blogombal Chapter 300 Table Manners
Chapter 300 Table Manners
Chapter 300 Table Manners
Broly and his group of Digimon looting the house were all clearly seen by Mitsuo Yamaki and the others.
Mitsuo Yamaki was somewhat surprised, but from this he deduced that the group of Digimon that came down from the Sky Castle must be beings who had some understanding of the real world.
In the Shinjuku area where the Indra was located, the streets were under martial law and lockdown. When Broly, Gatomon, and other Digimon had collected some money and were preparing to leave, they were stopped by human soldiers who were blocking the streets.
"Stop! You can't leave this place."
The soldiers blocking the street, seeing a group of Digimon approaching, immediately issued a tense warning.
Fortunately, before the conflict broke out, Yamaki Mitsuo brought his female subordinate, Feng Lihua, to the area.
After showing his identification to the soldiers, Mitsuo Yamaki approached Broly and the others and greeted them: "Hello, I'm Mitsuo Yamaki, the head of the Network Management Bureau. May I ask where you're headed?"
"Does the great Gluttonous Beast King need to report to a human like you where he wants to go? If you know what's good for you, get lost, or I, Devimon, will teach you a lesson."
Little Devimon flew forward like a lackey and launched into a tirade against the approaching Mitsuhiro Yamaki.
Mitsuo Yamaki's lips twitched. He had thought that the Digimon who came down from Sky Castle were relatively easy to communicate with because he had just successfully communicated with Andromon who came down to investigate. But he did not expect to experience such a completely different attitude.
"Don't misunderstand, we don't mean to restrict your freedom, it's just that our world has limited understanding of the digital world."
Ordinary people are often filled with fear of Digimon, so they came to ask about it in order to avoid any misunderstandings.
"Um, do any of you need a guide?"
Digimon turned to look at Broly, who thought for a moment and then nodded: "We do need a guide for this world."
"I saw you collecting money on the street surveillance cameras. What are you planning to buy?"
"We're going to buy some good food, do you have any recommendations?"
"There are some good restaurants in Shinjuku. We can take you there."
Broly didn't refuse and got into the other party's car with Gatomon, Fairymon, two Lilimon, Angemon, and Devimon.
Mitsuo Yamaki spoke to the soldiers blocking the street, and after contacting their superiors and receiving permission, they quickly allowed them to pass.
A tall woman drove, while Mitsuo Yamaki sat in the passenger seat. Looking at Broly, who resembled a human boy remarkably well, in the rearview mirror, he suddenly asked, "King of Gluttony, what is your purpose in coming to our world?"
"We had no destination, we were just passing by. We were looking for a thief who stole my partner's things, but he doesn't exist in this real world."
Broly gently massaged Gatomon's ears and replied to the other without even looking up.
"What does 'real world' mean? Are there other real worlds?"
Yamaki Mitsuo asked with a smile, seemingly not quite believing it.
"Obviously, yes."
Broly responded succinctly.
"Broly, this guy's trying to trick you into talking."
The fairy beast was more direct. After glancing at the man in sunglasses in the front passenger seat, it reminded the boy next to it.
"I know, but it's not a big deal. There's no harm in telling them."
Hearing the conversation behind him that made no attempt to hide it from him, Yamaki Mitsuo, sitting in the passenger seat, looked embarrassed.
"Cough cough..."
He coughed twice, adjusted his sunglasses, and then tried to ask, "Can I ask you a question?"
"ask."
After receiving permission, Mitsuo Yamaki finally asked the question: "Are you a Digimon or a human?"
"I am not a Digimon, nor am I human. I am a Saiyan from Planet Vampa."
This answer left Mitsuo Yamaki somewhat speechless.
After a moment of silence, he decided to continue: "So, they're aliens. Well, our world is facing a major crisis and needs some people who can help. I wonder if you could help us?"
Before this, Andromon, controlled by Molemon, rejected his useless offer and left without giving him a chance to continue.
"What kind of favor? If it doesn't take up too much of my time, I can agree."
