Hiiro muttered while looking at the sign of a store.
âOh, theyâre selling quite the rare fruit!â
âHello, please come closer!â
The stall owner, an energetic old man was radiating with courtesy. Muir looked at the âȘBurning Peach Candyâ« displayed at the stall with sparkling eyes.
âOld man, give us three!â
âSure thing! Ohh, the little missyâs cute, so Iâll give you an extra big one!â
âTh- Thanks⊠Ehehe.â
Muir spilled a happy smile.
âIs it good?â
âYeah, you bet~ The fruit is shaped like a burning fire and while itâs candy, itâs soft enough to masticate it. Well, youâll understand how burning it is once you try it.â
Being told so. Hiiro ate a mouthful. He certainly could bite it off easily and its taste spread in his mouth while he chewed it. Then suddenly something popped inside his mouth.
âMh?â
âHehe, surprised? The prickling on the tongue is the secret of the âȘBurning Peachâ«!â
This flavour was addicting for sure. It was damn sweet, yet a treat to your taste buds. This was surely popular with the kids. Muir too was holding her cheek with an entranced expression.
âOkay! Onto the next one!â
Arnold took the lead and the other two followed him.
(So this is a festival. If it got good food, it isnât all that bad)
Hiiro never went to a festival back in Japan, so he was quite drawn to this new experience. Though it was typically for him to wish that this crowd wasnât here.
A lot of stalls were similar to the ones in Japan, like a shooting range or drawn lots. Muir was enjoying it to the fullest, but after walking around for a while, Hiiroâs mentality finally started to reach its limit.
(Aw, this sucks. People bump into me and step on my feet⊠Canât they all disappear?)
His thoughts started to wander into dangerous waters. Then he spotted a rather large stall. The sign of the stall read as following:
âȘHappiness Shark Sandwichâ«
Arnold, looking at the same sign, showed a surprised expression.
âN- No way⊠THAT Happiness Shark?â
âYou know it?â
âYeah, of course! Itâs an ingredient each cook would like to prepare at least once!â
Hiiro presumed that it must be something really good from his excited attitude.
âListen, the Happiness Shark only lives in the âȘGreat Bull Seaâ«. Moreover, only at its deepest part, so it rarely comes up to the surface. Itâs like super rare, but it appears for a short while for laying eggs. It body has a beautiful pink colour and a jade-green horn on its head. Itâs said that every single part of its body, be it the horn or fangs, can eaten!â
Arnold spoke with passion, but Hiiro basically had no interest in animals, so it went in one ear and out the other.
âSo, is it good?â
âOf course! Listen, its taste is said⊠to top even the âAqua Hound Meatâ!â
âBuy it. Now.â
In an instant, Hiiroâs look changed to something close of a killing intent.
âS- Sure.. b- but.â
âWhat?â
âLook there.â
âMh?â
Arnold pointed at a cylinder lottery like you often saw at shopping districts.
âThey have a limited stock⊠so you have to win that to eat it.â
âSay⊠what!?â
A shiver run all over his body. Coming all the way here and not getting to eat this delicious food? Hiiro bit his lips on this torture.
âEach person has one try and it looks like several won already⊠Oh, the plate says they only have six portions left⊠The lineâs pretty long too, so I guess itâs no good.â
Hiiro clenched his fist frustrated as he saw Arnold throwing in the towel.
(Wait, wait. That âAqua Hound Meatâ was awesome. But I canât eat the food in front of my eyes thatâs even better? Howâs that possible⊠No, the word giving up isnât in my dictionary)
Hiiro raised his face with a jerk and glared at the stall.
âLet me give you my thanks, old man.â
âHuh?â
âMy thanks for showing me this.â
âGladly, but you canât eat itâŠâ
âNo, thereâs no reason to give up.â
He looked at the people spinning the cylinder lottery. Apparently you won when a golden ball dropped out.
(In that caseâŠ)
He concentrated magic power in his finger tip.
âShow me your hands, you two.â
âââŠEh?ââ
The other two looked blankly.
The line in front of the lottery slowly became shorter. With some winning, there were only three portions left at last.
