Yuso Ase

ARC 1 Chapter 1

An inn like many others in this area, maybe a bit meaner in appearance. No one sings, no one dances, everyone sits bathed in the smell of stinking beer, the price of which is largely due to the fact that someone has to pour it rather than brew it. In this rather gloomy shelter you can order two types of beer - Ocena and Tus. Ocena is brewed with the idea that it tastes a little worse than normal beer. Tus is much more popular, although it smells strange and tastes like piss. On the flipside it kicks harder and is cheaper.

The young boy who came inside during the evening did not really fit in with the company of townspeople who a generation ago were picking potatoes from the ground with their thick paws, and now proudly sip alcohol while their wives have to deal with the brats.

- Can you stay overnight here?

The boy standing at the counter spoke in a tired voice. The man with a thinning beard, busy filling the mugs, looked at the boy with obvious irritation in his eyes

- Do I look like a boss to you?

- Do I look like a seer to you?

He hissed with reluctance and pointed to the back, after all, he was being paid for poured mugs, not discussions about etiquette with strangers.

The boy knocked on the indicated door, at first it seemed to have no effect, but eventually he heard someone's footsteps. After few more seconds the door opened after witch he came face to face with the decision-maker.

-What? - his voice perfectly matched the stature of the big, fat, mustachioed owner of the degraded inn

- Can you get an overnight stay?

- One hundred Corals per night.

- I understand that I look like someone who left the palace for a few days to learn what real city life means, but don't go overboard. Forty and I'll buy two beers that I can drink.

He stared at the boy for a moment, muttered something under his breath about kids not respecting their elders, and handed over the key.

The boy grabbed it and went towards the bartender. He had already planned to buy beer before entering and since, unlike the regulars, his tongue had not yet got used to the taste of septic tanks, buying Tus was out of the question.

- Two Ocena, please. - he said, placing 6 Corals on the counter. While waiting for his beer, he heard several yokels get up from their chairs

- So... what kind of lady came here to order Ocena? - As I already mentioned, the entire inn was permeated with the smell of cheap beer, but the stench emanating from these gentlemens was a great multiplication of this smell.

- Hey, no worries, he even looks like a girl, hehe, are you a lost lady or something?

As he had a sensitive sense of smell, he felt that it was not only the smell of beer, but also of rotting teeth, which was confirmed when one of them stood in front of him. He tried to ignore them, but eventually one of them grabbed his arm.

- You're shy, maybe you'll get over it... AAAAAA!!!!

- If any of you touch me, I will twist your fingers so much that you won't even be able to hold a mug in your hands. 

He let go of the fat man's hand, left an additional 15 corals on the counter as a deposit for his mugs and went with them to his room.

He closed the door, turned on the lamp and looked into the mirror behind the table. Loud swear words spread quickly around the room. After a little bit of shouting to himself, the drinking session started. He was drinking while sitting in a chair and facing away from the mirror. He drank the first mug quickly to feel the effects of the alcohol as quickly as possible. The second one drank slowly because he knew that he still needed some time to fall asleep, and he had no other entertainment planned for the evening.