âYou really eat âkomeâ, donât you? Youâre not lying, are you? \n
Me and Mr. Druid snorted a little confused, a woman laughing.
Step back and open the distance to a grin that seems to regret what was involved.
When I turn around because I hear voices from behind, I look like a man who looks like a woman.
Iâm sure heâs a grocery store owner, and I think heâs a womanâs brother.
âThere he is! People who eat âKomeâ! This bet is your brotherâs loss!
Was there anyone to eat rice or not, was there a bet?
So I won, so that creepy⌠a bit of a pulling grin?
âThese people are my people!
Sure, Iâm one of those rice eaters, but I donât know why. Donât be honest with me about nodding.
Your brotherâs voice echoes in the store.
And then he turns his gaze on us, so he nods unexpectedly.
I tilt my neck when I see your brother give a huge look.
Would it be a shock to eat so much rice?
âI donât know, youâre funny brothers and sistersâ
Mr. Druid groans softly in my ear.
I do fear a bit of force, but the exchange between the two is very interesting.
âAlooi, I guess you didnât plant it!
âTerrible brother. Thereâs no way Iâd do such a cowardly thing! Iâm not your brother.â
âOh, my God, you did! I wonât tell you I forgot!
Have you planted it before?
Are you betting that often, Kakoâs brothers and sisters?
By the way, are we that way?
âOh, Iâm sorry. Well, it was meat.â
Good, looks like you remembered.
Weâre good friends, right?
The sound of your voice was with you, wasnât it?
âEh, please give me the two types of meat you just told meâ
Mr. Druid holds his mouth to convey hope.
My shoulders are shaking slightly, so I think I stopped laughing so hard.
âCopy. What about Gram?
âEach, at 1 km, pleaseâ
âYes. Iâd like to ask, he said heâd mix it with âKomeâ, but how are you eating it?
Weighing the meat, Mr. Aloui asks the question.
âI cookâ kome âand mix it with simmering utensils, grip it into a mountain shaped rice balls.â
Does that make sense to someone Mr. Druid briefly explained but unfamiliar with?
â⌠grip on a mountain mould? Rice Balls?â
Itâs still a little impossible, isnât it?
How easy would it be to understand if I explained it?
âHey, Alooi. Better keep it around today.â \nâWhat!
âItâs going to rain. What if they catch a cold?
Look out the window at your brotherâs words.
âTrue. Brother, it looks like you want the sauce from this village too, so bring it.â
âReally? There are four kinds, but which one?
âEh, whatâs the difference in taste?
Simply put, itâs sweet.
Do people in this village like sweet flavors?
âLightest sauce pleaseâ
Your brother went to pick up the sauce, so I look outside again.
The sky should still be bright from time to time, but the whole village is dimmed covered by black clouds.
It hasnât come down yet, but itâs only a matter of time.
âIâm sorry. Youâre an adventurer, arenât you? Is the inn right around the corner? If itâs far away, you can wait till the rain stops.â
âItâs right there, so itâs okay. Thank you.â
Your brother brings you the sauce and Mr. Druid receives the meat and pays for it.
âCome talk to me about âKomeâ if you like. Please.â
âYes, Iâll come backâ
Hurry up and walk to the inn.
When I returned to the inn, I was horrified, and the sound of rain began to be heard from the outside.
Looks like he really made it back to the inn.
If it hits the rain in this cold, youâll most likely get sick.
\nRice floated in my memory a long time ago.
It seemed delicious that bright red rice was wrapped in eggs.
The ingredients in my memory and the ingredients available in this world are different, so I canât reproduce them perfectly.
âBright red rice tastes like thoma, so should I use boiled thoma sauce?
Stir in the frying pan with finely chopped meat and vegetables, boiled Thomas sauce, and cooked rice.
Hmm? Donât get too much moisture than I remember.
This⌠can you roll it with eggs?
Letâs just see. Looks good, you want to finish the first one?
The eggs fade with moisture and donât wrap the rice nicely.
âA little bit of a failure,â
âReally? It looks delicious though.â
âNo, because I wanted to wrap it beautifully with eggsâ
âDonât you have to wrap it up or put it on top?
Sure it is, but you want to bring it closer to the âomeletâ of memory.
⌠Itâs harder to wrap than it looks.
Mr. Druid gently strokes my depressing head.
But I know youâre laughing!
The taste was delicious with toma-flavoured rice and fluffy eggs.
I just felt that the taste of Thomas was a little thin.
Thomas, why donât we boil the sauce down more and use it?
That wonât give you any extra moisture.