ăAll these food items theyâre offensive to the eye.ă
ăOh that.ă
Everyone silently nodded in agreement, not having much to add to Tatsuyaâs observation. They were sinking their teeth into some beefy-legged salmon â a type of salmon characterized by their muscular legs which were sturdy enough to run up entire cliffs had the need arised, thus the name. Taking this factor into consideration it was hardly surprising why no one felt it necessary to raise their voices in objection.
While there was a real life equivalent of salmon that most are familiar with they were currently out of season, the beefy-legged salmon, on the other hand, were conveniently in-season. There were still around two weeks of time before the run kicked into full gear but some impatient early starters that wanted to get ahead of the curve had already put on their running shoes
ăWouldnât you find it a tad bit off putting if the salmon in your rice ball looked like, whatever this is supposed to be?ă
ăI means ya gots beefy-armed salmon runninâ amuck which means they ainât some freak accident so how âbout ya cut them some slack, eh?ă
ăFirst of all why is it that different body part variations even exist to begin with? Clearly whatever evolutionary purpose they were meant to serve would have been carried out more efficiently with a full set of limbs, kind of like a gill-man.ă
ăNow that you mention it, that is odd, isnât it?ă
Makoto concurred with Tatsuyaâs astute observation. If they had just went down the gill-man route it wouldâve been a lot easier to maintain suspension of disbelief then when theyâre so bizarrely incoherent on a fundamental level.
ăGill-man, you say?ă
ăWhat about it?ă
ăDo you think theyâd taste good?ă
ăFirst of all no, second of all whyâs that the very first question to pop up in your mind?ă
ăBefore we buckle down ta discussinâ that I thinks itâd be worthwhile ta ponder the moral dilemma if it was to hypothetically be consider a humanoid.ă
Hiroshi voiced his concern just as the conversation on whether or not gill-man meat would taste good began picking up steam. Makoto and Tatsuya began pondering on the matter.
ăThatâs a good question.ă
ăWell if it could convey its will with words itâd be a humanoid, if it acted blindly on feral instinct alone then itâd be a monster, or something along those lines?ă
ăThat sounds like a good startinâ point although I thinks youâre forgettinâ that even some monsters are technically considered humanoid.ă
ăWell if we were to extend our definition of humanoid to include goblins and the ilk thereâd be a high chance that theyâd get labelled as such.ă
The group took this abstract food for thought and completely gorged on it. A more down to earth person would only begin to worry about such philosophical conundrums once the necessity arose but they were anything but.
ăIâm starting to think that maybe there are too many unaccountable variables to reach a conclusion on this one without seeing the real thing in action.ă
ăSounds about right.ă
Their heated discussion ended with a very obvious realization. The only consensus they did manage to gather is that if it did turn out to be a monster theyâd definitely be all over that meat.
ăNow, back to the matter at hand.ă
ăHmm?ă
ăI think itâd be a really nice change in pace to come across produce thatâs just normal in every sense of the word and is not in any way going to self-destruct when cooked improperly or is not a beefed up fish but only in parts. What do you all think?ă
ăItâs a fantasy setting, anything goes.ă
Haruna blurted out a remark that would make any fantasy writer worth their salt turn in their grave.
ăHaruna, If I could just say one thing.ă
ăYes? What is it?ă
ăJust because itâs fantasy doesnât give it the right to have no internal logical coherenceă
ăI mean, what other explanation do you propose?ă
At that moment Tatsuya had to restrain himself from repeating the same point he had made but louder and in a more fed-up tone. Fantasy settings as a whole, across all mediums, didnât exactly go around making up all kinds of in-universe edibles instead opting to use whatever was native to earth. The farthest theyâd possibly go would be counting dragon meat as an edible but under no circumstances would a root lotus that posed a serious life threat, if one was to rub it the wrong way, ever exist.
ăThis has been on my mind for quite some time now but how exactly are you all okay with oh so casually digging in on food made from fluorescent green vegetables without a single care in the world?ă
ăOh, that? We got used to that kind of thing in about a monthâs time.ă
ăYa and Mio might not be aware but summerâs in-season produce is, for the most part, not for the faint of heart.ă
ăSo thatâs why Makoto didnât find any of this off-putting, huh?ă
ăSomething like that.ă
Tatsuya and Mio got sucked just in time for September â a time where mostly produce native to earth are in-season. Thatâs why they didnât get the chance to get familiar with all those fever-dream like veggies and fruits, meanwhile the others were âfortunateâ enough to reach Wullâs in midsummer â a time where rusted up metallic cabbage-like things and veiny, beefy-looking watermelons were at their peak freshness. Although prevent rot could keep out of season produce fresh it could only go so far and thatâs why the city market was, as expected, mostly dealing in in-season produce and the occasional cereal. Without implementing these into oneâs diet there was only so much variety an average meal course could have, not to mention that food expenses would also go up significantly.
Thatâs why Hiroshi and Haruna decided that it was about time to get over their fears and simply started trying every single one of them out left and right. This little habit has stuck with them to this day, what with them trying their luck at serving whatever they can get their hands on. As for Makoto she managed to throw away any pickiness she had left in her by the time she got with Haruna by haphazardously trying out everything that was put in front of her in a Russian roulette fashion. Due to a personality quirk of hers Makoto was always hell-bent on cleaning out her plate, no matter the cost and well, the rest is history.
