"It's strange, to be honest, the first slave (Marebito) to whom the Normal Man (Marebito) came to know was a beastly witch, but the flag is not recovered for some reason!
The content of that dialogue, which accidentally erupted water. Hey, I wonder what I would do if I got seasoned.
Besides, it makes sense again somehow.
"You're listening, Lord! Are you mocking me?!? Or is that it, I knew you couldn't do it!?
"Sorry, I'm in the middle of making condiments right now, I'll ask you later, please"
"No, I won't!
I was overwhelmed by a huge sword curtain meena. Speaking of which, isn't it pretty unusual for this guy to say no clearly?
I accidentally stop making sauces of grilled meat.
"I know! Lord, you've thought about getting your hands on Hetty a long time ago! Or I'm putting it out. I had a dream, what do you think!?
"Huh!? What's your first ear!? Well, wait a minute, considering the word" witch of dreams, "that's not a good idea."
My liver cooled for a moment. I've actually thought about what to say. Normally attractive. I also know very well what a luxury whore is.
Also, Hetty has a hard time figuring out what she's really thinking, so I thought she might have a relationship like that. Sometimes I was tempted to say that, so I was wondering if I could normally have that kind of relationship.
I think it's simply a matter of timing that I didn't get on with that story.
Somehow there was a verse over there that was trying to find out what kind of person we were by entering into such a relationship. Even I didn't want that. Because of my personality, which I normally like more women than I used to, I had no reason to say no to her otherwise.
I was also concerned that she didn't look like just a fancy whore.
"Well, I thought about it.... I don't know, because I thought we didn't seem attached to each other. It's Hetty's strength in a way to be able to see if I'm that kind of person through that (...). I think the future could have been normal if I honestly thought it was timely"
"Look! That's where you don't get the option of me! Why is that!? I couldn't scratch my feet, could I?!?
"Why are you so desperate?"
"Actually, it's more damaging than the Lord thinks. This! Because I feel like I've been stuck with things that aren't possible!? What am I missing, damn it!
"You're calm. Here, take it easy."
Meena jumped at me. Funny thing is, slaves can't generally do harm to their husbands, but Meena usually jumped at them.
I can't deal with it because it's a rush, and I get jumped on like that.
"You didn't do anything because I'm a virgin anyway! But whores say less guilt! No, my lord! I want you to be polite about dealing with virgins even if it's not the first time! No, no, it's not! I don't care about responsibility or anything, so even me, I mean!
It's a ruptured branch.
I watched Lutz continue the task of silently making the BBQ sauce next door.
He was trying to ignore me. I guess you don't want to get involved. Wise.
"Yes, yes, I admit it. Yikes! Anyway, I like it because I'm a long-awaited Normal Man (Marebito) - it's a kind of meeher! She's a choro bitch who falls in love if she gets a little hairy repair or a handkerchief. Yikes!
"What's wrong with you, are you drunk?
"You know what! Around fifteen years old, there was a boy! Show me a smile when you talk to me! I'm gonna fix your hair. You're gonna make a bold statement. You're gonna turn your face red when you look at me naked! Meena, she's cute. Meena, she's cute or something! Besides, if she's a Marebito, maybe she can go, right? Is that not a good idea! Are you naughty or naughty? -! Ah, uh! No, you can't!
"You're definitely drunk, dude."
"Don't make the witch cock -! Yes, my life is over -! Good luck -! Oh, shit. What's an archery! That night, instead of archery, there was some archery over here. I'm glad to hear it! Ahhh! Ahhh!
"Meena, it's time to calm down, or you'll probably want to die later."
"Hehe, aren't you -! The Lord wants to die anyway. Better a girl!? Cute - or want to protect you - or something! If you're as shy as you want to die - and you say you prefer a woman, I'll do something so embarrassing that you want to die for as much as you want. Yikes!
"A shameless woman can't, her heart will be Obasan."
No, that's not the problem.
"Oh no! Whoa, whoa! I can't do this anymore anyway! Whoa, whoa! Kill! Kill! Kill! Am I Obasan more than that age? Kill him! Whoa, whoa!
