With that said, put it before Faldania and Alice.

"It's a rice burger with fried kimpy tea. Don't worry, I didn't put any eggs in my clothes."

"Whew..."

Alice raised her delightful voice as she smelled the smell strangely.

A dish I also ate yesterday, a delicious brown soup and something pale yellow sandwiched on a brown plate placed on a beautiful, white stone plate, never seen before.

My stomach is full of delicious smells drifting from it.

"Hey, can I tell you this!?

Unexpectedly, Alice asks Faldania like she said.

"... maybe because it's hot, don't burn your tongue"

"Yeah!"

Listening to the words of Faldania, which slightly broke her face, Alice quickly goes to eat.

I had it wiped with a warm cloth while I waited. Lift the brown one on the plate with my hands.

The smell of a slightly scorching appetite drifting from its brown colour due to its proximity to the nose prompts Alice to tarnish quickly.

I can't stand it anymore.

Alice opens her mouth badly and bumps.

(This, yummy!

At that moment, Alice was surprised by the flavor that spread across her mouth.

The first thing I felt was the taste of something like bread pinched with the utensils inside.

The crisp, slightly stiff skin and the white and soft areas inside loosen up in my mouth.

It was hot. There was no such thing as regular bread. It had a delicious flavour.

Sweet, soggy, smells good, delicious.

The vibrant flavor I felt from the first bite was unknown to Alice and tastier than any I've ever had.

And what was caught in something like that bread is delicious again.

Thinly chopped bright orange curuts and like the root of a tree chopped like a needle, it came in.

When it is chewed, it creases more than the bread part, giving it a sweet, moist and just a little spicy flavour.

That goes with the taste of bread again, and it's delicious.

Alice was selflessly obsessed with eating it if she noticed.

Faldania, on the other hand, was calmly savoring it, thinking she had been done once again.

(... This is baked onigiri, right?)

The identity of the part outside that touched the bread was immediately revealed.

The shape is like a round, flickering plate, but this is a baked onigiri seasoned with shoyu.

The saltiness of the shoyu, the taste of the sea, then the sweetness of a little sugar, the slight aroma of alcohol flown by alcohol.

Faldania knows that its fragrance and flavour, fragrant and daring only a little scorched, will be a treat enough for just that.

(And Kimpira Kakiagi, or something like that. This is an unknown dish)

Judging from the state of the words, a doubly laborious dish that involves wrapping flour clothes dissolved in water in a kimpy dish and frying them in oil in the form of oysters.

(As you can see, the vegetables contain flavor and are baked with kimpyra, and the oyster is the one who put clothes on them and fried them in oil.)

Vegetables that eat the root part are generally susceptible to staining the flavour.

So Faldania knows that it is delicious to add to the soup or season it intensely.

Another, tree-rooted vegetable with a faint earthy smell and a sweet cult.

It is satisfied by adding more clothes and frying with oil to the flavor by flavoring it with a little sugar added shoyu.

(... there you go. This is not enough)

Think as you rinse the soup of the miso that contains the toffee that seems to have been fried in oil and the finely chopped orne (a vegetable that can be taken in the western continent, but has recently been grown in the eastern continent as well), savoured with something of the scent of the sea.

Regardless, previous analyses have been carried out while eating.

And I just got an overview of a street, and the food had already vanished beautifully from the top of the plate.

(For now, I still have room in my stomach...)

Lift your face properly and check.

It was delicious, but worthless.

That feeling is on my face, the face of a young girl.

"… Store owner. Can I get two more plates of the same thing? Me and this kid's share"

"Yes. I'm making it right now, so please wait a minute."

I laugh bitterly at the words of the casual shopkeeper as he feels a little spotty.

(... well, for today, spare this kid, I'll forgive you)

Faldania honestly decides to take a good taste of today's dish called 'Riceburger'.

It's been a long time since I've eaten with someone, mealtime.

That's because it's a precious time for Faldania to continue its lonely journey of exploration.

When the sun is completely climbed, the two come back to their original place.

(I'm about to go to the next city...)

I look at Alice blurring at it as she prepares her journey.

He was abandoned once. Even if I return to the village, I won't be happy.

I just know that, Faldania says these words.

"... if you're interested in cooking delicious dishes... follow me?

We met in the sky of the journey, young compatriots.

If you take him, he'll definitely be a foot wrapper for decades first.

It was also the youth of Faldania who knew it and could not be abandoned.

"... will you be able to make it?

Do you know what Fardanian means or not, Alice comes to visit with a small neck.

"... maybe."

I can't say absolutely. Because I don't even know how to make a show yet.

But Faldania is just overflowing with the desire to make it someday.

"Bye, go"

You conveyed that feeling, Alice softly, takes Fardania's hand.

"Yes. Well, it's nice to meet you from now on. Alice."

Faldania accepts it as if it were nothing and prepares to travel.

In a later life, the girl, who is hailed as the ancestor of elf cuisine, and his most disciple.

It was the moment of their encounter.