The last time I went to the market, they had a lot of stalls selling fresh ingredients such as vegetables and fruits, but the stalls lined up today were mostly selling food.
In front of the stores were wooden boxes and chairs, and people were lining up to buy food.
People with red faces were drinking something from a cup. That’s definitely alcohol.
Which means they’re not only selling food but alcohol as well?
“Are you interested in anything?”
“I was wondering if they have stalls which sell alcohol.”
“Are you interested in alcohol?”
“A little…”
I haven’t drank alcohol since I was summoned, but it wasn’t like I couldn’t drink alcohol.
I used to go drinking with my friends when I was in Japan.
I simply didn’t have the chance to drink it here.
I want to drink it a little since we’re here.
Captain-san took me to a stall which sold liquor because I told him I was interested in it.
They were selling something that looked like ale.
But a surprising aroma tickled my nasal cavity when I put the cup to my mouth.
“What’s this?”
“It’s honey liquor.”
I found out that he’d given me honey liquor when I asked him about it.
I see.
I noticed the nice scent of the cup when I put it into my mouth again.
Also, the sweetness remained, probably because they had held back on fermentation.
It was really delicious.
We sat on the wooden boxes like the other customers, and while I was on my third cup, food was brought out before I’d noticed.
Even if they had held back on the fermentation, it was still alcoholic.
I started feeling tipsy as I drank the honey liquor.
I continued to eat and drink while feeling fluffy. Captain-san and I spoke about the festival and about random stuff.
I had a great time at the festival and Captain-san said it was time to go back, so we did.
I was feeling great, and I waved our connected hands and felt like skipping as we headed to the carriage.
Captain-san laughed happily as he looked at me.
On the way to the carriage, I have a feeling that I clung to Captain-san’s arms because I thought I was going to stumble on the pavement.
The next morning, it goes without saying that I was troubled when I thought about what had happened the previous night.