Broly is an easy-going Saiyan and also quite kind-hearted. Although he had only just met the man in sunglasses in the passenger seat, he was happy to help with small favors.
"You've already fought that giant pink monster. It's encroaching on our world, and we're trying to eliminate it or drive it out of our world. This will take time, but our human army can hardly afford to delay it..."
Before arriving, Yamaki Mitsuhiro had already received a communication from Dalfin that network information communication centers around the world had been invaded by the Di Li Demons, who were using the internet to invade the real world.
As for the Digital World, the situation is even more dire, having already lost 21% of its territory.
The source data of the Emperor Demon that was detected is located in Shinjuku in the real world.
They need someone to suppress the actions of the Di Li Mo in Shinjuku.
There was originally only one option: the children of Matsuda Hiroto.
But the sudden appearance of the Sky Castle gave Mitsuo Yamaki another option.
"How long do we need to stall for time?"
After hearing the other party's request to help buy time, Broly couldn't help but ask.
"If possible, the longer the better."
The task force still has no clue how to deal with the Emperor Li Demon, that's all Yamaki Mitsuhiro could say.
"I'm sorry, I can only promise to help you while I'm in this world, but I won't delay my journey to the destination world in order to help you."
Time passes more slowly in the digital world, so staying longer isn't a big deal. But after arriving in the real world, Broly discovered that the amount of time he could stay had been reduced to three digits.
Clearly, his time spent in this real world is being consumed at more than ten times the speed of time in the original digital world.
Every extra day spent in this world is equivalent to reducing the original ten days or half a month's stay in the digital world.
Although the number of days does not represent the happiness value, the happiness value of Gatomon will increase proportionally with the time they spend together.
"That's enough, thank you so much."
Yamaki Mitsuo first expressed his gratitude before asking further questions.
"How long can you stay in this world?"
"6-8 hours."
Broly revealed the molecular beast's instructions regarding the preparation time for the spaceship's next crossing.
"Oh, it's only been that long?"
Mitsuo Yamaki was stunned. He thought he had gained new support, but he learned that the group that was helping him would only stay in this world for such a short time.
"Are you saying you're disgusted?"
Devimon is a cunning little thing, but sometimes it can also be the best mouth double.
No, not at all.
Mitsuo Yamaki quickly denied it.
"Hmph~"
Seeing this, Impmon snorted coldly before saying, "You should be grateful and kneel down to thank the great Gluttonous King for the time he has spent in your world to help you humans!"
"No, Devimon, I don't need that kind of gratitude."
Broly directly refuted this.
"Yes, it was my fault for being so talkative."
Little Devimon quickly admitted his mistake.
"This guy always seems to like doing things that are all about formalities."
Fairymon commented on Devimon's behavior in this way.
You guys have absolutely no idea how important flattery is!
LittleDevimon, however, was unimpressed.
It was through this kind of formalism that it won the favor of Myotismon and was able to be entrusted with important tasks by Myotismon while still in its growth stage.
Now that he's following the new king, Devimon has adopted his usual style and believes he's done a great job.
Now, the Gluttonous Beast King can even take it with him when he wants to go out for a delicious meal.
Little Devimon doesn't think this is due to its small size; it only believes that it has entered the inner circle of Gluttony King.
Sooner or later, it will become the most trusted and relied-upon Digimon, second only to Gatomon and above all other Digimon.
Thinking of this, Devimon chuckled to itself, drawing sidelong glances from the other Digimon.
"Ha~"
Angemon yawned. As a baby type 1 creature, it was always prone to drowsiness, but it was willing to persevere for the sake of delicious food.
Mitsuo Yamaki didn't know what Broly and the other Digimon wanted to eat, so he took them to a rather upscale Western restaurant.
Meanwhile, people from the Internet Management Bureau had already come over to give us a heads-up.
Regular guests are temporarily not being served, and those already dining have been moved to other areas.
The entire Western restaurant was emptied out just to accommodate Broly and his group of somewhat unique otherworldly guests.
This is done to avoid any potential misunderstandings.
Information about Digimon in this world has already been officially released.