Because the two never had to go through such excruciating pains to get a bite to eat and due to the fact that they had professional cooks making meals for them, neither Tatsuya nor Mio were ever in a position where they had to step out of their taste comfort zone. In Mioâs case she at least had the whole food taster and cooking thing going for her meanwhile Tatsuya, who didnât engage in either, never even really had a chance to lay eyes on any of that bizzaro produce.
In a sense him grumbling about this was indicative of his privileged position.
ăYa can get wyvern meat down ya throat just fain but the moment some slightly ominous looking veggie hits the table ya suddenly lose it now?ă
ăWyverns are staple fantasy creatures, rock boar meat wasnât offensive to the eye.ă
ăIf youâre going to be bringing up the fantasy card whenever itâs convenient for you whatâs stopping us from doing the same?ă
They grinned upon hearing Harunaâs retort. She wasnât off by any means, after all, whoâs going to argue that say some brightly colored tuft of grass doesnât fall in line with the spirit of fantasy? What they are likely to get hung up on is using that grass as an edible, thatâs not really a thing in most fantasy settings.
ăTatsuya I think itâd be a wiser move to just accept things as they are.ă
ăGuess so.ă
ăThat being said I do think itâd be a nice change in pace if the ingredients we happen to come across were pleasantly surprising like maitake or bok choy back home for once instead of the, well, usual.ă
Makoto voiced her nostalgic memories of some of the ingredients that were once unavailable in Japan which became widely accessible after advances in agricultural and transportation technologies.
ăI donât think thatâs as a far cry as you might think.ă
ăDarl and Forre might have what youâre looking for.ă
ăThatâs one heck of a distance weâd have to coverâŠă
Tatsuya said with a thousand yard stare, directed at nothing in particular. The elf villageâs produce was, for the most part, completely normal, although the few bad apples stuck out like a sore thumb in Tatsuyaâs eyes whoâs suspension of disbelief wasnât as developed as the rest quite yet.
ăEnuff with alla this food talk, we have better things to be worryinâ about.ă
ăNot like complainingâs gonna get me anywhere, I suppose. Fine, Iâll drop the issue.ă
Tatsuya begrudgingly dropped the issue. Hiroshi wasnât exactly known for being this direct but when it came to more urgent matters itâs as though heâd switch into responsible hero mode.
ăHowâre things movinâ along on yaâlls end?ă
ăWell weâve managed to clear out all the hunter trees from spots where they might cause some real damage.ă
ăThat and weâve frozen any man eater roots we could find through good old manual labor, except the ones blocking off the entrance to the temple.ă
ăSounds like youâve been makinâ progress.ă
Tatsuya and Mio travelled all the way from the elf village to the goblin, forest giant and fairy villages and cleared out any hunter trees along the way that mightâve posed a threat to passing by villagers. Forest giants had a high chance of escaping with their lives in tact but goblins and fairies, due to their smallish stature, were particularly vulnerable to not only hunter trees but man eaters as well.
Any other animal type monster they just left to be. For one it would take an unreasonable amount of time to thin out all of their numbers not to mention the potentially devastating impact this might have on the local ecosystem.
ăAnd how are things on your end?ă
ăIt be nearinâ completion, so long as everythinâ goes accordinâ to plan those thingsâll be wiped clean off the face of the earth.ă
ăWell arenât you making strides. When are we be going to be carrying out this plan of yours?ă
ăIf everythinâ goes smoothly tomorrow morninâ. Thereâs no guarantee thatâll be the end of it though, so youâd better prepare for the worst.ă
They nodded in affirmation. Whether itâs a game or a story events like this never just end peacefully, thereâs always a catch. While there werenât any tangible signs of it being a part of some bigger conspiracy it was a stretch to believe that it just occurred naturally without any underlying cause.
ăIf weâre going to be preparing for the worst what kind of worst do you have in mind? Personally I donât think weâre walking into any sort of scheme, so we can comfortably cross that one off.ă
ăBased on experience Iâd say thereâs a good likelihood we might walk into a forest dungeon.ă
ăMind elaborating?ă
ăDonât you find it odd how eerily peaceful it is despite the man eater infestation?ă
Hiroshi and Haruna latched on to the argument and began solemnly nodding. It was rather odd how that many carnivorous plants managed to maintain their numbers for close to thirty years at this point without completely impregnating the environment with their miasma. From what Hiroshi and Mio had gathered, the local feng shui wasnât in line with the path to the temple, which meant that the miasma exuded by the man eaters was being used for something other than contaminating the feng shui.
ăNow that ya mention it wouldnât surprise me one bit if the path just spontaneously lead into a dungeon, all the building blocks are there.ă
ăThatâs why Iâll need you and Mio to think of an escape plan in case things do go south.ă
ăAye, will do.ă
ăRoger.ă
The two decided to put their trust in Makotoâs assessment. Even if it proved to be off the mark itâs always better to be safe than sorry.
ăWell then, I suppose we better get back to business. Me and Makoto will be scouting out the area, Hiroâs gonna be busy with his thing and Haruna and Mio are⊠What are you two going to be doing?ă
ăIâll prep for a dungeon run.ă
ăI guess Iâll help out with the farm work.ă
ăThat settles that then.ă
They nodded in agreement and began going their own ways. If everything went as planned their five day stay at the elf village was about to come to an end.