Four years passed since then.
Were those really the memories from my previous life? To this day, I still did not know. But nowadays, I lived as Ilya, the son of a tavern’s owner.
Or should I say, Allen and Ilya were like the two sides of a coin. Both were me.
Although I might be Ilya now, I still looked forward to the marking Riley’s return, where I could catch a glimpse of him. I also wanted to visit the graves of the villagers at a later date.
And for that, I had to make sure I was well prepared.
Once I returned home, I did some chores. Lifted the chair, swept the floor, and wiped the desk. I also checked our stock of change.
Ah, I had to write the menu on the blackboard as well. One that could convey the deliciousness of Father and Brother’s cooking.
Maybe I should write something related to the hero? Something like, “Feel like the hero! Have a taste of his hometown’s cooking blah blah?”
After the return parade, how nice would it be to make that dish with the vegetable scraps? The one I used to eat at the orphanage?
I was fine with eating any kind of vegetable. It didn’t matter how old or near rotten they were. After removing the damaged parts, I just needed to sprinkle some Kieri seeds and they’d taste better.
Adding crushed Kieri seeds to any recipe could bring out its secret flavors, giving the dish a unique palatable taste.
Because everyone thought of Kieri seeds as just weeds, they let me pick as much as I liked. But back at the orphanage, they were priceless treasures.
Back then, I had caught sight of some birds eating those seeds. I came to the conclusion that they were edible and tried cooking with them. Even I myself had felt embarrassed at my destituteness at the time. However, to say that I didn’t want to praise my previous self for this discovery would be a lie.
Yep, it’s been a long time since I had that dish. That’s why I had the urge to taste it once more.
I know I have my hands full with some other more important things right now, but I just couldn’t help myself…
With chapter 1 filled with a slightly sad tone, don’t we all just want to give Riley a pat in the head now? When I first read this novel, I imagined what if Lian (the MC from my other translation project, “Nurturing the Hero to Avoid Death“. Please give it a try, it’s a very cute story. (｡･ω･｡)ﾉ♡) couldn’t survive the demon attacks… Would Alfred turn cold like what happened to Riley now?
This novel is a little shorter in terms of chapter amount, but each chapter is actually pretty long. I decided not to split this novel into parts since I love the story too much to do that, but I’ll have to update one of my projects three times a week to follow CG’s rules. That’s why, I’m going to (try to) release three chapters a week for this novel. But to do so, I need some help in editing this novel. Please consider applying if you can. By becoming my editor, you can read advanced chapters for all of my projects! *wink wink* Make sure you are consistent enough to edit regularly, though. It’s much appreciated! (ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*.✧
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I’ll be waiting for editor applications for now, so expect chapter 2 to come at Monday!