The three of us decided to go to an establishment with a quiet but somewhat glamorous ambiance to it. This establishment’s signboard had the picture of a colorful butterfly with a symbol of a cradle and there were some popping out words written in Lancaster language. The signboard was so beautifully made that it made me wonder if there was an occupation similar to ‘designer’ in this world.
When I appraised the Lancaster language written on the sign, it gave me the result 【Butterfly’s Cradle Pub】on it.
We quickly entered the place and were greeted by a beautiful young woman clad in red dress. As for the male waiter…. It seemed there wasn’t any male attendant in this place.
Now then, are we going to sit at the counter? Or maybe she will show us to a table?
If I were to come here alone, I’d prefer to sit at the end of the counter and quietly drink alone. Since there were 3 of us today, they would commonly have us sit together and have a female employee entertain us.
However for some reason, the three of us were led into separate places individually. Margo and Juno gave me a gesture that means “good luck!” but since I didn’t understand what they meant, I only inclined my head to the side.
Good luck at what?
The last one to be guided was me and they showed me to a seat that was slightly bigger than the other. The woman who accompanied me had silky silver hair and a mole under her eyes that suited her. She was a slender and beautiful woman who gave off the impression of a somewhat gentle and quiet woman.
“Hello, nice to meet you.”
I greeted her in my toittering Lancaster language and took out a bundle of paper to communicate with her.
“Hello. I’m Yurina.”
She introduced herself as Yurina. Yurina-san put a glass of liquor on the table and sat down next to me.
Which reminded me, a university friend of mine who became a certified public accountant said that he used to learn English with all of his might when he was studying abroad in the Philippines so he could talk with the girls at the pub. He said that he was able to learn the language a lot more in the pub compared to learning in language school.
Maybe if I frequented a place like this, I could improve my Lancaster language greatly.
I casually glanced around to see how Margo and Juno were doing. Just like me, Juno was drinking normally while Margo….
He was acting without restraint.
I think Sarasa will get angry if she sees this… Though I do understand his feelings. Of course he will feel happier when a beautiful woman accompanies him.
I decided to focus on my conversation with Yurina-san who was pouring liquor into my glass next to me. It’d be considered rude if I ignored her and kept on looking at my surroundings instead.
I stirred a bottle of spirits and drank it straight up. The burning sensation on my throat felt nice.
Using the combination of my poor Lancaster language and gesture, I asked Yurina-san to tell me more about herself. If no matter what I did I couldn’t get my thoughts across to her, I’d communicate with her in writing.
I had a lot of fun drinking and talking about various things with Yurina-san. When she knew I was a foreigner who couldn’t speak the Lancaster language, she told me a famous folklore in Lancaster about a minstrel with a lute in one hand. This folklore was commonly used as a material for conversation in Lancaster.
In a steep mountain somewhere on the west, there was a sacred tree. The tree was over 10.000 years old and near the root of the tree there grew a plant called “ilune grass” with shining silver flowers. That sacred tree was guarded by terrifying monsters.
Legend has it that the nectar of that silver flower could cure all kinds of sickness. To create the panacea, you needed to have the nectar from ilune flowers, irene herbs, mylene detoxifying herbs and the hair from the monsters guarding the sacred tree.
I jotted down the legend I had just heard from Yurina-san on my note.
I heard that the quickest way to learn a foreign language is by flirting with the woman at the pub in that foreign country.
The advice from my CPA friend might be true so I decided to come back again to talk with Yurina-san.
Enveloped in a good mood, the three of us then left the establishment together.
T/N: The legend feels like an exposition. I guess MC will need to make that panacea in the future.