But fortunately, no one else won since then. And then finallyâŠ
âMy turn.â
Hiiro had its chance. He gulped and slowly spun the cylinder. It clattered and thenâŠ
âŠ.PLOP
Everyone swallowed their saliva. The ball that dropped out wasâŠ
âFUAHAHAHA! Nothing is impossible for me!â
Hiiro burst out in laughter in a exaggerated manner. Yes, he perfectly got a golden ball. And a pale glowing word was written in his fist that was raised high into the air. It said⊠âgood luckâ.
He had been worried over what to write. The word âluckâ couldâve worked as well, but he wasnât sure if his luck would increase or decrease through it. What about âcome outâ then? A ball would have dropped out for sure, but not necessarily a golden one.
Therefore he had written âgood luckâ, since he could easily imagine becoming lucky through it. Magic meant imagination. Any unnecessary thoughts would reduce its power. So he chose the easy to imagine word âgood luckâ. His magic was really like a cheat.
Moreover, it was a triple pack. He had written the same word for the other two, because that increased the chance of one of them winning even more.
Still, it meant exposing his magic to them.
(Well, I regret nothing. Itâs for the food anyway)
His appetite won over the troubles of having it exposed. As a result, all three of them won in a row. Of course the other two had their mouths gaping wide-open on this scene, but Hiiro considered explaining it to them as he was in a really good mood.
âH- Hey, HiiroâŠ?â
âI know what you want to ask, but for now⊠eat!â
In his hands was a dish like a hamburger. The filling was the Happiness Shark of course. It had a light pink colour and was wrapped in some vegetables like lettuce with a salty-sweet sauce.
âMUNCHâŠ. Ohh!?â
Where am I? For a moment, he felt like he was inside the sea with the pressure of the deep sea squeezing his body. Such a rich flavour. The compatibility with the bread was extraordinary and just a single bite let him feel the soul of the ocean.
His body melted away from the stimulation on his tongue, no, inside his whole mouth. Furthermore, he tasted something crunchy. It was the horn that Arnold mentioned before.
Delicious. The fried gristle with excellent seasoning was indescribable delicious, too. His body readily ingested everything, even the bones and fangs.
(Holy cow. Who knew something so delicious existed!)
It was more delicious than any fish he had eaten before. The inside of this stomach was frolicking as if the food was still alive. It was earth-shattering good. Moreover, his body felt like it was brimming with power.
Wow⊠Just wowâŠ
(Definitely⊠a winâŠ)
His cheeks naturally slackened. He might fall asleep on the spot from the rapture if he were to relax. It was a really pleasant sensation, like he was leisurely swimming in the sea under the warm sun.
When he looked at the other two, Muir was relishing the food too. She seemed to like eating as well, so she was in a good mood from getting to eat something so good. As for Arnold⊠He was crying for some reason.
To be honest, it was not a pleasant sight to see an old man crying over food. Well, the food was certainly worth crying over, but it somewhat spoiled the mood, so Hiiro decided to smack him afterwards.
âOh~ Iâm stuffed! Stuffed to no end~â
Arnold smiled happily.
âYeah, it was delicious. Ehm⊠wellâŠâ
Muir looked at Hiiro.
âUhm⊠Th- Thank you.â
Seemingly she had wanted to express her gratitude. Hiiro replied with a simple âNo probâ, but this triggered Arnold to ask about the âȘWord Magicâ«.
âSo, will you tell me about what you wrote on my palm earlier?â
ââŠ..Fine.â
âEh? Youâll really tell me?â
Arnold had thought he would refuse again, so he asked back on reflex.
âWhat? I can just keep it to myself then.â
âAh, no, no. Let me hear it! That word⊠is that your magic?â
âYes, itâs called âȘWord Magicâ«. An unique magic.â
âAn unique magic!?â
âYouâre too loud! I wonât tell you more!â
âS- Sorry. B- But is it really an unique magic?â
âYeah. See the word on your palm?â
âY- Yes.â
âThatâs a word from where I lived and I can draw out the effect from the word.â
This world didnât know of Kanji, so the other two couldnât read it, so he frankly explained the magic. Both of them listened with a dumbfounded expression.
