Chapter 47
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Chapter 47:
Harusame Tempura Croquette Soba And The Sudden Rain Comes
"Hahaha! Whirling through the wind, (Baruu) Chop! Chop! Cho~op!!"
I was engaged in peculiar behavior on the 4th floor of the dungeon, wielding a bar and wearing a "Bug King" suit while singing and screaming anime songs, all while massacring giant slugs.
Ah, but don't worry. Rest assured. I'm fully aware that this behavior is strange. Even though I'm like this, I'm perfectly sane and sober. So, what am I doing, you ask? I've taken on the "Skill Orb Collector" role, and I'm relentlessly hunting down giant slugs, collecting their skill orbs.
Current Previous
Level: 37 36
Race: Human
Strength: 212 200
Stamina: 218 201
Intelligence: 215 202
Spirit: 240 220
Agility: 220 208
Luck: 133 103
Dexterity: 221 200
Skills:
[Acid 1.1], [Agility], [Disease Resistance 5], [Usurp], [Mucus 2], [Space 2], [Luck Enhancement 1.3], [Footwork]
Titles:
[Bug King]
My level hasn't changed. Once I reach my late 30s, it becomes difficult to level up. So, as stress relief and the idea of "if leveling up is difficult, let's strengthen my skills," I've been hunting down giant slugs that drop the [Mucus] skill orbs.
As for the singing, it's a way to release stress and boost morale, I guess? No one's watching, so it's fine, right? Besides, when I sing, the giant slugs also react to my voice and gather around me.
But somehow, I could acquire the skill [Footwork] without realizing it. Maybe, it was the condition of [Defeating a goblin with a weapon using Footwork] or being recognized for my Footwork proficiency by the three college girls who were guiding me. That's what I think.
"Here you go! Simple soba noodles with garlic chrysanthemum, croquette, and curry. Please enjoy!"
YES! It's mine! I received the tray with my order and headed to the dining area.
The soba noodles, soaked in the plentiful black dashi broth, were the refreshing green garlic chrysanthemum tempura and the cute oval-shaped croquette. And the curry emitted a delightful aroma, reminiscent of a soba noodle shop. Mmm, it looked incredibly delicious.
I generously sprinkled shichimi pepper over the soba noodles and started by savoring the black broth.
[Slurp (Ahh~!)]
Mmm! The saltiness is still as strong as ever. This is a pitch-black dashi broth known as Kanto-style. It completely disregards low-sodium considerations, but that's just fine! This punchy flavor is what revitalizes the tired heart and salaryman's body.
[(Crunch) Slurp, slurp. (Chew, chew) Munch, munch! (Crunch, crunch!)]
And when the garlic chrysanthemum tempura's slight bitterness joins in, my slurping of the soba noodles becomes even more energetic.
(Ah, it's so good, isn't it garlic chrysanthemum tempura)
I never really experienced a sweet and sour youth. But the taste of the bitter Garlicky Chrysanthemum Tempura that I ate alone among the salarymen during my high school days seemed like a mature flavor encompassed both the sour and the sweet.
(And the croquette)
[(Crunchycrunch) Zuzo, zuzo! (Munching) Zubazooooo!]
The croquette on top of the soba noodles carries a certain gentleness and melancholy beauty. The crispy coating absorbs the broth and gradually crumbles, creating a bittersweet sensation visually and taste.
Even as an independent work of art, it's already splendid, but today, unbelievably, it comes with curry too!
[Kakka! (Munch) Kakka! (sluurp)]
How amazing! What have the people in India invented? And to think that it has traveled across the seas to Japan and evolved into a different taste, truly deserves astonishment.
Within me, a fusion of distant India and my homeland, Japan, intertwines and converges, reaching the pinnacle of deliciousness, ready to overflow from my mouth. And just as I'm about to experience this moment, my phone rings unexpectedly.
(Huh, Who could it be at a time like this?)
"Help me, Master! I'm about to be killed!"
(Gasp!)
(What!?)
