Isekai Maou to Shoukan Shoujo Dorei Majutsu Vol 8 Chapter 3.7

Part 7

It was a wooden floor.
At the center of the room, there was a sunken hearth. Around that, there was a carpet of hemp cloth.
There were no chairs or tables.
It was a structure where pillars supported the wooden framework roof. There were white mud walls, but there were parts where the color was different. Were they frequently repaired?
Sasala withdrew further into the estate.
Only Diablo’s group of three remained.
「……I can’t really calm down.」
Since there was no custom of sitting on the ground in the Lifelia Kingdom, Rem twisted her body on the hemp cloth.
Shera arranged her legs and sat in a W-position.
「Since the Greenwood Kingdom sits on grass, I guess I’m okay with this sort of thing.」
「Umu.」
Diablo sat down cross-legged.
After a while, Sasala finally returned.
She carried a large tray.
「S, sorry to keep you waiting.」
When they thought that she had brought something, there was a heap of pasta placed on round plate. Also, there was light brown soup.

She placed it out in front of Diablo’s group.
「Um……By all means.」
In addition to the

cooking, what was placed before their eyes were, chopsticks. This was his first time seeing them since coming to this other world.
Rem picked up the chopsticks.
「……What is this?」
「I, I’m sorry. It’s just, soba is something you eat with chopsticks.」
Diablo stared at the pasta that was served on the round plate. Certainly, it is grayish, and there wasn’t any sauce put on it.
And then, next to it, the light brown liquid──He thought that it was soup, but was it soba dipping sauce?
「You’re telling me this, is soba!?」
「Y, yes. It is Master Swordsman Soba.」
「Master Swordsman Soba!?」
Sasala repeatedly nodded.
Rem made a doubtful expression.
「…………」
Shera looked like she didn’t mind at all and held the chopsticks with both hands. No matter how she tried to scoop up the soba, she had a hard struggle.
「Yah, tou! Soba is really hard to eat, isn’t itー」
「You do it like this.」
Diablo used the chopsticks normally, and picked up the soba.
「Fuwaa～」
Among the ones that raised cheers, Sasala was also one of them.
「That is amazing……So that is how they are supposed to be used……You

used……You are very knowledgeable.」
「Wait. You are the one that brought them out, you know?」
「Ah, um……It was something that the book of secrets that Founder-sama left behind said to have prepared……But there are many things that I don’t really understand.」
「Founder-sama?」
「Erm……That is the first Master Swordsman.」
「So that’s how it is.」
Just by looking a bit at the way Diablo held the chopsticks, Rem became able to use the chopsticks. As expected of her.
It seemed that it was impossible for Shera no matter how she tried, and since she gave up and was about to just grab it with her hands and eat it, Sasala brought out a fork for her.
The flavor of the Master Swordsman soba was──
「It’s appearance is a bit strange, but the taste has a feeling that says “this isn’t it”.」
「Hawawa……Is, is it no good?」
He didn’t know how she procured it, or if there was buckwheat flour in this other world, but it seemed that she was able to obtain that was something similar to it.
Even the making of the noodles, it seemed that she wasn’t completely off the mark. It

mark. It at least had the smell of soba.
「How the noodles are easy to cut, it may be due to the fire when boiling it being weak. And how it’s too soft is due to there being too much water when kneading it.」
He remembered that was how it was described in a manga.
Online games had many repetitions of simple work. Due to that, there were times where he would look at manga or watch anime when things were going well.
Making a complete change from her timid-looking expression, Sasala became seriousness itself.
「Fumu fumu……Fire and water……」
「First of all, it shouldn’t be served on this plate, but on a draining basket. It will probably become considerably better with that.」
「A draining basket?」
「If it’s a container where water can fall through, then anything would be fine though.」
「I will……try making that.」
Sasala nodded looking delighted.
Shera quickly ate everything. Putting aside its degree of perfection as soba, for a body that had been mountain climbing this whole time, it seemed to have felt passably delicious.
Rem also continued.
「……Thank you for the meal. Diablo, you’ve forgotten the important matter.」
「Ohh, important matter.」
「Ohh, that’s right.」
「Yes.」
「The soba dipping sauce. It is too watery. At the very least, the condiments」
「……That is not what I mean. Wasn’t our objective, not the Master Swordsman Soba, but to ask the Master Swordsman for their teachings?」
「That’s right.」
He had completely forgotten about it.
Sasala’s eyes went round.
「Ah, you aren’t guests……but practitioners……!?」
「……Yes.」
「But, earlier……you said that you weren’t scary people.」
「So you meant it that way. I am terribly sorry……We came to meet with Master Swordsman Graham and wish to receive his instruction as Warriors.」
Sasala made a disappointed-looking face.
「Araa……And here I thought that someone finally came to eat some soba after such a long time.」
「……The Master Swordsman, where might he be?」
In response to Rem’s question, after a bit of a pause, Sasala answered.
「E, erm……Right here.」
「……In this estate?」
「Yes. They are right here.」
「……Could you allow us to meet them?」
「U, um……You’ve already met.」
「?」
Rem tilted her head.
Sasala stuck out the index finger of her right hand, and poked her own nose.
「Right here.」
「…………?」

「I, I am, the, the Thirteenth Generation Master Swordsman Graham Sasala……desu」

Chapter end