Then some time later, we made him serve the Stone Kiln dish again.

With the same momentum as at first, cooking decreases from next to next. The people who had just eaten there were supposed to hear their reputations and push them away.

"That's a lot of noise. Asta, why don't you teach us how to cook this dish someday?

To Lara-Lew, who calls me that way, I said, "Of course."

After ten minutes, we'll resume our tour of Kamadoku. Along the way, I was supposed to run into a bunch of guys who were arguing over something.

"Is that it? What the hell is going on?

It was Vina-Lou and Yumi who were arguing. And Schmiral, who stood in that narrow space, looks back at me in the face of relief.

"Asta, good point, you're here. I'm in so much trouble."

"Yeah, sounds like it. Yumi, what the hell is going on?

"Hmm, it's not a big deal. Vina-Lou is so annoyed, he won't listen to me."

"Nobody's making a fuss... you're just making a fuss on your own...?

These two names must have been a long time ago, and they were quite close. It was only a little disturbing that they were arguing.

"I was just talking to you about this schmiral, wasn't I? Then Vina-Lou misunderstood, so I was just explaining that there's nothing to worry about."

"So no misunderstandings, no worries. Ooh... speculation, please don't say anything unsolicited...?

"'Cause I had a grudge. I was staring at you. There's no way I'm going to let Vina-Lou get away with this."

"So you're saying me and this guy aren't like that...?

Poor Vina-Lou had turned red from face to neck.

Somehow I've captured the situation, and I invite only Yumi.

"Uh, Yumi. Because people by the woods face the colorful shanty in a very nasty way, if you talk too clearly, there will be a wave of wind."

"What? I didn't mean to say anything strange."

"Yeah, but you two haven't even promised a wedding yet, so I think it's gonna get lighter just to call you 'the good guy'"

"What's that! She's a beginner, too!

Yumi shouted so loud that Vina-Lou came at me again.

Schmiral is staring at me with a gruesome eye.

"Anyway, leave the two of you alone. What were you talking about with Schmiral in the first place?

"Well, of course, he was making me listen to his mind. I can't believe you want to be my son-in-law by the woods until you abandon God, because you're my most intriguing opponent right now.... but well, I'll follow Asta here."

After stating it that way, Yumi looked back at the Vina-Lou and the others in a roundabout.

"I'm sorry to bother you! No offense, please forgive me! Because you two think you look great!

Whether you really understood my words or not, Yumi left those words early enough.

Poor Vina-Lou is trembling with a red face and Schmiral is still staring at me. Leaving these two behind was somewhat worrying.

"Yumi is a person in town. I haven't really figured out how to behave around the woods yet. You better not worry too much."

........

"Are you enjoying the feast, too, Schmiral? You've never had a feast this big before, have you?

"Yes, Min and Mufa, wedding feast, accompaniment, forgiveness, but such a big feast, this is the first time"

Immediately after entering the moon of Zhu, a wedding was given in Min and Mufa. At that time, a feast was held in the settlement of Minh, and several members of his family invited him. Only when someone is in a position about Gazran-Rutim will a big banquet be held in the square of Lough.

"Everyone seems happy. I'm a newcomer, but I'm still, I'm happy. Lew's blood, his family, what he could be, his happiness, I think."

"Yeah, really. Harvest festivals are the best celebrations alongside weddings. And it's even the oldest birthday celebration, so everyone will be happy without any more."

Schmiral nodded, "Yes."

The long cape of leather is not wrapped, it is a light outfit. What was different from the rest of the men was that they were lowering a lot of ornaments on their arms and chest and not wearing horns and fang necklaces.

Apparently horns and fang necklaces are given to hunters who have gibbered with their own hands. And while Schmiral is a great contributor using two hounds, he has not yet had the experience of slashing and laying down Gibba with the knife of his hand. Gibba's fur cloak, which he wrapped around during the hunt, was also a story of renting spare parts for his family.

The long silver hair glitters in the light of the burning fire. Schmiral went on to say more about me, looking back at me from the other side of the glitter.

"Besides, Mida-Lou, Oura-Rutim, Zwei-Rutim, the day I was given Mr., I stood up and was glad. I want to encourage you to give me Mr."

"I'm sure if you're Schmiral, you'll recognize it right away. Whatever it is, it's a credit for bringing the hounds to the woods."

Schmiral and I can't even finish talking.

but if you overlap words that are too hard, you're going to get disgusted until me, so I decided to point the water at Vina-Lou as well.