It was an SOS from Serai-san.Read latest chapters at nov(e)lbin.com Only
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Chapter 47:
Harusame Tempura Croquette Soba And The Sudden Rain Comes
"Hahaha! Whirling through the wind, (Baruu) Chop! Chop! Cho~op!!"
I was engaged in peculiar behavior on the 4th floor of the dungeon, wielding a bar and wearing a "Bug King" suit while singing and screaming anime songs, all while massacring giant slugs.
Ah, but don't worry. Rest assured. I'm fully aware that this behavior is strange. Even though I'm like this, I'm perfectly sane and sober. So, what am I doing, you ask? I've taken on the "Skill Orb Collector" role, and I'm relentlessly hunting down giant slugs, collecting their skill orbs.
Current Previous
Level: 37 36
Race: Human
Strength: 212 200
Stamina: 218 201
Intelligence: 215 202
Spirit: 240 220
Agility: 220 208
Luck: 133 103
Dexterity: 221 200
Skills:
[Acid 1.1], [Agility], [Disease Resistance 5], [Usurp], [Mucus 2], [Space 2], [Luck Enhancement 1.3], [Footwork]
Titles:
[Bug King]
My level hasn't changed. Once I reach my late 30s, it becomes difficult to level up. So, as stress relief and the idea of "if leveling up is difficult, let's strengthen my skills," I've been hunting down giant slugs that drop the [Mucus] skill orbs.
As for the singing, it's a way to release stress and boost morale, I guess? No one's watching, so it's fine, right? Besides, when I sing, the giant slugs also react to my voice and gather around me.
But somehow, I could acquire the skill [Footwork] without realizing it. Maybe, it was the condition of [Defeating a goblin with a weapon using Footwork] or being recognized for my Footwork proficiency by the three college girls who were guiding me. That's what I think.
"Here you go! Simple soba noodles with garlic chrysanthemum, croquette, and curry. Please enjoy!"
YES! It's mine! I received the tray with my order and headed to the dining area.
The soba noodles, soaked in the plentiful black dashi broth, were the refreshing green garlic chrysanthemum tempura and the cute oval-shaped croquette. And the curry emitted a delightful aroma, reminiscent of a soba noodle shop. Mmm, it looked incredibly delicious.
I generously sprinkled shichimi pepper over the soba noodles and started by savoring the black broth.
[Slurp (Ahh~!)]
Mmm! The saltiness is still as strong as ever. This is a pitch-black dashi broth known as Kanto-style. It completely disregards low-sodium considerations, but that's just fine! This punchy flavor is what revitalizes the tired heart and salaryman's body.
[(Crunch) Slurp, slurp. (Chew, chew) Munch, munch! (Crunch, crunch!)]
And when the garlic chrysanthemum tempura's slight bitterness joins in, my slurping of the soba noodles becomes even more energetic.
(Ah, it's so good, isn't it garlic chrysanthemum tempura)
I never really experienced a sweet and sour youth. But the taste of the bitter Garlicky Chrysanthemum Tempura that I ate alone among the salarymen during my high school days seemed like a mature flavor encompassed both the sour and the sweet.
(And the croquette)
[(Crunchycrunch) Zuzo, zuzo! (Munching) Zubazooooo!]
The croquette on top of the soba noodles carries a certain gentleness and melancholy beauty. The crispy coating absorbs the broth and gradually crumbles, creating a bittersweet sensation visually and taste.
Even as an independent work of art, it's already splendid, but today, unbelievably, it comes with curry too!
[Kakka! (Munch) Kakka! (sluurp)]
How amazing! What have the people in India invented? And to think that it has traveled across the seas to Japan and evolved into a different taste, truly deserves astonishment.
Within me, a fusion of distant India and my homeland, Japan, intertwines and converges, reaching the pinnacle of deliciousness, ready to overflow from my mouth. And just as I'm about to experience this moment, my phone rings unexpectedly.
(Huh, Who could it be at a time like this?)