However, ordinary people would still feel scared if they saw a Digimon in real life.
Because most Digimon are relatively dangerous creatures to ordinary people.
"The aged steak here is very good. I used to come here for a meal when I had free time on weekends."
Yamaki Mitsuo introduced it like a seasoned gourmet.
It turns out that when prices go up, most restaurants' food is actually not bad.
"Do people in the real world eat such delicious food every day?"
Having tasted the flavor of the aged grilled steak, the Digimon that followed were somewhat amazed and began to wolf down the food that was served on the table.
"It's delicious, but the portion is a bit small."
The portion sizes at the Western restaurant were far too small for the Digimon.
Even a Rookie Digimon like Devimon can eat food much larger than its own body size, let alone Broly, a Saiyan.
Although I've never been hungry since I came into this world, if I were to eat to my heart's content, I could easily eat enough food for a hundred people at once.
The waiter who came over to clear the plates and continue serving food couldn't help but show a hint of disdain in his eyes as he looked at the Digimon who were wolfing down their food in such an unrefined manner.
Perhaps, if it were a human dining here, he might not have shown such an expression, but Digimon, aren't they just a bunch of dangerous beasts that can talk?
In the waiter's eyes, they were no different from a group of savage creatures, no matter how cute they looked. It was as if even pet cats could eat at the table.
Gatomon was munching on its steak when it suddenly noticed the gaze on it. It looked up and saw the waiter's uncomfortable look. It frowned and nudged the boy next to it, who was pouring steak into his mouth.
"Abu, is that guy looking down on us?"
"Um?"
Broly turned his head and looked in the direction Gatomon was pointing.
Across from him, Mitsuo Yamaki, who was having dinner with him, also looked up and glanced over.
After noticing the slightly disdainful look in the waiter's eyes, he knew he was in trouble.
He was most afraid of this situation happening.
Digimon are creatures that can easily sense human emotions.
However, what was unexpected was that after clearing out the ordinary human customers in advance, a problem arose with one of the waiters.
"King of Gluttony, should I gouge that guy's eyes out?"
Little Devimon grinned, staring at the human waiter whose eyes were beginning to widen in fear, and asked him a question with utter malice.
"This is a misunderstanding..."
Yamaki Mitsuo hurriedly explained, but before he could finish, he heard the boy opposite him say something.
"No need, it's normal for us to be looked down upon. Who told us to eat in such an unseemly way?"
I remember that dining in restaurants like this required following certain table manners, although I personally found them rather cumbersome.
"Table manners?"
Tailmon and the other Digimon tilted their heads and looked over, not understanding what table manners were.
"That's about it..."
Broly picked up the last piece of beef from the plate, popped it into his mouth, wiped his fingers clean with a napkin, and then placed a new plate of steak in front of him.
But the moment he picked up the unused knife and fork next to him, his demeanor changed, and he suddenly became elegant.
At this moment, he was no longer a wild boy from Planet Wanpa, but more like a well-educated young nobleman.
He precisely cut the beef on his plate with his knife and fork, slicing it into bite-sized pieces, then skewering them with his fork and chewing them slowly without making a chewing sound.
Satisfied with the food, the corners of her mouth curled up slightly, and her face showed a look of intoxication, yet also a hint of reserve, not completely lost in the moment.
The Digimon and humans watching this scene were stunned, unable to believe that this was the same boy who had just been eating meat with his hands.
"Abu, does eating like this make the food taste better?"
Gatomon couldn't help but ask, and the other Digimon had the same guess.
Just because of the king's expression, it looked like he was eating a very delicious meal.
"It seems so, because it's about savoring the taste of the food."
"I want to eat like you."
"So are we."
"Okay, but first you need to have flexible hands that can hold a knife and fork."
Gatomon looked at its own cat paw and then thought of LadyDevimon's huge left hand paw, and immediately chose to undergo Ultimate Evolution.
Angewomon appeared, and the restaurant radiated a holy light.
"Heavens...angels?"
The waiter who had initially looked down on Gatomon was now completely dumbfounded.
