Side Story 1:
Assorted Sandwiches
The day after I worked at the Restaurant to Another World, I always ended up sleeping a bit later.
Normally, once dawn broke, I woke up from the brightness. On the Day of Sun, however, I pulled my wool blanket over my head and rested until midday.
In the other world, the Day of Sun followed the Day of Satur. I didn’t have work on the Day of Sun, so it was totally fine if I slept a little extra. That was what the master told me!
Since the restaurant was constantly lit by magic lights, I sometimes forgot that I always worked until late at night. By the time I went home, the sun was already long gone, and it was pitch-black outside. So, there wasn’t much I could do about waking up late, right?
Once it was bright out, and my drowsiness was gone, I finally awoke for real.
“Fwaaah…” With a tiny yawn, I brushed the straw out of my hair.
I actually quite liked touching my hair, especially since I got to do it up at the Restaurant to Another World. It was all smooth and pretty!
It made me really happy how clean me, my hair, and even my clothes were. Every Day of Satur, I got to make my one outfit nice and clean again.
In the other world, all I had to do was put my clothes in a box, add the magical potion, and press a button. Then the magic tool automatically cleaned and dried them! Master washed my clothes for me along with his own work clothes.
No matter how dirty my clothes got in the morning, by the time I was ready to go home, they smelled great—and even the hardest stains to get out were gone!
Oh, and because the master let me use the shower before I went home, I was always nice and warm and ready for bed.
I was grateful enough that he paid me well and fed me such delicious meals, but he always took such good care of me even outside of those things. When I told him that I lived in some ruins, he responded that it must be rough to live like that and gave me all kinds of strange tools.
“They’re not much,” he said. “Just some cheap, used stuff. So, don’t feel bad about taking them.”
To me, however, each and every tool was a prized possession. That was why I made a point of using them myself as much as possible instead of trying to sell them.