105 103 Corbelt (2/2)
”Fishing one on the boat”
”That's awesome! Normally, I'd kick your ass with magic.”
Oh? I believed this guy in one shot. I thought you'd ask a lot more.
”Do you believe me?
”Ah? Oh, of course. If your eyes weren't so sharp, you'd be able to measure some strength with your feet and body.”
Some of the adventurers who heard the words strayed from their faces. My eyes would be on everyone in the pit.
”Actually, I love crushed tuna. But it's not a prey to meet inside. If your daughter got it, wouldn't you sell the meat? If you caught it, you could have taken a lot of it, right?
”I'm not selling”
”You have other destinations to wholesale?
”? Eat it yourself”
”Huh? You got that amount?
”Mmm.”
”Right...... Would you like to sell it...”
You look so sorry. Looks like he wanted so much meat. I'm starting to feel a little sorry for you. You admitted Fran, and can I split it a little for you?
If I thought so, Fran took something out and offered it to Corbelt.
”I'll give you this. Tuna Grip Sushi”
Sushi made on board was placed in a suitable small box. Soy sauce is already dripping, so that it can be eaten at any time. It looks just like a drunken salad essentials, a sushi fold.
'Are you sure? Sushi was your favorite, too, wasn't it?
(I can't help it for publicity)
”Propaganda?”
”Did your daughter make it?
”Mmm. This was made by my master”
No, I borrowed Fran's body. I made it, but Fran's supposed to make it for once, right?
”Gripping sushi? You're putting raw fillets on it? I've never seen it before.”
”Mmm.”
From the box Fran sticks out, Corberto pinches up the dreaded sushi. And after a moment of hesitation, he threw sushi into his mouth.
”Mogumo Mogumo”
”Ha Ha Ha”
Fran also cheeks sushi with him, instead of two pieces, he ate three pieces.
”Ugh, delicious! It's so delicious! What the hell! It's not just some random dish with raw fillets on rice! Knock, the incision is different! The flavor of crushed tuna is maximized without deteriorating with heat or crushing the fibers by spattering with a sharp blade! Besides, rice didn't just grip and solidify. The comedy, flavored with a hint of acidity, slowly unwinds in your mouth by gripping it with delicate force! This is cooking...... Did I mention gripping sushi? Yes, the act of just gripping is sublimated as a cooking process!
Wow. Something told me! I have cooking skills and I thought you might be interested... Say this guy, say the judge old man, is Barbora just like this guy? I'm getting a little worried about getting used to it.
”Ko, did your daughter's master make this?
”Mmm.”
”He's the supreme cook... Are you setting up a shop somewhere?
Suddenly it's a tribute.
”Yeah.”
”Do you work somewhere or something?
”Yeah.”
”Then where can I go to eat your master's cooking!
”Street Out in Next Cooking Contest”
”Oh! So you went through the first qualifying round! You deserve this arm. Right, we're definitely going! I go every day! Why are we fighting?
”Curry”
”You've never heard of it. Oh, is that your master's original dish too?
”Yes.”
”Khu! I'm looking forward to seeing what kind of food it is!
Right, was this what Fran was after? Obviously, he's a highly-ranked adventurer, and if this guy advertises around, he'll be able to expect a publicity effect. You're a fighter, Fran.
”I'm a B-rank adventurer, a colbert with iron claws.”
”Iron claws?
”That's my alias. Well, it's still less well-known than Amanda the Mother of the Son, Falund the Hundred Swords, or Jean Doobie the Killer, but one day you'll be famous enough to roar all over the continent!
Is there an alias or something? No, Fran's starting to tell me about the Devil's Sword Girl, too. Amanda, the mother-in-law, understands. It's the perfect alias for an unusually child-loving Amanda. It's just that Jean killed everyone. What? It's pretty noisy.
”I'm Rank D Adventurer, Fran”
”Huh? Is it Rank D. Shit, looks promising in the future. I really appreciate the sushi grip today. I feel like my life has changed.”
”There are attractions to knowing how good gripping sushi is”
”Hehe. I'm learning from a master with all this skill, so Fran's a pretty good cook, too, right? I can't believe you're praising me like that.”
Two people exchanging a stiff handshake with a gutter. I think I'm feeling good about it.
”Well, if there's anything you can do to help, don't hesitate to come. You still have some handouts, and you don't spare any help, do you? It's more of an honor to be able to help your master!
So I guess I won a fan sometime. Don't hesitate to let me rely on you if anything happens. It doesn't seem like a bad one.
However, every time I think about it, high ranking adventurers are just weirdos. Let Fran have some more common sense...... The problem is that I still don't know the common sense of this world.