“Rurutia is going around eating the sweets of your world, while Gayn has taken to the songs of Japan’s idol groups.” [Kufo]
“The heck!? I mean there’s nothing wrong with that, but… Can you really go into another world for such shallow reasons?” [Ryouma]
“Normally, gods don’t really interfere with each other, but we have always been sending earthlings and mana over from Earth, so… And besides, our world doesn’t have much in the way of entertainment. Even the sweets that Rurutia has grown so fond of are relatively rare over here. And the sweets that we do have can’t compare to the ones in your world.” [Kufo]
“Well, that’s true, I suppose.” [Ryouma]
“I also explored the secluded areas of earth just recently, actually. As the god of life, I went to see the organisms that could survive even in harsh conditions. Like the Amazons, the Sahara desert, the Atlantis, or the deep sea.” [Kufo]
“I’m pretty sure one of those isn’t like the others!” [Ryouma]
“Keep this a secret, okay? It would be a huge hit to our reputation if people were to find out.” [Kufo]
“Hey, don’t ignore me. Anyway, even if I told others, they wouldn’t believe me.” [Ryouma]
“Well, that’s true.” [Ryouma]
Kufo cackled in a way that suited his appearance.
…If not for the scale of our conversation, I would have forgotten that he’s a god.
“I don’t know about Gayn’s idol groups, but couldn’t Rurutia just make sweets more popular in this world? There are a lot of otherworlders here, right?” [Ryouma]
“Right, but it’s not easy to spread recipes. We don’t have internet here like you do on Earth, after all. You’re aware that food loaded with spice here are a luxury, right?” [Kufo]
“A couple have been passed down among aristocrats and the royal family as luxury goods, but commoners could never procure the ingredients to make them. That’s why even if otherworlders try to cook their hometown’s food here, the number of people that could emulate them is limited, and the recipe is unlikely to be handed down. And even if it does get handed down, odds are that it’ll eventually be forgotten. For example, just recently, you’ve met a person known as Pioro Saionji, right?” [Kufo]
“Yes. So, he really is an otherworlder’s descendant. I figured he might be after hearing his last name.” [Ryouma]
“That otherworlder was the son of an okonomiyaki shop owner and was studying at a cooking school.
When he came to this world, he tried making okonomiyaki, but he couldn’t make the sauce because he couldn’t procure the seafood needed. So in order to gather the ingredients, he traveled the whole world, working as a peddler to cover the expenses. As a result, he managed to make the okonomiyaki he so wanted, but unfortunately, it didn’t spread.
So he used the connections he made and knowledge of ingredients he learned along his journey to put up a company. That company is none other than the current Saionji Company.
Another way of putting it is that he was born at a period where unless one travelled the whole world to gather the ingredients, it wouldn’t be possible to make okonomiyaki. Nowadays, there are other people trying to copy the Saionji company, so those ingredients are a lot easier to get.” [Kufo]
Something like that happened, huh…
Tl Note: Really busy today and probably tomorrow too, so just a short chapter part. I’m sure it must be annoying coming to a short part, but posting parts even when short is still faster than not posting, and then posting later when I’m free. Silently keeping the chapters and then just posting them when they’re long enough doesn’t work either because I usually can’t get any work done unless I intend to post, so… yeah.