5 – Episode 5. Trash bar where Goddess of Fortune Jap lives
I tried denying it with a look in my eyes, but the clerk only smiled with satisfaction.
Ji Dana-san? Aren’t you kidding?
Could it be that Dana was her last name and not her first name?
Certainly, Dana has an alluring charm that young women don’t have… But she’s not old enough to have a daughter my age.
Around 30 at most?
Is that also the younger brother?
Or did the illustrator ruin the setting? Like the shameless cartoons that roughly draw teenagers and call them aunts?
“Are you Dana’s sister?”
“No? I’m going That’s the only Dana in this town. But are you looking for Dana without knowing who she is?”
“Really?”
“That’s right, right? I can swear by this store.”
“That doesn’t seem worth much.”
“Do you want to die? Is it my treasure?”
This run-down tavern is a treasure?
Couldn’t you fix it then? Even mice are about to run away because it’s cold, but you managed to do business.
I have a bad personality, so it’s normal to counterattack with this kind of tackle.
Now I can’t speak because of déjà vu.
『This shop is my treasure. And you too. I will always wait for you here, even if everyone in the tower forgets you. Feel free to come back here anytime.”
This is Dana. She said the same thing.
I have no choice but to understand if you hear such words.
Dana-san was the only person who lived with something in her heart, even though she had been wandering around in this desolate game for two years.
Anyway, this is the real Dana-san, and my Dana-san seems to have disappeared due to the collapse of the setting.
It’s like a bad original painting.
Well, since other players have been added to the solo game, there can be changes like this.
So I was prepared to some extent.
No matter how…
Of course, the most different thing from the game is my Dana-san!
My heart hurts, so I’m going to search.
I was dragged into the store with my wrist grabbed by Newtype Dana.
She sat me down on her own, sat in front of me, and asked with a curious look on her face.
“So why did I look for it?”
It is the same as Dana-san in that she listens to me and responds to me no matter what I do.
The voice and way of speaking are completely different. And the body too!
New type Dana seems to be at least a D cup, but it was nothing compared to the steamed Dana.
She’s at least a K… Not a major issue.
Even if you ask me why I was looking for Dana, I don’t know anymore.
I was going to meet Dana-san while I was in the game and think about the aftermath after that.
Let’s say it’s okay since I met her at least once.
Now I’m going to have to figure out a way to climb the tower by playing Gourana.
“I just wanted someone to find it. It doesn’t matter anymore.”
“Me? Inside the tower? Who?”
“Okay. You’ll find out later. Don’t mind.”
“Really? Still, how about eating some stew while you’re here? Honestly, it’s been a while since I’ve been around my age, so I’m a little excited hehehe…”
“Stew? Isn’t it soup?”
“Yes. We only have one menu at our house. What an awesome stew my mom made!”
This shop is a series of twists and turns.
The soup that made her heart warm just by looking at it was actually stew, and the mysterious Dana was not a goddess, but an ordinary girl with her mother.
I was already surprised enough, but I came back with a twist without mercy.
The pinnacle of the fire dragon is a bowl of something she put on her table.
Tak-
“What is this?”
“There is only one menu, right? Stew, stew.”
hehehe, can’t you say something? I can do that, too.
From now on, my face is Timothy Salame, and I can say that I have the wealth of bin Salman.
But does swearing change the reality? How is this waste stewed?
She read my thoughts, Betsy said with a smile.
“Isn’t it a bit out of shape? Still, it’s okay to eat, so eat slowly and go. Oh, our store is open 24 hours, so you can stay as long as you want. Then… enjoy your meal.”
A little out of shape? What is this? Does the little I know mean something else here? Could it be that the town uses the imperial law?
Jji-Ik-
Steel Puck…!
When I scooped it up with a spoon, various pieces dripped down, soaked in black tar.
It was… Too black to be called a stew.
Extremely sticky, smelly, plentiful, and sloppy. It was literally industrial waste.
My Mr. Dana… Even the shiny soup in the game…
After…
Now, Zadana was staring at me from across the table with her chin resting.
A smile hangs over my lips, whether or not they know my miserable state of mind.
I think I can hear a voice from those blue eyes.
Hurry up and eat…!
And they say it’s delicious…!
If you eat that and spit it out, it’s Tallulah…!
Why? My mom made it…!
After… Yes. Still, this is my broken scabbard.
In order to pay off what I owe you for two years, even if I go when I go, it’s okay to take a bite of garbage, right?
Let’s go. Just take one bite and leave this town.
I pushed the spoon into my mouth at once and tried to swallow it while separating my tongue from the stew as much as possible, but I’m sorry.
“Oops! Wow…! Mr. Wah, I’d rather be a pervert.”
“Puhahahahaha!”
This taste… I don’t know. There is no way I can express it.
It’s fishy, it’s full of the smell of animals, and the starch seems to smell sour because it’s old.
So, when I put the maximum amount of emotion I could express into my expression, Dana laughed so hard that I could see her uvula.
