“But that’s enough talk, Mr. Takumi. We should focus on eating right now. See, there are more food stalls over there!”
“…Yes.”
“Wuff!”
As the conversation was a little heavy, Mr. Ekenhart wanted to change the subject. And then he cheerfully walked towards the next stall.
In the end, it all depended on Ms. Anne herself. So there was no point in us talking about it.
Though…it did make me think about how I would interact with her.
But for now, I will try to enjoy my time in the town of Ractos.
Besides, Leo had not eaten enough yet, and she was wagging her tail as she looked at the meat.
“Oh, this one is good. Ractos really does have all kinds of food. Here, try this one, Mr. Takumi.”
“Yes, yes. …Hmm, yes it is quite good. Here, Leo.”
“Wuff! Wuff-wuff.”
Mr. Ekenhart went around to different stalls until his hands were full with food, and then he began to bite into it.
I suppose since Ms. Claire wasn’t around today, he could enjoy his food without worrying about manners.
And so I followed his advice and bought some food and ate it, while also giving some to Leo.
Indeed, they were all delicious, but… I was getting bored of it, since it was all meat…
But it seemed like that was all that Leo and Mr. Ekenhart liked.
“It would be nice if they had something less heavy… Something that isn’t meat.”
“Hmm. Yes, I suppose one might get bored of it… Not that I would.”
“Wuff!”
And so we moved away from the meat stalls and looked around for something else.
Mr. Ekenhart did not mind only eating meat, and Leo barked in agreement. But I wanted something different.
Though, I suppose I didn’t really have to worry about nutritional balance, since we would have a proper meal when we returned to the mansion anyway.
So it was more of a matter of variety.
“Oh, what about that one…”
“Hmm? Yes, that one seems a little different. Should we go and see it?”
“Yes. Let’s go.”
After looking around, most of the other stalls were also just cooking meat. But then I saw one that was a little different.
And so I walked over to it with Mr. Ekenhart and Leo, and realized that there was something familiar about the smell.
“Welcome!”
“Is this…pasta? Though, it is quite dark…but, it does smell good…”
“…Yakisoba? But why in a place like this…”
I could smell the scent of burning sauce.
It reminded me of festivals and the food they sold at the beach.
But isn’t it…a Japanese dish?
Well, I suppose it could be made anywhere. So maybe it wasn’t all that strange…
“Mister. What are you making? I have never seen it before…”
“Aye! This is called yakisoba. It’s just fried noodles and vegetables with a special sauce! As there is not much meat, I wouldn’t recommend it if you’re craving meat, but it’s still very delicious!”
“Hmm… Yakisoba… I have never heard that name before…”
“Wuff-wuff.”
Well, that was no surprise.
But it was familiar to me.
It was something that anyone in Japan would recognize.
Leo seemed to remember it as well, as she was wagging her tail and drooling as she looked up at the yakisoba.