"Vina-Lou, too, was the oldest escort, good luck. Have you spoken of cooking yet?

"Yeah... I was just about to be able to move..."

"Then let's explore Kamado together. I'm only about half way around, too. Schmiral, why don't you join us if you like?

"Thank you. Please, I want to."

That's how we were supposed to tour the square together.

Schmiral and Vina-Lou walk side by side, taking the right distance as unmarried men and women. Being a Sim-born Schmiral known for its length, the height difference would be as high as 20 cm. Vina-Lou's head, coloured with a jade bug-colored vale, only reaches about Schmiral's shoulder.

(If you look at it again like this, it looks a lot better on you)

I got to sneak around inside.

Vina-Lou is blessed with his appearance, which is what 10,000 people admit, and I think Sleek Schmiral should look pretty good. The high nose in the long cut eye and the tight cheeks on the thin lips were also, in light of my aesthetic sensations, well in the male category.

Besides, Schmiral is deposited and has a unique air that calms even those around him. Moreover, the experience of leading a trade union in a young body is that there is plenty of style. Surrounded by woodland hunters who exude life to the point of awesomeness, there was a definite presence that was not inferior.

(Did it take more or less eleven months for the Midas to get Mr. Midas, who were sinners, or Schmiral, who was born in a hometown, which is a time-consuming thing)

But it's Lilyn's head of household, Gillan-Lilyn, who decides that. Moreover, giving you a wedding with Vina-Lou will also require the recognition of Donda-Lou. With Schmiral becoming a family by the woods, three months and a little - it wasn't supposed to be a rushing time yet.

"Ah, Asta! You've finally met me!

And as I stopped by the nearby kamado, there was a mime waiting for me.

Michelle, Barsha and Zida face each other in the rug by its side. Other times, a lot of people were tongue-in-cheek at Mim's cooking.

"The cooking of the stone kiln, I could also speak! Whatever it was, it was unspoken delicious!

"It would be an honor to have Mim say that. In three dishes, which one did you like?

"Eh! I can't choose one of them!... Still, if I were to be forced to choose, would I still burn my hat?"

"Hat-roasted?... Oh, you mean Gratin. Speaking of which, that kind of dish exists in Genos."

"Yes! Cheese is expensive, though I have never spoken of it"

What I said was in Castle Town. It was made of timaro. But I remember saying that I liked it around Pole Earth.

"But you didn't use vanilla in that dish. Hat-roasting in Castle Town should be a dish that has a strong aroma of vanilla on the milk of carons, throws fuwano dough, and covers it with cheese."

Michelle, sitting on the rug, has described it that way with a flabby face.

"That was certainly the kind of dish I cooked for the hat grill I spoke of. But that was my hometown dish called Gratin."

"Hmm. Well, I thought that would happen. That would call for such a reputation in Castle Town."

If I had the opportunity, I would have liked to have it eaten by Pol Earth.

But now, it's more of a mime dish than that.

"Mim, can we have that one, too?

"Yes! I'd love to hear your thoughts on Asta!

Mim served us a cup of cooking that was simmering in an iron pan in a wooden dish.

It has been simmering since noon, it is a juicy dish.

Clear golden color with a smooth oil film on the surface. It was very aromatic and smelled like tail soup.

At the bottom of that soup, various vegetables and giva meat are sunk. Mim doesn't really try to get his hands on expensive ingredients, so it seemed like all the vegetables that were familiar to everyone, like Chatch and Nennon and Pra, were used.

One mouthful of it, Schmiral, quietly expresses his thoughts that it is "delicious".

Vina-Lou, who ate the ingredients with a wooden spoon, raised his voice as if he felt "It's true wow..."

When I never took it from the soup, the aromatic taste spread through my mouth.

Probably taking stock with the bones on Caron's feet. The aroma and flavour are rich, and the aftertaste is refreshing. It has a very elegant taste.

The seasoning seems to be at a minimum. I probably use about salt, sugar and tau oil, but it must only be used to taste exactly right. Instead, there was a hint of Myrmu.

The ingredients are carefully simmered and very soft.

I didn't realize it at first glance, but they also seem to use simas like Gigo and Dycon like Yapotatoes. As far as I'm concerned, Shima, who inhaled so much of this aromatic soup, was so delicious.

And the flesh is the rose flesh of Gibba.

