Eero nodded looking at soup and ramen; he can tell by the looks of them, but others are different; he can't recognize them. Also, there is sushi and onigiri available in this restaurant.
Eero then pointed at the things he recognized, and others he didn't but looked tasty. "This sushi, ramen, and onigiri, except them, tell me other dishes' names."
The staff was a middle-aged man looking at Eero in surprise then spoke, "Sure, this one here is miso soup; this one is grilled fish; also sashimi, nori seaweed, ramen, and rice. Best for breakfast and a balanced diet. Do you want me to pack it, or will you dine in?"
Eero nodded, understanding all of them; they look delicious and different from yesterday's sweets. Then she hesitated, looking at occupied chairs around.
Looking at the hesitation on Eero's face,
"Wait a minute."
The staff man went in and brought a small chair and table, put it beside the pillar, and said, "Here, sit down, little guy," then spoke with a smile.
Eero scratched his hair, nodded, and replied, "Thank you, uncle."
The staff man was surprised, then asked curiously, "You are not from the west city, right?"
"No, I arrived yesterday," Eero shook his head and replied.
"That's why your behavior is so different from west city kids; they are just farting little kids, including my own."
Looking at the middle-aged man throbbing his forehead, a wry smile appeared on Eero's face, but he didn't say anything. 'This guy surely hates children; I was polite, or he would have thrown me outside.'
"Here, wait for a while; I will serve the dishes." The middle-aged staff spoke,
Rubbed Eero's head and walked inside the kitchen thoughtfully, 'This kid is really different.'
After eating breakfast, Eero packed a few dishes and then left after paying.
Storing away the items in his hand, looking at the city around him, thinking of the things he is going to buy. After buying a pen and paper, he appeared beside a random person, asking them to write something on the page.
After a while,
"What do you want me to write, little brother?" One bachelor boy stopped and asked curiously, grabbing the pen, and page Eero passed him.
"Brother, write all basic language characters and also the items' names I am going to tell; please write it hurry up or I will forget them," Eero spoke anxiously.
The boy was speechless and hurriedly started writing the letters of the Dragon World language while pronouncing them. After writing all, he turned the page around, then glanced at Eero and asked, "What do you want me to write? Hurry up, tell me."
Eero nodded in return, then he spoke about all the ingredients and items he was here to buy. Although there was no need to write, he was testing his IQ increase and, on the other hand, learning transcribed language.
Looking at the filled page with every item name, Eero paid attention to them and their pronunciation. He spoke the names of all items he was going to buy; almost all letters of the language were transcribed and joined in these names.
Eero became thoughtful: 'It really is that my IQ has increased. I remembered almost all, except a few, but it's enough. After asking a few more people daily, I will learn this language in no time.'
"Here, little brother, my wrist is now painful. I can't write more. I haven't written this much even in my university," the bachelor boy complained and returned the pen and paper, stood up, and walked away waving his hand.
"Thank you." After taking the paper speechlessly, Eero thanked, then walked toward different grocery stores and shops, muttering, "Now, how should I do shopping at this age?"
Eero thoughtfully glanced at the shops and stores. After a while, an idea sprang up in his mind. He went and bought different items in little quantity from each store to avoid bad eyes. After storing them away, he would walk in another store's direction.
After a few hours of shopping and traveling on the floating bus around the whole city, no one was suspicious of him.
Finally, looking at the final hardware store, 'This is the last hardware store. After buying the last items, then I should leave and visit tomorrow,' he said, bringing ropes and other pending hardware items simply. After passing the item name paper saying,
"My father wants these items; here's the money," the shop staff picked and packed those items without any suspicion.
Also, they weren't heavy, as he brought each item in small quantity from different hardware stores.
Looking in the outside direction from the bus window and also buildings around, "Where I was, now where I am, I haven't thought of such a possibility in my life," Eero murmured emotionally.
After leaving the west city, he walked on the pathway calmly.
After a while, he stopped looking at three people who appeared and stopped in his way; all three of them had guns in their waists, one with a black bandana was the boss in the middle, and two weird tattoo faces were beside him, all three with calm, playful, and evil expressions looking at him.
Solemnity spread through the Eero heart. 'Where and how did these people follow me?' As for traffickers, robbers, and killers, all those scenes are commonplace in the world of anime.
Eero is not surprised by that; he is just puzzled. He didn't notice those three today anywhere in the city.
"Boss, it's a surprise. We found a toddler at the entrance." One of the men with a square face spoke in weird pronunciation after glaring at Eero with an evil smile on his face.
'It seems these three have no good intentions,' Eero thought to himself, looking at three of them solemnly. A little timidity appeared in his heart. 'Will I have to kill them like...'
'It seems I should,'
'Think of them as snakes, Eero. Think of them as snakes. Don't hesitate. If they make a move...'
Preparing his heart, Eero asked with a curious expression, "Uncle, what do you need?"
"Ha ha ha, boss, this kid calls us uncle." The man spoke again, grabbed him from the back collar, picked Eero up, and spoke fiercely, "Kid, give us everything you got."
Eero controlled the urge to make a move because the other two were a little far from his reach domain and attack range.
There are chances two will survive. He can make four strikes in a second after analyzing the strike speed and dual-layer domain ratio while killing the snake. Inside the dual layer, he has four seconds of reaction time, while outside it's only one second.
'With 0.6 physical attributes, my reaction is half that of an adult man; in domain one layer, their reaction will slow down by half, almost equal to mine, and the second layer will make my reaction double from theirs.'