Do you think this is funny? If this is a joke, it has crossed the line for a long time.
How do you eat something like this?
So I jumped up to get angry, but somehow the atmosphere in the store was a bit strange.
Everyone in the store is looking at me.
If this is a prank that ostracizes outsiders, even they would laugh.
I was the only one laughing, and the others glanced at me and shook their heads.
Then I play with the spoon again and silently put the same thing I ate into my mouth.
What is this?
“Isn’t this a joke?”
“Sorry. Isn’t it delicious? But there’s only one thing to eat in this town. Still, this is not a world where you die of starvation, so you should try to endure it as much as possible and come to our store anytime if you can’t stand hunger. That stew is free.”
Dana hummed her tune and disappeared over her bar.
Inside the bar, there was a large pot hanging over the fireplace, and something terrible was boiling in it.
But in this town, it’s not terrible, it’s more precious.
I have a habit I picked up while working in the restaurant business. Whenever I sit down at a restaurant, I analyze it all the time.
From the facial expressions of the restaurant guests, the state of their tables, the structure of the kitchen, and the flow of the surrounding commercial districts. When I sat at a restaurant, I thought too much and felt like I was working.
As the old saying goes, you can’t eat a lot, do you have any regrets even after eating it all?
Even now, the true nature of this store can be seen in the expressionless faces of the customers.
I told you that this is not a world where people die of starvation.
Let’s assume that no matter how real it is, it’s possible because it’s inside a game. Moreover, TOE was a game where food was treated as a relic rather than a consumable item.
But if you have hunger and can’t stand it, it means you should eat something like this.
That’s why they eat this thing without a taste head.
To fill the void.
Then I understand, but I still have questions.
Then what is this black thing made of?
Can I eat the ingredients?
Remembering stew with a spoon, I took a closer look.
Under the thick broth of oil and starch, you can see the meat of some kind, and the fibrous stems of the plants.
Every time something pops up, something new pops up.
Looks like you’re excavating an artifact. Hi-Hi.
If there are such colorful ingredients, wouldn’t it be okay to just eat them?
Why are you making and eating waste?
I called Dana and asked.
Then the answer came back. It was an extremely TOE-like answer.
“In this world, even if you have ingredients, you can’t cook without cards. That’s why that pot is precious. That pot was left behind by my mother… She was a cook.”
Then, indifferently, where is your mother? She did and she asked and she said she went into the tower.
In other words, it’s on the same level as going to the US, right?
Today, Tallulah is frequent.
At that moment, a loud noise was heard outside the wall, and a familiar little boy ran and disappeared at the end of the road.
After that, some galbaengs are chasing after them.
It was Tilda. No, it sticks
‘What is that bastard doing… I saved him at best, so he’s beaten up.’
Come to think of it, he was really bad too.
The composition of the cards is like that, so without anyone’s help, you’ll have to be stuck in this town forever.
Someday you’ll get used to the taste of this stew.
But not me.
I’m one step ahead in deck building, but I think I just found the answer!
Because I have it!
A cow and a cow and a cow!
As expected, is the goddess of good luck even half?
Thanks to the information she added, I knew exactly what to do.
First, one important piece of information!
When I recalled what I saw at the plaza, the fact that commerce was thriving here.
People who return to and from the dungeon or who enter the dungeon sell things at the shop, and also sell things at the shop.
Looking at the pot full of stew boiling, you must be getting ingredients from this store too, right?
Second! The fact that there are two absolute rules in the TOE, the Golden Rule.
One is that killing is prohibited in the village.
The other is the iron law of equivalent exchange.
A rule that when exchanging items in the tower, you must pay a reasonable price.
If you trade at an insufficient price, some of the goods evaporate, and if you buy at a high price, the difference evaporates.
The value of an object is thoroughly determined by the supply and demand curve.
Equivalent exchange was one of the reasons why the TOE became such a game.
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Because I have to buy the cards I need for my deck at a high price, even if they are cheap, and sell the cards I don’t need at a sh*tload even if they are unique.
Seeing that the key card that didn’t appear even after dying in the previous version is being sold at a shop for 10 gold in this version, I wonder about the creator’s home address.
I’d be rich if I sold my house address as a DLC, but that’s stupid.
And the third and final piece of information given by Zadana!
In this town, food is so precious that industrial waste is valued.
And the one and only cooking card is in my hand!
Now you can imagine something like this.
If I could change the 100 gold I currently have into ingredients and make food with my cooking skill.
The performance of the cooking item is nabal, and what if that dish tastes even a little better than that stew?
What price will people pay me on an equal exchange?
Maybe I don’t know…
Wouldn’t it depend on how much wealth the person has?
There is a term called stalling.
A game term that refers to the act of rejecting linear level design and staying in one place to accumulate goods.
No matter how cowardly I play the game…
What will producers think when they see people stalling in town?
I made a very stupid game! I wish I had some reflection.
“Dana, where did you get the ingredients for this stew?”