Episode 19 – [Another World Standard of Living]

A half-elf who is said to be a bad omen and who seems to be discriminated against–Princess Limona’s gaze of disgust and contempt towards Rhys was surprising to me, who only knew Rhys as someone who was loved and cherished in the adventurer’s guild.

I can’t tell if it’s because Limona is special or the adventurers were special,

And there was one more thing I couldn’t discern.

“Is this…..privileged or disadvantaged?”

While I was having fun with Rhys, the sun went down before I knew it, and it was time for dinner, so the food that was brought to me was some kind of grilled bone-in steak, some very hard bread, and some tattered vegetables.

The meat had some pepper on it, but it smelled too gamey to be disguised by pepper, and the soup was just a very hot water. I wouldn’t say it tastes bland. It doesn’t taste good. The bread is also ridiculously hard. I tried to dip it in the soup, but it tasted bad too.

I looked down at the garbage meal, groaning, not touching it.

“What are you talking about, Sora sama? It’s a pretty sumptuous meal, isn’t it? I don’t know what kind of meat this is, but it has pepper on it. Pepper ! It’s peppered with pepper that is rumored to be worth the same price as gold ! !”

“What’s with the pepper? ? I mean, if you’re talking about pepper, I’d put a lot of it in your fried rice.”

“Eh !? Why didn’t you tell me !? What’s with the pepper? If such high-quality ingredients were used, I would have liked it to taste better ! !”

Rhys said something a little regretful and gobbled up the stinky meat.

I see. So spices are at medieval European prices in this world too. …Moreover, from what I heard from Rhys, she seems to be quite excited about this.

Given that I have a 7-star skill and that I’m given preferential treatment in terms of cooking in this suite, I could have guessed what the group A group’s meals were like.

If it were me, I would have a stomach ache in one night and depression in three days.

I’m amused to think, however, that the same people who were sneering at me with their phone cameras pointed at me when I was about to be fed to a rat can only afford this kind of food.

“…..But I still can’t eat it.. I’ll go to Japan and buy a bento.”

“I-in that case, I’d like to eat it too !”

“Well, do you want to go with me?”

“Yes !”

I wonder if I can eat the bento after eating all that stinky meat.

Rhys is petite and has a very thin stomach. …That said, I have plenty of money in my pocket right now, so I don’t get stingy with just a few hundred yen for a bento.

……And then it suddenly hit me.

Those guys must have a hard time eating that crap every day. Even though I have a grudge against them for ridiculing me and leaving me to die, it’s my former classmates’ friendship.

I’ll buy lunch for them.

But it’s hard to carry a lot of food, so I’ll just have three or so for them, right?

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I bought five chicken nanban bento.  From a reliable and trustworthy restaurant. Personally, I think that the Chicken Nanban bento is the best bento at Hotto Motto

Not only the main dish of Chicken Nanban, but also the pasta underneath is delicious.

After that, I bought some dessert snacks at a nearby convenience store. They were for me and Rhys to eat.

When we returned to the suite, Rhys and I ate one of the bento boxes while it was still warm.

“There’s pepper on this pasta too ! Sora sama. Is your country so rich?”

“There is no doubt that Japan is one of the richest countries in my world, but the reason pepper is so cheap is purely because the cost of distribution is so insignificant.”

In medieval Europe, luxury goods such as sugar, tea, and spices were expensive because they could only be obtained by sailing between continents when only sailing ships were available—in other words, distribution was incredibly labor-intensive.

On Earth, where airplanes and large ships with power reactors can deliver many things safely, quickly, and reliably, even foodstuffs in countries on the other side of the planet are not so expensive.

“Sora sama. This meat doesn’t smell bad at all and is very tender. And this is fried food, right? It’s rumored that you have to use a lot of expensive oil to make it.”

“Neither the meat nor the oil is that expensive, though.”

“Is it heaven !? Is this country heaven?”

…… I think the food in another  world is just too hellish.

However, I hear that the food in Japan today is much better than it was a few hundred years ago–or even a few decades ago, due to the accumulation of breeding improvements and corporate efforts.

Seeing the devastation in the other world, I realize that I was born in a blessed country.

Hashida, who treats me so horribly, and the A group members who laugh at me are in another world, and Ishibashi and Konoe won’t be coming to school for a while because they injured their knees and arms due to strange phenomena, so I’m at peace.

Now if only that asshole of a father didn’t exist, I’d be in heaven.

I’ll have to think of a way to deal with him. But that can wait.

I finish my chicken nanban bento and head out of the room with the plastic bag containing the remaining three lunches in my hand, which are starting to get cold. Rhys follows.

…..I wonder where those “A” guys are now that I mention?

Are they tucking into those stinky meat steaks, hot water with ragged veggies, and stale bread? In their respective rooms?

As I’m skipping along, I spot Limona.

Limona gives a blatantly disgusted look to Rhys behind me, but quickly makes a mocking smile and turns to me.

“Sora sama. …… Tat bag. Is that for the Heroes?”

“Well, it’s like that. Where are they now? Oh, and I’ll give you this.”

I hand over a box of caramels from the bag that I haven’t opened yet. The one with almonds.

“T-this is……. I’ll pay for it later. And the other heroes are eating in the dining room right now.”

“The dining room?”

“I was actually going to invite Sora sama to the dining room, but I heard you were absent.”

After having a good time with Rhys, I took a nap for a while.

But if I was called in the middle of that, I would think it would be at a time when I would have already finished eating and would have been dismissed from the cafeteria.

With this in mind, I followed Limona to the cafeteria, where I found the A group members were eating their meals. The menu was the same as mine: hard bread, hot water with vegetables, and meat.

However, when I looked closely, I found that there was no pepper on the meat, and the vegetable soup usually contained core and peel.

“Ugh, today’s meat smells even worse……. Tanaka kun, you can eat my portion.

“I don’t want it. …..I’ve decided I only eat beef and pork.”

“You guys shut up and eat. It’s already bad and it’s frustrating…”

They were eating in an incredibly unpleasant atmosphere.

It was no wonder. They were served such bad food–probably of such terrible quality day after day. It was impossible not to be annoyed.

Especially if you’re one of those people who have the sensitivity to ridicule people who are being mistreated.

In the silent cafeteria, I clap my hands. Then all eyes were on the bag I was holding.

“Hey, guys. It’s been three days, hasn’t it? I bought three chicken nanban lunches from Hotto Motto today.”

The eyes of my classmates glittered.

I guess they were looking forward to it, thinking it would be the first time in a while that they would be able to eat a decent meal.

But most of the A class students had probably spent most of their money at the last candy auction, and there was no reason for me, who had 2.8 million yen in gold coins to sell, to just sell them for money again.

Now–how much will these guys pay for a few hundred yen bento? Let’s see !

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