"Help me, Master! I'm about to be killed!"
(Gasp!)
(What!?)
It was an SOS from Serai-san.Read latest chapters at nov(e)lbin.com Only
Chapter 47:Harusame Tempura Croquette Soba And The Sudden Rain Comes"Hahaha! Whirling through the wind, Baruu Chop! Chop! Cho~op!!"I was engaged in peculiar behavior on the 4th floor of the dungeon, wielding a bar and wearing a "Bug King" suit while singing and screaming anime songs, all while massacring giant slugs.Ah, but don't worry. Rest assured. I'm fully aware that this behavior is strange. Even though I'm like this, I'm perfectly sane and sober. So, what am I doing, you ask? I've taken on the "Skill Orb Collector" role, and I'm relentlessly hunting down giant slugs, collecting their skill orbs.Current PreviousLevel: 37 36Race: HumanStrength: 212 200Stamina: 218 201Intelligence: 215 202Spirit: 240 220Agility: 220 208Luck: 133 103Dexterity: 221 200Skills:Acid 1.1, Agility, Disease Resistance 5, Usurp, Mucus 2, Space 2, Luck Enhancement 1.3, FootworkTitles:Bug KingMy level hasn't changed. Once I reach my late 30s, it becomes difficult to level up. So, as stress relief and the idea of "if leveling up is difficult, let's strengthen my skills," I've been hunting down giant slugs that drop the Mucus skill orbs.As for the singing, it's a way to release stress and boost morale, I guess? No one's watching, so it's fine, right? Besides, when I sing, the giant slugs also react to my voice and gather around me.But somehow, I could acquire the skill Footwork without realizing it. Maybe, it was the condition of Defeating a goblin with a weapon using Footwork or being recognized for my Footwork proficiency by the three college girls who were guiding me. That's what I think."Here you go! Simple soba noodles with garlic chrysanthemum, croquette, and curry. Please enjoy!"YES! It's mine! I received the tray with my order and headed to the dining area.The soba noodles, soaked in the plentiful black dashi broth, were the refreshing green garlic chrysanthemum tempura and the cute oval-shaped croquette. And the curry emitted a delightful aroma, reminiscent of a soba noodle shop. Mmm, it looked incredibly delicious.I generously sprinkled shichimi pepper over the soba noodles and started by savoring the black broth.Slurp Ahh~!Mmm! The saltiness is still as strong as ever. This is a pitch-black dashi broth known as Kanto-style. It completely disregards low-sodium considerations, but that's just fine! This punchy flavor is what revitalizes the tired heart and salaryman's body.Crunch Slurp, slurp. Chew, chew Munch, munch! Crunch, crunch!And when the garlic chrysanthemum tempura's slight bitterness joins in, my slurping of the soba noodles becomes even more energetic.Ah, it's so good, isn't it garlic chrysanthemum tempuraI never really experienced a sweet and sour youth. But the taste of the bitter Garlicky Chrysanthemum Tempura that I ate alone among the salarymen during my high school days seemed like a mature flavor encompassed both the sour and the sweet.And the croquetteCrunchycrunch Zuzo, zuzo! Munching Zubazooooo!The croquette on top of the soba noodles carries a certain gentleness and melancholy beauty. The crispy coating absorbs the broth and gradually crumbles, creating a bittersweet sensation visually and taste.Even as an independent work of art, it's already splendid, but today, unbelievably, it comes with curry too!Kakka! Munch Kakka! sluurpHow amazing! What have the people in India invented? And to think that it has traveled across the seas to Japan and evolved into a different taste, truly deserves astonishment.Within me, a fusion of distant India and my homeland, Japan, intertwines and converges, reaching the pinnacle of deliciousness, ready to overflow from my mouth. And just as I'm about to experience this moment, my phone rings unexpectedly.Huh, Who could it be at a time like this?"Help me, Master! I'm about to be killed!"Gasp!What!?It was an SOS from Serai-san.Read latest chapters at novelbin.com Only