"Please, Meena, be quiet. I can't concentrate."
"I'm ashamed of you! Shame on you! What the fuck! God, I'm so ashamed! Shame on you! I'm embarrassed! Is that me now? Whoa, whoa, whoa! I'm embarrassed!
"Well, you're definitely a disgrace right now, but you're the furthest from disgrace,"
"Aaaaahhh! That's a lie! Shame on you!? If you're ashamed of yourself! It's a disgrace, so please ask your daughter-in-law! Please abuse me every night! Shame on you! It's a disgrace to a man not to eat! Shame on you!
"Meena, don't drink anymore."
"Huh?
I found out what caused Meena's tension. I drank a little liquor for this guy's seasoning.
"Isn't it -! Alcohol! Nice! I want to get married! I want to get married. I want to get married! If you can't drink! Lord, please marry me! The wine is the best!"
"Ugh, I'll take it away."
"Lord!
Meena with the booze suddenly stood up and said away in a weird pose.
"Alcohol makes women leopards!
Oh, shit. When is it funny, funny, but this guy sucks.
"Look, confiscation, rest over there already."
"Ahem!
When I took the liquor away, I was protesting with a strange voice. What the hell is that?
"Then marry the Lord! Look, I'm married! Come on, come on, come on! Ha-ya-ya-ku!
"Ugh."
"Swearing kissu! It's an oath kiss, Kissu! There you go. There you go! It's a kiss! It's a bargain! Meena is a leopard today! Great value!
Wow, I don't know, I can't watch a lot of things. There's too little to look at, too little to be seen.
"... then shut up"
"Ooh, muggle!
Forced to kiss. If they invite us this far, we'll have to eat on the boulder.
……
"Hey, keep your mouth shut. Ready?"
"... ahhh"
Yes, it looks like it can't even be said, so it'll be fine for a while.
Meena sitting around, what a cry this time, but well I'm going to make her cry. Oh, my God, isn't he a leopard?
I tried to work on it, thinking, etc., at that time.
You know what? Every hard day of slavery, someone gave me pleasant dreams.
I thought I heard that dialogue.
I turned to Meena for a moment.
It could have been my fault. "Oh, my head is ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh"
By the way, I'm gonna regret this kiss, but that's a different story.
He's a great guy, Rutz thought.
In a pan, mix and heat soy sauce, miso, and cooking liquor that you don't even know what you're good at. I smell enough booze to taste it cool in good time.
This fits the meat, I thought.
It would taste even better if the meat was seasoned with salt and pepper.
In addition, garlic grate and sesame oil were added there, and Lutz opened his eyes.
But I'm convinced it was added. Garlic goes well with meat, and sesame oil will surely be a good accent.
The flavor of garlic and sesame oil gives depth to the flavor of meat. This should make you feel like you're eating meat.
Plus, when apples and lemons were added, Rutz lost his word there.
(can't win)
I know because I see it.
These two flavors are meant to refresh the aftertaste. I see. If the flavor persists, it is often the food that really gets saggy at the end.
It was these apples and lemons that solved it.
(I'm sure this sauce smells appetizing when roasted on an iron plate, leaving a mellow sweetness and spiciness when thrown into your mouth, as well as the aroma of garlic and sesame oil, and finally a refreshing apple and lemon aftertaste)
Perfect.
Lutz thought a little later as he made this sauce.
I'm sure from now on, we'll be prototyping fifty meals to experiment with sales on Slam Street.
And no doubt, it should be easy to sell fifty meals.
(... If I wanted to give up somehow, maybe that's not a dream, is it?)
Second, I felt like something had stabbed me.
What we are about to do now is that Lutz gave up on not being able to do it once.
If it succeeds.
Will Rutz be able to dream again then?
(... no, stop expecting weird things)
I notice my hands trembling unexpectedly.
(Yes, dreaming again or something, that kind of picturesque. I expect it weirdly, because I'm afraid of later)
Stop expecting weird, yes. I tell myself a few times.
This expectant emotion was no longer like a curse to myself wanting to cook.