The preliminaries of the martial arts tournament were even more intense than I had expected.
By the way, the fighters I had a hunch would win were actually winning. Judging by the crowd’s cheers, it seemed there hadn’t been any major upsets so far.
“Here’s your yakisoba bread!”
“This one’s a fruit sandwich!”
“Slime’s pancake is ready too!”
Meanwhile, the food stall was as hectic as ever. The bread had finally arrived, so we switched back to the full menu. Still, with the matches so exciting, customers seemed to be looking for something easy to eat while watching. The orders just kept coming. Thanks to that, sales were looking very good.
That said, Ao’s match is coming up soon, so I focused on making plenty of yakisoba for the yakisoba bread orders.
“Shun-oniichan, it’s almost Ao’s turn.”
“Got it. I guess it’s time to put out the ‘On Break’ sign.”
Prompted by Shiro, I grabbed a wooden board and quickly scribbled some words on it.
Alright, done.
When I set the makeshift sign at the front of the stall, passing customers stopped to peer at it curiously.
“Oh? What’s this? 「-On Break- The stall is closed while the staff participates in the martial arts tournament.」 So you’re entering the tournament, huh?”
“No, I’m just supporting. Tournament rules don’t allow me to compete.”
“Ohhh, I see. So you’re strong enough that the rules wouldn’t let you fight?”
The man happily munching on his yakisoba bread seemed to already know about the tournament rules. Then Shiro leaned over and started explaining to him.
“The one participating in the tournament is Ao!”
“The slime? The one who was cooking those little baked things?”
“That’s right. Ao can even use magic—and she’s really strong.”
“Hahaha, I see. I’ve seen tamers have their companions fight before, but a slime huh. That’s a first for me. Do your best, little guy.”
Encouraged by the man’s words, Ao waved her tentacles in response.
Meanwhile, the other will also have a break while we are gone.
Hmm… Still, leaving the stall unattended raised the risk of theft.
Just then, the steward in charge came over and called out to me.
“Shun-sama, we’ll be taking turns on our breaks, so you can handle the stall in the meantime.”
“Thank you so much. I really appreciate it.”
It was a very kind offer, so I gladly agreed.
Then, the steward in charge made a small request.
“Shun-sama, could you take these two with you? The others can see the stage just fine from here, but these two are a bit short.”
“No problem at all.”
““Thank you very much!””
The two the steward had asked me to take along were a little older than Shiro, but still short in stature.
Ao, being one of the stall crew, waved her tentacles as if to say, “Come with us!”
With everyone ready, we first headed toward Sue at the medical tent.
“Sue-oneechan! We’re here!”
“Shiro-chan, thanks for waiting. Alright, let’s go.”
Sue called out to the people inside the tent before joining us.
“Sue-oneechan, are you busy?”
“A little. Just a while ago, some drunkards got into a fight and were brought here.”
“Eh? Really?”
Sue certainly seemed to have her hands full.
A fight between drunkards, huh. I understand getting heated watching intense matches, but let’s keep it reasonable, everyone.
This is translated by Yume Neiji. Kindly read at yumeineijiworks.wordpress.com.
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