Labyrinth Restaurant

"Ko, is this...!?"

Lisa stopped at the store of a butcher shop as she walked the labyrinth city market.

What was in that store was an array, commonly known as' cartoon meat ', shaped with a single bone piercing the center of the larger cylindrical meat. This is not a real artifact like stabbing a bone later in the catamari meat or wrapping ground or thinly sliced meat around the bone.

I thought Lisa was "no way," too, but this is a real fantasy world not Earth. Maybe just because Lisa didn't know, real cartoon meat also exists.

"Um, what is this meat?

I was curious. Lisa asked the butcher's shop owner. The shopkeeper is a neutral body with a faint impression, and I'm not sure if he's a young or old man, a man or a woman because he's wearing an even wider tuba hat in his eyes. The shopkeeper lovingly answered Lisa's question.

"Oh, this is meat from ◆ □ △ * ▼ ○."

"Yes?"

I could not hear only the part of the wonder and the name of the meat.

"May I ask you again?

"This is the meat of ◆ □ △ * ▼ ○."

I just can't hear the key part well why. It's not a bad slippery tongue, it's not a quick mouth, but it just doesn't come into my head with wonders and that part.

"Um, how much is this meat for?

"Oh, with this amount of meat... here's the thing"

"Do you do that much?!?"

"Yeah, that's right. What a precious piece of meat."

Lisa voiced surprise at the price offered by the store owner. As always, the identity of the meat is unknown, but this real cartoon meat seems to have a good price.

"So you buy it? I don't know when I'll be arriving next."

"Ugh... I don't have enough hands"

Unfortunately, we can't help it if we don't have enough money. I'm strongly attracted to real cartoon meat, but even if I borrow a part-time salary in advance, I'll be working for free for the time being. It's too risky to go that far to satisfy temporary curiosity, but also to buy meat that doesn't have a clear identity.

Lisa decided to give up crying this time, even as she was pulled behind her hair.

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Later, when Lisa visited the market again, the butcher himself, who was dealing with cartoon meat, was gone. It's unclear whether you've relocated or crushed it, but you can't even look for clues.

"Maybe that was a dream?

Asking someone I know and other stores in the market, there is not one person who knows about that strange butcher, and gradually, Lisa herself is becoming less and less confident that that was a reality or just a daydream.

"I just wanted to try one bite."

The whereabouts of the phantom cartoon meat literally disappeared to the other side of the dream, and the opportunity to know its flavor disappeared like smoke.