Giva meat is also of a softer nature when simmered again, so it could be chewed as easily as vegetables. The fat part is almost gelatinous and has a puffy texture.

After all, Mim's skill in bringing out the flavor of the ingredients is long gone. Seasonings, meat and vegetables were brilliantly harmonious in Caron's bone stock to enhance your palate.

"Oh, this is delicious... I think it tastes different from the Guiba soup made by the forest people"

"Yes, I repeated the prototype of everything so that the flavor of caron bone stock and giva meat could be reconciled."

Smiling and responding that way, Mim looked back at Zida a little worried.

"Um, how about some flavor?

"Delicious.... or I've been fed a few times at home"

"But by then, I'm also changing the time and flavoring a little bit."

"I don't know such a small change. I have always found this juicy dish to be exceptionally delicious."

"Really," Mim said, glowing her face.

I notice a blush on that cheek, and I lean my neck against that one.

(Speaking of which, I never saw Mim and Zida talking that much... but it's been so long, you live in the same house)

So, Zida is fifteen and Mim is eleven. Mim wasn't old enough to know how the wedding was yet, but somehow it felt like it was the first time she had ever shown such a way of being aware of the opposite sex.

(But mime seems to have a high mental age. Innocence is innocent, but sometimes I feel more like an adult than Lara-Lew)

Whatever the case, I was hoping that the two people in the special position of Forestside Guests were appropriately intimated.

Instead of Zida, who continues to eat in silence, cheerfully laughing Barsha and Michel on the top of the Buddha are quietly exchanging words. This one was about the same age as the other, but most of them lost their companions.

(From Barsha, who was a hunter and threw himself at the bandits, and Michele, who was a famous cook in Castle Town? If I lived normal, I guess I would never have had a chance to show my face)

That's what hiccups interact with in forestside settlements. This, too, seemed an incredible edge.

"Oh, Schmiral. Were you in such a place? I looked for him."

and is called out in the voice of a rampant man.

Looking back, it was the parents of the Lilyn family who stood there.

"You're eating something that looks delicious. Can we have it, too?

"Yes, go ahead! Be careful, it's hot."

Instead of giggling Gillan-Lillin, Ur Ray-Lillin was also smiling secretly.

As always, she is a woman wrapped up in an atmosphere as strange as a fairy. She is very thin, beautiful, and has rare golden brown hair by the woods. I'm not unmarried, so I'm sorry about the ornament.

"As a matter of fact, I was going to take Schmiral around with me to my family. There are only a hundred people in Lew's blood, so we have to take this opportunity to deepen our bonds."

"Yes, thank you for your attention"

After stating it that way, Schmiral saw me better.

"Go ahead, don't worry about me. You can't keep Similar to yourself."

"Yes. Sorry, Asta"

That's how Schmiral looked at Vina-Lou.

Vina-Lou hides the lower half of his face with an empty wooden dish.

"Even about me, you won't have to worry...? The most important thing for you right now is to deepen your bond with your family..."

Then Ur Ray-Lilyn raised her voice, "Oh."

"If you like, Vina-Lou will be with you. I'm glad to see you."

"Yeah......? I would have nothing to do with Lilyn's story...?

"It doesn't matter about the house. I want to be with Vina-Lou myself."

Ur Ray-Lillin enveloped Vina-Lou's arm like flutter and air as he left his partner.

Light watery eyes stare at Vina-Lou in a sort of fantastic light.

"Hey, okay? I want to get closer to you, Vina-Lou."

Is Ur Ray-Lilyn, for one thing, behaving that way to keep Vina-Lu and Schmiral apart?

The sincerity of it was not possible, but even as Vina-Lou, he could not seem to be stubbornly rhetorical.

"So finish your greeting as you tour Kamado? Asta to Ai-Fa, take your time again later."

"Yes. See you soon."

So we set ourselves apart from the Schmirals early on.

I look back at Ai-Fa as I put the wood plate back on the table.

Well, let's get Kamadokuro back on track.

"Uhm."

Somehow today, it felt like other people were rushing to and from the inside of the square.

The harvest festival coincided with the celebration of the oldest and the celebration of his award. So maybe we're supposed to show more excitement than usual.

Along the way, I witnessed a scene where the Mida-Lou and the Mida-Lou were surrounded by different people. Ji-Mayam and the nameless hunters shake up the earthen bottles of fruit liquor, and the women and toddlers have a fun laugh. It's buried in the hedge, but what faces do Zwei-Rutim and Oura-Rutim have?

