The Vegetables with the Wrong Names. Huh? Did Gordon Get Scammed?
Was it about twenty-five tatami mats wide? It was huge.
Shelves stood in neat, even rows.
They stretched out in long lines to the right and left.
Was this the vegetable room? Just vegetables?
I went along, checking each shelf one by one.
Ah, there were carrots!
I picked one up, sniffed it, turned it around, inspecting it all over…
“This would be carrottoto.”
Huh? Isn’t carrot fine?
It sounds like ottotto or something!
What about this? A potato?
“This would be potitou.”
What is that. That’s just a foreigner speaking English with a weird accent. When you say the “tou” in potitou, why are you puckering your lips like that?
I do not need a middle-aged man’s kissy face, thanks.
And that one?
This is… an onion, right? Okay, what do they call it here?
“This would be nadansousou.”
Huh? Nadan… sousou? Wait, what does that even mean?
“When you peel it, everyone ends up crying for some reason. I myself, how many times has this fellow made me weep… sniff.”
What? No way… namida (tears) sousou?
There was that famous song, right?
What is this, Okinawa or something? And who even…
Who named this thing?
A-and also! “How many times has this fellow made me weep”? What is that? Sounds like some messy romance drama. Like he got tricked by a bad woman. I mean, I wouldn’t know!
“And furthermore, I tried biting into it, but it was merely spicy, so it cannot be used in cooking. I attempted several times to see whether it might be usable in a dish. I bit into quite a few of them, but every single one was too spicy to eat.”
Huh? Then why is it here?
“If it’s spicy, why is it here?”
“My apologies, Young Master. It is my fault. I was deceived by dat merchant. That was…”
He just said dat. I want to correct him, but he’s starting to tell a story. With that serious look on his face, how am I supposed to interrupt?
“That merchant said to me, ‘I’ve acquired something rare.’ She told me, ‘It’s very sweet, you know. It goes with any dish. It’s simply the best… just like you.’”
Gordon, why are you stretching out your philtrum like that? Why are you leaning forward?
Stop using Appraisal Eye, why is it activating? “Gordon’s Gordon is booting up, preparation nearly complete”, I do not need that information!
“Heeey…”
“Gordon, that is enough of your tale of deception. This is not a story appropriate for Young Master to hear.”
If he was deceived, then the merchant was a woman, right?
“Ah~ my deepest apologies.”
Gordon bowed to me. Sebas stood behind him.
Tch! Sebas, why are you clicking your tongue?
Apparently thinking, Staring at an old man’s backside is not exactly entertaining.
Hey, Appraisal Eye-kun? Don’t appraise Sebas’s face like that. What do you mean “apparently thinking”? Can you read emotions too? What is that ability?!
[Master, I am Appraisal Eye-kun. I do not have a name. I cannot read all emotions. I can merely sense when an unpleasant image has been conveyed. Probably.]Huh? Who was that? I heard a voice in my head.
And it talks? You’re Appraisal Eye, right? You have a will or something? That’s kind of scary. And what do you mean “probably”? Don’t be vague!
“My? Young Master Kaito, you are holding your head, what is the matter? Does your head hurt?
Shall we end the tour?”
“Sebas, thanks. My eyes were stinging a little, so I was holding my head.”
“Your eyes were stinging! So you held your head because your eyes were stinging? Not your eyes?”
“Well, maybe my head a little too? Nnno, I’m fine now. I’m okay.”
“This nadansousou… this is the cause. Gordon, dispose of it.”
“No, Sebas, don’t. This is definitely delicious. What the merchant said must be true. So don’t throw it away.”
“Very well, Young Master. If Young Master insists so strongly, we shall refrain from discarding it.”
“Yeah. Thanks, Sebas.”
That was close, my onion almost got thrown away on impulse. Whew.
“Then shall we proceed to the next storeroom?”
“Yeah.”
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