Isekai Torippu Shita Sono Bade Taberarechaimashita

The captain had been discussing this with the men of the Fifth Division stationed in this town for some time.

Probably talk about how long you'll be free time.

Everyone else has already gone where they want to go, but you won't be able to just play when you're in class, Captain.

You said you had less free time than a servant.

This is only an anticipation, but I guess when the captain came to town, he didn't always take up most of his free time.

Captain, I don't know because you're a working person. That sounds like a hell of a story.

I'm talking to the captain, he seems to be smiling and concerned... or he seems weak, he's the deputy captain of the Fifth Division, who's putting together the troops of the Fifth Division in this town - Perito.

There was a platoon captain at the fort, so he was feeling like a deputy, but sequentially, the next great thing about the captain was the deputy captain.

Next up is the captain's platoon captain of the immediate unit...... I mean the captain of the Malachile platoon, then the platoon captain of the deputy captain's immediate unit. So, after that, he's the rest of the platoon leader, and all the rest of the crew are in the same line, apparently.

I managed to remember these things because I was listening and studying a little when I was at the fort.

Nevertheless...... Deputy, I smell hectic attributes......

While I was trying to figure something out, it seemed like we talked safely, and the captain came this way.

That's all that makes me wonder what I've been waiting for more than five minutes or something.

Shit, me now, my face is definitely broken.

But the captain also has a softer expression than usual, okay?

"Let's eat first"

"Sassy! Me, I'm hungry!

"I guess. It's past lunchtime."

The captain took the watch he was lowering from his hips and said so.

The clock, though close to the pocket watch I know, is a bit smaller than that.

The decorations are fine and clean, but I don't think I'm gothic, and the captain has a good hobby.

"Speaking of which, just now, you heard the bell. That was a signal for lunch, right?"

I wonder if that was when I was counting the number of plates I would buy this time.

It was such a loud noise that it came into my ear even when I was concentrating.

"Between six o'clock in the morning and twelve o'clock in the night, the bell rings every three hours in this town. I have to get back to work before the next bell rings."

"Really? Then you can't take your lunch very slowly if the time is right."

"... sorry"

An apology came back for what I didn't want to say, and I said yes.

Nothing, I didn't want to blame the captain!

"Eh, never mind! It's not time that counts, it's density! It's a concentration! It's my date, so let's go hang out!

I don't know what I'm talking about myself, but in short, I don't care about words as long as they convey nuances.

I can't believe it's like ramen all the time.

Snooze, that's already from the night with the captain...... yeah, shall we stop doing this any more?

"... well, yeah"

Captain, you haven't gotten too into my funny remarks lately, have you?

You don't need to go into the day because you're going into the night...... it's a mild joke.

That's all, I wonder if you're getting used to my tempo.

I'm kind of happy because my personality and my remarks, even my friends occasionally had trouble reacting, and it was easy to make enemies.

"Follow me."

"Yes!"

After the captain who said so and walked out, I say hello to the loyal dog.

If the captain walks at the usual speed, I'll have to run a small run to keep up, but the caretaker captain is up to my pace.

I can't stop my chest from being queasy for such insignificant kindness.

Lately, I feel like the captain is doing anything all the time.

Love is infinite! Love is unlimited!

Even though it's still too much, I'm going to like you more about the captain.

"Um, captain."

"What?"

Speaking up, the captain looked back properly.

The blue grey eyes have a very gentle color when they are pointed at me.

It makes me want to be sweet. Makes me want to ask.

I look more selfish than usual.

"Hands, would you like to connect?

Besides, I tried to suggest with my hand out.

I know the captain is shy, and I know he won't like it very much to mess up in public.

But as far as I've had quite a bit of experience dating in modern Japan, when it comes to dating, I'm either connected to a lover or armed.

In order to enjoy my first date, I also wanted to clear about the first gate, the hand tie.

Ugh...... but it's still going to screw up......

'Cause the moment I suggested it, it was between the captain's eyebrows...

Don't you like it? I don't like it, do I? Because you're the captain! I knew it. Of course. Yes!

"It's okay if you can't! Really! Hey, I just thought you wanted to be a lover and have a run run run or something here! That's not why you hate me!

Pull in the hand you were offering and overlap your words so the captain doesn't care.

Forced to hold hands, 'cause, of course, I can.

After all, because I think dating is the first thing we make up because we have feelings for each other.

Convince yourself that if the captain can't enjoy it because of it, he can't help but hold hands...

"If you don't like the captain..."

The words I wanted to go on, all of the supo went out of my head.

Because the captain grabbed a piece of both hands that he was shaking in front of his chest.

He looked up at the captain as he closed his eyes.

From me, keep your gaze away, with slightly reddish cheeks.

"... let's go"

"Heh? Ah, yes"

Keep your hands on me, I just have to follow.

If you follow the tip of your hand, it is firmly connected to the captain's hand.

Wrapped in big, disappointing hands, the plush came straight through.

It's not a lover connection that involves fingers, and it's a child-like way of connecting.

I can't believe I'm more thrilled than when I've held hands with anyone before.

Then, knowing nothing about the town, the captain took me to a lively dining room.

Though the store was sturdy, cuteness can be seen in the checked table mats and decorated flowers.

Customers focused on families, girls and couples alike.

Though there are few male customers, it feels a little hard to imagine the captain coming alone in a store, etc.

That should be it, too, and the captain told me that this was the first time I had entered this store, until the meal was brought in.

He thought it wouldn't suit me because it's always a store full of guys, quantity over quality.

Shop with more vegetables than meat, light flavors, tasty desserts and, if possible, rice dishes. On the condition that you just introduced me to the deputy captains? I see. I'm sorry I had to talk to you for five minutes.

My preferences seemed well grasped, either in the morning or at night, because we often had dinner together.

You're watching me right. 'Cause I'm happy and happy, and while I was eating dinner, I was always nagging.

Of course, there's also the fact that the rice there was very good!

Vegetable-rich cheese risotto and salad with potato potage. Chocolate cake and herbal tea after meals.

They all tasted unpleasant, especially the cake, so much that my cheeks were going to fall off.

Fabric with several types of dried fruit and nuts. Fluffy sweet hikame cream. Raspberry sauce on top. Ha... it's really delicious and you're going to be able to eat as many as you want!

Of course the food served at the fort is delicious, but after all, the basics are the taste preferred by men, so if you prefer, the armament goes up to this store.

Maybe the captain introduced me to the store, knowing something like that.

The captain has seen me eating deliciously with a soft-hearted look while eating his share.

When I say, "It's delicious," I say, "Right."

Eating dinner with me shouldn't be the same as when I'm at the fort.

How can it be that the place is just different and somehow different to my feelings?

I wonder if this is because it's a date, different from the usual routine.

Delicious rice, full stomach......

To my heart, it was the beginning of a date, full of them.