âActually, isnât your magic unfair?â
â*NOD*â
Muir nodded asserting to Arnoldâs words.
âWho cares. Itâs like an inborn talent.â
âWell, sure, but⊠Still, Iâve heard of unique magic, but none as powerful as this.â
âOho, like what for example?â
Hiiro was interested in unique magic besides his own.
âLetâs see, magic that controls space, magic that brainwashes people and⊠magic that manipulates other magic.â
âThey indeed sound powerful.â
Especially the brainwashing one sounded dangerous. He didnât know how it worked, but a magic that bewitches other peopleâs hearts was too powerful.
âBut with your âȘWord Magicâ«, you can use any of these magic I just mentioned too, right?â
To be honest, he could. Maybe he couldnât control it as perfect as the original, but it was possible to use a word with a similar effect.
âIndeed, I can.â
âI knew it, so unfair~ Youâre a damn cheater~â
â*NOD*â
âIt might be omnipotent, but itâs not invincible.â
âWhat do you mean?â
âWho knows? Iâve no reason to tell you.â
âGrr⊠Well, you arenât a fool that would tell others your weakness.â
âIndeed.â
âBut leaving that aside, your magicâs still too fascinating! Truly paradisiacal!â
âWhatever. Iâm tired, so Iâm going to the inn. Also, donât tell anyone about this.â
âListen to me!â
Hiiro acted at his own pace as always, whereas the other two sighed and followed him.
âMh? Enough of the festival already?â
âEh? Ah, yeah, Iâm satisfiedâŠâ
âI had fun too!â
âThere you have it.â
âThen go book a room, servant.â
âIâm repeating myself, but I ainât your servant! Also, pay some respect to your elders!â
âDonât be so arrogant just because you were born earlier.â
âIt let me experience more of life! Apologize! Apologize to me right away!â
Hiiro looked at the suddenly shouting Arnold and said.
ââŠâŠ.Donât become like him, shorty.â
âWhat do you mean, you damn brat!â
Hiiro shifted his gaze to Muir, but she was troubled how to react.
Ignoring Arnoldâs annoying outburst, Hiiro headed to the inn. But a problem occurred there.
ââŠ.Eh? No free rooms?â
Arnold had his mouth gaping wide-open at the front desk. Behind him, Hiiro was emitted a displeased aura to the max.
âMy deepest apologizes. Due to the festival, we have no vacant rooms at the moment.â
What to do now? Arnold sweated bullets, wondering how to reason with the devil behind him that glared at him with a killing intent.
Arnold slowly and quietly turned his head around and looked at the black-haired boy in question.
âWhatâs the deal, old man?â
âN- Nothing I can do here, can I? When theyâre booked out, theyâre booked out.â
ââŠ.Hah, sleeping outside even though weâre at a townâŠâ
Hiiro muttering so with empty eyes was a rare sight. To be honest, he had hoped to sleep in a proper bed after camping outside for so long, but sadly enough, it was an unaccomplished dream.
âDamn⊠Stupid festival⊠Just explode.â
He said something dreadful, but he had enjoyed the festival himself, so he didnât snap for real. They shouldâve booked a room beforehand. No, even then, the rooms might have booked out already, but he regretted not checking it.
âExcuse meâŠâ
The inn keeper at the front desk called out to them, so the three of them looked at him dispirited.
âIf I may suggest, why donât you try out the Guild?â
âThe Guild?â
Arnold titled his head.
âAh, yes. The Guild has resting rooms for their staff, but if you talk to them, they might give you a room?â
Upon that, Arnoldâs expression brightened up and he nodded.
âI see. On a day like this, they really might give us a room.â
âAre we going there?â
Muir looked at him with an upturned gaze and Arnold placed his hand on her head.
âYeah, itâs our last hope.â
âI hope it wonât be in vain.â
âBrat! Whyâre you saying that! Donât be so damn negative!â
âLetâs hurry.â
âAgain, listen to me!â
Hiiro swiftly left the inn, whereas the other two followed in a rush.