Isekai ni Demodori Shimashita? Chapter 14 (1/2)

Chapter 14 – First Time Cooking

“Mm… Mmn uu…”

Around the time that the risen morning had begun s.h.i.+ning through the window, I squirmed in bed as I woke up.

“Huh…? Where… is this, I wonder…?”

Reflected in my still blurry eyes was not the usual ceiling that I was familiar with, but a ceiling I had never seen before.

Having just awoken, my mind with its gears still not quite spinning tried to grasp the situation, when I rose from the bed and looked around the room.

“Umm, the inn, room?”

I slowly recalled the events that happened up until my sleep.

“Ah, I came to the world from my old life…”

As the gears in my mind finally started to spin, I realised the situation.

“I, have to prepare. The knights’ breakfast…”

Recalling my promise with the Prince yesterday, I remembered that I had things I needed to do.

I got down from the bed, and reached my hands out to the clothing I washed yesterday that I suspected were dry by now.

“What time is it now…?”

When I looked outside the window, I found that the morning sun had shown its face.

According to the knowledge of my old life, right now we were in the beginning of summer, and the sun began to rise at five.

When I looked at my watch, it had just hit five.

There shouldn’t be any clocks in this world.

Each day is separated into twelve koku, and with two hours to a koku, the peoples’ sense of time was usually separated into chunks of thirty minutes; the smallest denominator should be a quarter of a koku.

Normal people fundamentally told the time by looking at the position of the sun, and though the royal palace should have water clocks or sundials, even with those you couldn’t accurately tell the time.

The water clocks in the palace should essentially ring the chimes every half koku, but in this far away village, there’s no way to know.

Most places use the sunrise as the basis for the beginning of their day, and come home when the sun sets.

It’s like the lifestyle the farmers had in the olden days, isn’t it.

First, I’ll change and fix up my appearance.

I am also a woman of age. I am not fussed about appearances, but at the very least I have no intention of appearing sloppy.

I took off the dougi that I wore in place of sleeping clothes, and put on the underwear that I washed.

I wore these yesterday, but I don’t have any other pairs after all, and it’s better than going without panties and bra.

As you’d expect, I’m opposed to going commando when wearing a skirt and thin blouse.

I put on my familiar school uniform, and once I bundled up my hair, I was finished.

Taking out the hand towel that I always carried in my bag, I headed downstairs to wash my face.

When I entered the dining room, the innkeeper was up and appeared to be preparing breakfast.

“Good morning.”

Greeting people is the basics of communication.

“Morning. You sleep well?”

He returned the greeting with a smile.

“Yes, very well. I’d like to wash my face, but where should I go?”

“If you go through that door, you’ll reach the well.”

After opening the door that the innkeeper indicated and going outside, I found that there was a well and was.h.i.+ng place.

Drawing water from the pump-style well, I washed my face nice and clean.

While I was at it, I drank some water before heading back to the dining room.

“I’d like to prepare breakfast if that’s all right.”

I walked towards the kitchen whilst calling out.