Also, a short distance away, Yamil-Ray was talking to his younger daughters. Rarely, it seems to behave differently from Rau-Ray. Yamil-Ray, who rarely smiles, but in the distance, she was felt relaxed from the heart.

(I guess everyone else is relieved to be able to give Mr. Digga and Dodd too, hopefully we can get Mr. Dom soon)

Speaking of which, if they are officially recognized as Dom's family, and if Gazran-Rutim's proposal is accepted at the Conference of Parents, maybe they can become blood clans again with Zwei-Rutim and Oura-Rutim. It was also a strange twist.

(I couldn't believe the northern clan and the Lew blood clan would connect the edge of blood at the time.)

After that, he was also different from the Ziza-Lou and Rudd-Lou.

Instead of Ziza-Lou, his companion, Satti Ray-Lou, refrained, and instead of Rud-Lou, he had the appearance of Rimi-Lou and Tara. Sati Ray-Lu and Tara smiling and talking to each other felt so fresh to me.

Sin-Luu and Lara-Luu were eating something while shouldering each other in a less noisy place. In the banquet hall, this is also a sight to be seen often.

We have about a year and three months before Lara-Luu's wedding is allowed. It is Lew's main house, known for its late wedding, but I'm sure Lara-Lew will connect such a theory.

More than a hundred people, with a happy face, have deepened their bonds. Sometimes I joined that circle, sometimes watching from the outside, and I could feel just as happy.

That's how I finished eating the whole dish, and when it was time to settle down somewhere, I was called out, "Whoa."

Yagura is on the opposite side, in the dim near the exit of the settlement, with one of the shadows standing side by side with his hips down waving his hands wide. From its voice and silhouette it was known that it was a yumi.

"Hey, you've been pulling into a lot of quiet."

I'm getting closer to you with Ai-Fa.

but I was surprised not to come along the way. Sitting next to Yumi was Dalm-Lou, not Terrier-Mass.

"Da, Dalm-Lu, what are you doing here?

"... ask your daughter about such a thing"

As I turned my gaze, Yumi shook up the earthen bottle of fruit liquor she was holding in her hand.

"I was talking to you because this guy seemed bored by himself. I tried to make him laugh, but it's hard."

"Hmm. Really?"

Dalm-Lou had a very troublesome face and turned to "Hmm".

"If I wanted to rest somewhere a little quiet, this would be different. It's as weird as being in the middle of a square."

"That's rude of you! It's a feast, let's have some fun!

I was worried sick, so I decided to sit down next to Yumi.

"Um, come on, Yumi, I think I've said this before -"

When I tried to whisper like that, Yumi looked at me laughing.

"I know. Darum-Lou's someone's treat too, isn't he? I don't want to be with the woodland ladies, so I don't need to worry."

But if you two talk intimately out of the circle of people, it could also create an extra misunderstanding. In the meantime, I can no longer move from this place either.

You guessed the situation, and Ai-Fa comes down on the other side too. It is an outfit sidelined in the order of Dalm-Lu, Yumi, Me, Ai-Fa. It was quite an unlikely cartel.

"Are you drinking, too, Ai-Fa? Shall we toast?

"No. I try not to speak of booze at the Lew family feast so that I don't lose my respect"

"What, really? I thought all the hunters by the woods were going to drink! Donda-Lou and Dan-Lutim were amazing drinks!

Speaking of which, I didn't see a bottle of fruit liquor in the earthen hand of Darum-Lou.

If I thought of it as something like that, I would be mocked with a wolf-like glance.

"Whether I drink or not, it doesn't matter to you?

"Oh, no, nothing, I didn't pry into that -"

Maybe you care about one thing about losing your memory with booze? It was memorable that Darum-Lou had muckishly denied one of those matters at the Ball of the Earl of Dalaim.

(That was a welcome party that invited the Yummies, right? I was acting with Sheila-Lou then, but not today)

Where and with whom does Sheila-Lou speak?

When I thought that way and I glanced over the square, the melody of the grass whistle sounded soaring.

There, the tones of Cancon and the subtle percussion also overlap. The people surrounding the ritual fire took out wooden bars, giva bones, and so on and began to beat them rhythmically.

To be invited by its tone, the women entered the center of the square.

All dressed in vibrant banquet costumes, unmarried women. Again, tonight, they're going to perform their dance.

