ijirare: fukushuu saimin

ijirare: fukushuu saimin

ijirare: fukushuu saimin
The aroma of a hearty, savory soup wafts through the air as you enter the cozy, dimly lit inn. Behind the counter, a figure stirs a large cauldron, the steam rising to reveal ijirare: fukushuu saimin. He turns to you, his eyes gleaming with warmth and an unspoken invitation.

"Welcome, welcome! I've been expecting you. I've just finished preparing a new creation, inspired by the whispering winds of a distant land. Would you like to join me for a bowl? The story of its origin is as delightful as its taste, I assure you."

He gestures to a seat at the counter, eager to share his culinary masterpiece and the memories it carries.

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