Chapter 108
Guts
Translator : PolterGlast
I returned home and
went straight to the training room.
I had some lingering
frustration, so I decided to immerse myself in exercise.
Sometimes, it's better
to act than to overthink.
It would be best to
release the stress first and then think it over again.
Thanks to the fairly
exercise-filled days since I arrived in this world, my thinking seemed to be
leaning towards the physical side.
It could be said that
both my body and mind were steadily becoming assimilated into Alistella.
After sweating, I
returned to my room, took a shower, and then went to the living room.
There, Miku was
waiting, fully prepared for cooking.
"Actually, I
found this."
In front of her was an
ice bucket and a bottle of wine chilled by the tightly packed ice.
"Wait... we're
still underage, aren't we?"
"But in this
world, adulthood is fifteen, so I don't think there's a problem, right? Not
only Mitsukawa-kun, but also Hijirikawa-kun was drinking."
"Is that... how
it is...?"
As a pure Japanese
person, I felt quite uncomfortable about that, but when I thought back, I
remembered Mitsukawa-kun smoking a cigar.
But I thought that
kind of thing was harmful to the body... but then I remembered that this world
had light magic.
I had already
confirmed that light magic's Cure could cure hangovers when I freed the drunk
Varietta-san.
"Among the people
I healed, there were people who asked for healing for ridiculous reasons like
having a bad hangover. Those people were often high-ranking, and it was
unbearable."
"Ah, I
see..."
The level of treatment
with the Holy Church's recovery magic varied greatly depending on the amount of
donations and worldly status.
Since Miku, a
Saintess, could use Cure, they must have been quite influential people.
I thought it would be
much better to heal soldiers injured in war than to cure the hangovers of such
people... but the world doesn't always operate optimally.
"There's quite a
lot of alcohol in the basement. Have you seen it, Masaru?"
"Ah... no, I
haven't."
My father liked to
drink to some extent as a typical office worker.
And my mother liked
alcohol so much that she drank every night, even though she was a housewife.
Thanks to that, we had
quite a lot of alcohol prepared at home.
When I opened the lid
on the floor under the kitchen carpet, there was a space for several tatami
mats for storing alcohol.
However, I had hardly
ever drunk alcohol myself, so I hadn't touched it. I had completely forgotten
about it until now.
"Since we have this...
there seem to be various kinds, do you want to go see together?"
Miku, who seemed to
have rummaged through it, was holding a long box with a bottle printed on it.
The bottle inside had
the name of the alcohol written in kanji with beautiful brush strokes.
Let's see... is this
sake?
When I looked at the
classification, it said shochu.
What's the difference
between sake and shochu?
Let's see... shochu
Class A?
Does that mean there
are also Classes B, C, and D?
Why is it classified
so strangely?
"Okay, let's take
a look together."
"Yeah!"
I had never seen it
before, but the storage space was much more elaborate and spacious than I had
imagined.
There was a small wine
cellar, and even a power supply was installed for it.
I looked at the neatly
organized alcohol.
Whiskey, gin, vodka,
cognac... I didn't know the difference.
There was also a
bright green alcohol. Is it really safe for humans to drink?
"Since we're
here, should we bring a few bottles for when we finish the wine?"
"Yeah, this is
probably better than beer."
There were cans of
beer in the refrigerator, but I hated beer from my childhood experience of
tasting it with chopsticks.
I still don't
understand how my father could drink it and think it was delicious.
After a little
adventure in the house, we decided to have dinner.
It was as delicious as
usual, so I praised Miku until her ears turned red.
"You're praising
me too much... it's nothing special..."
You shouldn't take it
for granted that someone cooks for you.
I know how grateful I
should be because I used to eat only ready-made food by myself.
So, I will probably
continue to express my gratitude to Miku every day.
After finishing the
cleanup as a refreshment, I calmed down for a moment.
The ice in the ice
bucket had decreased, but there was something to do before getting drunk.
"What do you
think went wrong with this audience, Miku?"
"--The biggest
problem was that we couldn't present any clear benefits."
After changing my mood
with exercise, food, and exploration, it was time for a debriefing.
Unfortunately, neither
Miku nor I were so clean that we would give up after one failure.
We're still high
school students, so we don't have the wisdom or experience to come up with the
right answer in one go like adults.
So, we have to cover
that with guts and youth.
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