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Shinobu had purchased a whole bucketful of eels at the evening market. Lorenz thought it unnecessary to buy so much for staff meals, but Shinobu only gave him a defiant smile when he mentioned it. The fact that Taisho didn’t…
A customer reached for the sliding door to enter Izakaya Nobu, but promptly shut it again. Shinobu, the server, didn’t even have time to greet them. This was already the fifth group of customers to do this. Lorenz glanced at…
She rounded a corner, crossed a bridge, and rounded another corner. The fox’s shadow had long since disappeared, but Eva continued to run. She felt like she was hungry, but for now, all she could do was keep putting one…
There are many mysterious things at Izakaya Nobu. The kamidana displayed on the wall behind the counter is one of them. Shinobu and Eva are in charge of cleaning before the shop opens, but only the Taisho meticulously cleans every nook…
“Mashed potatoes? I ate those often enough before coming to the ancient capital.” Before Jean was a dish that, by all appearances, was nothing more than ordinary mashed potatoes. After the previous two dishes, which had been unlike anything he’d…
It was purely by chance that Jean-François Mont de la Vigny, who had come from the Eastern Kingdom, ducked under the noren of the tavern Nobu. For Jean, any tavern frequented by the average resident of the city would have…
“Yes, coming right up!” Shinobu recomposed her expression to avoid arousing suspicion and went to take the blonde woman’s order. Up close, she was quite beautiful. You might believe she was an actress from an old Hollywood movie. Pointing at…
The hoarse voice of a vendor hawking their wares echoed in the distance. The ancient capital was growing increasingly hot, but as the shadows of passersby lengthened in the evening, the coolness became just right. Many people strolled along the…
“So, today’s Izakaya Nobu is all about squid, is it?” Beside Bertholt, Deacon Edwin stroked his beard. Bertholt stared at the paper posted on the sliding entrance door, the writing on it feeling like both a blessing and a death…