Under Broly's tutelage, the way a group of Digimon ate began to become more elegant.
Without wolfing down their food, it seemed as if they had instantly risen to a higher social class.
Seeing this change, the other waiters suddenly had a different opinion of the general public regarding Digimon:
It turns out that Digimon are not all savage and dangerous creatures; some Digimon can also eat with great elegance, just like humans.
"I thought you were going to hurt that person."
Seeing that things weren't going in a bad direction, Mitsuo Yamaki breathed a sigh of relief and said...
Why would you think that way?
Broly looked at the man in sunglasses opposite him with some confusion, not understanding why the other man would have such thoughts.
"Wasn't that person looking at you strangely?"
Yamamoto asked.
"Doing the right thing in the right place will be viewed normally, while doing the wrong thing in the wrong place will be viewed strangely. There doesn't seem to be anything wrong with that, right?"
In Konosuba's world, his interactions with some abnormal wives actually fostered Broly's more normal way of thinking.
For example, right now, Broly can objectively view the issue of the waiter's disrespect earlier.
Sometimes, when others look at you differently, it may not be their problem, but rather your own.
"That's true."
Mitsuo Yamaki nodded in agreement.
"Of course, it's also possible that it's not your problem, but someone else's."
Broly has abandoned the rigid aristocratic dining etiquette he learned from Darkness and has begun to become more casual.
"Well, that makes sense."
After a pause, Yamaki Mitsuo felt that he couldn't just keep agreeing; he had to say something too.
After thinking for a moment, he added, "The most important thing for a person is to have the ability to make subjective judgments about things."
"Hello, I need a thousand more of these aged steaks, to take away."
Broly had lost interest in discussing such topics and instead called out to a waiter next to him.
"Oh, a thousand portions?"
The waiter gaped in astonishment, while the chef, upon learning of the special guest's request, immediately knelt down.
"Why don't you just kill me? Grilling a thousand aged steaks? Even if I had the ingredients, I couldn't possibly make that many!"
In the end, Broly only took the store's inventory, intending to take it back for the Wild Vegetable Beast to roast, along with a large amount of pasta and tomato sauce.
Broly then paid the restaurant manager the money he had looted, though the manager still looked rather distressed.
"What's wrong? Did we not give you enough money?"
Broly thought so too, and just as he was about to offer to pay the rest of the wages with physical labor, he heard Yamaki Mitsuhiro say something next to him.
"Let's have the internet administration department cover the cost of this meal."
"Chief Yamaki, this meal will probably wipe out our department's entire budget for the year."
Feng Lihua had to come over and remind her.
"The world may be about to be destroyed, so what's the point of keeping those funds?"
After a pause, Mitsuo Yamaki looked at Broly.
"I only hope that everyone will cooperate fully with our task force in the coming days."
Even Devimon confidently assured everyone that there was no problem.
"If anything happens, just let us know, and we'll definitely help if we can."
Mitsuo Yamaki's act of treating Broly to a lavish meal earned him a lot of goodwill.
He left those words behind, then with a wave of his hand, he gathered up a pile of ingredients.
Then, Broly, carrying Gatomon who had turned back into a cat, followed by a group of flying Digimon, flew back towards the spaceship fortress.
After Broly left, Mitsuo Yamaki took the briefcase full of money from the restaurant manager and said to him, "Just send the bill to the Internet Management Bureau this time, and we will pay you. As for this money, I'll take it."
Yamaki Mitsuo handed the briefcase to Feng Lihua beside him and instructed her, "If there is any future in this world, return this money. The money collected in the emergency evacuation area can be considered unjust enrichment."
. . . .
Upon returning to the countermeasures team, Yamaki Mitsuhiro immediately issued an order: "The Emperor Demon is absorbing Kato Juri's negative emotions to grow. To stop the Emperor Demon, we must first rescue the girl inside it."
Contact Matsuda Hiroto's children and tell them that we need to devise a new plan to rescue Juri, but we will need their help and that of their Digimon...
(End of this chapter)