"Wow, that's amazing! Is this the guy who proposed?

"Yeah. Yumi liked to dance too, didn't she?"

"Well," Yumi responded, not trying to move.

Then, Darum-Lou turns his gaze toward Ugandan.

"You said yumi or something. Weren't you hoping to dowry by the woods?

"Yeah. But this is a blood festival, right? I don't think it's the same thing I do."

Yumi smiled calmly as she saw the women starting to dance in the square.

"Not to mention this is a dance for the woodland women to see the men, right? Then I can't stand in your way."

"... sounds more reasonable than I thought"

"Of course you do. I want to get along with everyone by the woods. You have to pull when you should!

Darum-Lou shrugged his shoulders small before turning back towards the square.

A lot of women surround the fire of rituals torched like campfires. They danced loosely and diligently in conjunction with the sounds of Gibba's bones and the nostalgic melodies of the grass whistle.

Ball bug-colored vales and metal ornaments reflect orange flames to create a fantastic twinkle.

Not all hunters are full of vitality. They are also blessed by the grace of the forest. Just as the rhythm of percussion tempered, there appeared a turbulent flametime dance.

Not so many familiar faces. Only unmarried women over the age of fifteen could participate in this dance, and yet there were daughters who met the conditions but did not join.

As far as I can tell, Raina-Lou and Yamil Ray were not part of that dance.

Besides, I don't even see Morn-Rutim. For their own reasons, they don't have to dance to propose, I guess.

In the meantime, I found one of my discerning faces.

It is Sheila-Lou.

Sheila-Lou was dancing.

The movement is smoother and more relaxed than the rest of the women. Now, its arms arc louder than anyone else, and it felt like it was full of strength to the tip of its fingers.

Even Sheila-Lou, like a flower under a secluded moon, can dance like this.

I was kind of stuck in my chest.

Together, there is a danger that he will fall as hard as he can now.

But Sheila-Lou was dancing so hard.

He wanted me to look, he wanted me to love him - as if he was nagging all over his body.

"That's amazing......" he snaps with a voice like Yumi snorted.

Could it be that Yumi is also blinded by Sheila-Lou's appearance?

What about Dalm-Lu and Ai-Fa?

I was particularly curious to see how Darum-Lou was doing, but I couldn't keep my eyes off Sheila-Lou.

Eventually, the percussion tempo is dropped.

As it happened, the melody of the grass whistle also sounded more sad.

In conjunction with those tones, the movements of Sheila-Lou and the others also change quietly, into something refreshing.

And so finally, piiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii

The silence comes and it is soon shattered by the cheers of the people.

The women rose up and gave a salute toward the ritual fire.

As the women gently retreat, Giva's bones are now struck with a bouncing rhythm. Then the little toddlers, the elderly ladies, and even the old men began to dance as they liked.

"Oh, can anyone make a scene about this?

"Yeah. Apparently, you do. I think I used to only dance with the unmarried ladies... but I wonder if I started making these times because I enjoyed the welcoming feast that brought the yummies"

"Well, I'll be there, too! Terrier-Mass needs to pull out too!

Yumi ran off the spot.

That and the replacement brings the idle shadow closer without sound.

That, of course, was Sheila-Lou.

Sheila-Lou stood in front of us - no, Dalm-Lou - with her shoulders small up and down.

There is sweat on my face and neck.

Sheila-Lou knelt before Darum-Lou as he combined his hands under his chest.

Soft - very soft lighted eyes staring straight at Dalm-Lou.

The face seemed to smile calmly, and also desperate to cry.

"Darum-Lou, I 'm-"

In a whispering voice, Sheila-Lou said so.

Darum-Lou stares back at Sheila-Lou silently.

Sheila-Lou closed her eyelids once.

Then I opened my eyes and said it a little louder, again.

"Darum-Lou, I have danced only for thee"

Darum-Lou shook his shoulder in a stunned manner.

Those blue eyes look at Sheila-Lou as she eats in.

"Sheila-Lou, did you-- did you know about the parents, Donda or Meer Ray?

"... Huh?

Sheila-Lou tilts her little neck like she's a little confused.

Darum-Lou put his hand on his forehead and tied his mouth firmly.

An ancient wound to the right cheek only brings up the colour of blood clearly at all times.

So, after a few seconds of silence - Darum-Lou replied with just a few shivering voices.

"... I was just looking at you, too"