My daily life of exorcising demons and falling in love with a witch.

Yoshiyuki specifically announced that when people talk about their impressions of Saga Prefecture, they should not mention things that are too easy to think of.

For example, a lack of presence and a rural background. This is a widely accepted impression among Japanese people.

And certainly not Saga Kai.

Because Mrs. Satomi mentioned it in the email.

"What the heck! That's what I was going to say!" Erina complained. "If we do it this way, I'll have to use my brain to think of something."

"Young lady, a brain as sharp as yours should be used often. Otherwise, it would be better to donate it to someone who needs it."

"Hmph, who would need that!"

"Of course I have some. We need pig brains for hot pot tonight, so this will save me the trouble of buying them at a high price."

"Fine! You scumbag servant! You seem so obedient to me on the surface, but you actually want to eat my brains!" Erina exclaimed in horror, "Are you a zombie?!"

Although Japanese cuisine does include some offal, they don't eat ingredients commonly used in hot pot, such as pig brains, duck intestines, and tripe. Therefore, Yoshiyuki always has to go to the Chinese Products Store to buy these items.

The things that ordinary Japanese people buy there are mostly Chinese brand items, Chinese local specialties, and some Chinese snacks.

These ingredients, which are not commonly eaten by Japanese people, are rarely bought, so they are expensive, not fresh, and often out of stock.

However, there was only one Chinese goods store in that small town near Yota Village, which made it difficult to truly enjoy hot pot there. It was always missing something, and the taste was never quite right.

But the situation is different in Tokyo. If this Chinese goods store doesn't have something, you can buy it at another store. And because there are many customers, the ingredients are always fresh.

He was confident that tonight's hot pot experience would be perfect.

The three of them started the game again.

Yi Xing spoke first.

"When I think of Saga, the first thing that comes to mind is zombie dolls—"

"Stop! STOP!" Erina immediately interrupted him. "Hmph! You worthless servant who wants to eat my brains, that's too easy to come up with! It doesn't count!"

"Ah, alright." Yoshiyuki had no choice but to change his mind: "Then... I'll nominate the Yoshino-sato Site! A large number of Yayoi period artifacts have been unearthed there."

"Hmph, what an idiot servant! That's clearly from Fukuoka Prefecture."

Erina pointed this out smugly, tapping the bento box with her chopsticks.

"No, young lady, who's the idiot here?! It's from Saga!"

Erina, after hearing his explanation, still didn't believe him. She insisted that she was from Fukuoka Prefecture.

After Yoshiyuki showed her the encyclopedia entry on his phone, Erina finally admitted that she had misremembered. However, she remained stubborn, insisting that the timeline might have been altered under the influence of Steins;Gate, changing the Yoshino Sakae ruins from Fukuoka to Saga.

Yoshiyuki was already used to her unrepentant attitude, so he didn't bring up the topic again, but instead urged her to answer what her impression of Saga was.

After thinking hard for a long time, she finally had a flash of inspiration and exclaimed.

"Ah, I know! Saga beef steak is really good! This is it!"

"As expected, the conversation turned to food again!"

Yixing didn't find it strange that he gave this answer.

After all, this is Erina, who is a complete geography idiot.

She's the kind of woman who can mistake Constantinople for Moscow.

That's not even the most outrageous thing.

Another of her classic remarks was, "Paris, I know it! The people there are incredibly good at surrendering! If I remember correctly, it's the capital of Germany, right?"

That's a double entendre.

However, upon closer examination, it's possible to find a reasonable explanation for this statement in a parallel universe.

That is, after France surrendered and joined Germany, and then Germany moved its capital to Paris, where they learned the French military salute.

That way, there won't be any problems.

It was Xiao Ji's turn to give an example.

She slowly finished writing and held up the notebook.

The caption reads: "[Super Grandma of Saga]"

"Oh, I know!" Erina swallowed a big mouthful of rice and said excitedly, "It's a game on the NDS, right? I didn't expect Hime to have played such an old game!"

"Young Miss, that game is also based on a novel," Yixing reminded her, then turned to Yaodaoji: "Since Xiaoji loves reading so much, she must have first learned about this work from the novel, right?"

Yaodao-hime nodded.

That is a classic masterpiece written by Yoichi Shimada, a master of Japanese comedy.

It has been adapted not only into games but also into movies. It has been translated into numerous languages.

The plot is roughly about how the protagonist's mother, unable to raise her two children, sent the eight-year-old protagonist to live with his maternal grandmother in the countryside of Saga.

The protagonist initially struggled to adapt, feeling heartbroken at being abandoned by his mother. However, he gradually grew to love the village and enjoyed a happy childhood with the love of his grandmother and the friendship of his classmates.

Many of the scenes were very interesting and left a deep impression on Yixing.

For example, because her family was poor, my grandmother used a wooden stick to carry a small river next to her house.

In this way, branches and small pieces of wood drifting downstream will be caught and used as free firewood.

Vegetables that floated down from the upstream market became their food, thus saving money on groceries.

The reason those vegetables floated down was because they were of very poor quality; they were all radishes with forked ends, deformed cucumbers, and fruits with damaged skin.

As Grandma scooped them up, she told the protagonist that these things just looked bad, but if cooked the right way, they would all taste the same.

A forked radish, cut into small pieces and boiled, is no different from a regular radish.

Curved cucumbers, when shredded and pickled with salt, are also crisp and refreshing.

As for fruit, once you cut off the bad parts, the flesh inside is still just as sweet and delicious.

Occasionally, perfectly intact vegetables will float by.

Basically, it happened when the market's hired vegetable-washing aunties were chatting while washing the mud, and their hands slipped upstream, accidentally letting it drift downstream.

The cabbage leaves that appear from time to time also come from this source.

Chinese cabbages are so heavy that even if you don't slip, you'll still occasionally shake off a few outer leaves when you shake them off.

Grandma called this river her supermarket. And she learned a lot from eating it. For example, tomatoes chilled by the river in the summer taste even better—Yixing and the young lady actually tried it, and it was true.

In short, relying on this river, one only needs to buy tofu and seasonings to make various dishes.

The downside is that you can't just pick up whatever you want to eat, and sometimes nothing will float down.

My grandmother called this situation "the supermarket is closed."

Therefore, if no food is stored, they can only eat plain rice that day.

Just as Yixing was reminiscing about the details of that work, Xiaoji picked up the ballpoint pen with her left hand and started writing in the notebook.

Seeing that Xiao Ji could shoot with both hands, Yi Xing was truly impressed.