Akuyaku Reijo Nanode Rasubosu o Katte Mimashita

Baal was right to explain that he should also be able to cook.

A meal that was lifted from the bath and transported a little while later was by no means lavish but home-cooked. Warmed stew and some holed bread. Did you hiccup on me, walnuts or nuts?

Elephas steals a look at Neyfa's face as she quietly dines.

(Something like this, I thought I'd be treated worse)

This way, I felt like they were going to crawl over and tell me to eat on the floor or something. What kind of play?

Eat up with little conversation. Clean it up. Elephas raised his hand from himself. Then I'll take a bath, and Nayfa will just head over there.

I was surprised again when I saw the kitchen. Even if you don't put it on fire, it's getting on fire, and the most surprising thing is the cold box. Ashmeil keeps essential foods cold. The aerial palace of Queen Hausel was jointly dismantled with the Kingdom of Ashmeil, but I was impressed to see the same thing at that time.

Did you hold it from Ashmail, or did she make it herself?

Wash the dishes, return to the living room, and turn to the sofa where Naifa was sitting.

There is a long, thin desk in front of the couch. It's the map that's being spread out there - no, is it the blueprint?

What is in the village of the Levi clan and its proposed modification. And - from what I've heard, the new blueprint for the workshop that she blew up.

(- You're really good, this)

A technician entering a five-finger, there seems to be no falsehood in the self-declaration.

Sitting on the couch, Elephas looks up to the ceiling.

Neifa has a bad reputation. In particular, the reputation from the craftsmen who have undertaken demon stone processing sucks.

But from some young craftsmen, the high praise is sneaking up. Because of the high level of technology.

Others had the women sneaking their ears at Elephas.

Nayfa apparently gave them the magic and sacred objects she had made as prototypes for use in the women's chores. the water I saw in the earlier bath. The thermal appliance and other things were treasured now in the winter. Apparently, he gave the neighbor's old lady, who complained of cold ankles, a blanket that warmed up when she did magic.

When dealing with demonic stones in the Levy clan, mining has been difficult before, and it has been used first for war. The large workshop on the outskirts of the village was once used to complete enormous transfer magic devices and equipment capable of communicating with anywhere.

It was a dream tool designed by the craftsmen to defeat Hermeia. Even now, the craftsmen are putting out their finishing touches.

Neifa, on the other hand, makes something rooted in life. That is unacceptable to the women, but unacceptable to the majority of craftsmen who cannot abandon their grand dreams.

Together, that personality and attitude - it can't be working.

Let's still root out the divorce option, and now they can bring in the best technicians possible.

The rebellious craftsmen also think that Neifa's technology is worth it in the heart. But we can't accept that because Nayfa denies herself to your head. I would definitely accept the technology alone. If Neifa's next technician is a good hit, the opposite might work -.

"What do you think, the plan"

Standing by the couch I was sitting on, I almost screamed.

"That would be pretty good."

"Ha, ha"

"It should be better if we blow up a workshop that only takes two or three more areas. It would be nice if it was just a big, unused place outside the village."

"Um, can you not blow it off easily!?

"If you prove it's worth leaving behind"

That kind of attitude smells good about Neyfa lying around Elephas' shoulder trying to complain. When I saw it, I had a thin cloth over my chest in front of me, and I rushed forward.

Knowing it or not, Nayfa extends her arm over Elephas' shoulder and points to the drawing.

"I'm going to start with the household appliances that are not yet popular in Hermeia. Otherwise, you lose imports from Ashmeil. The technology is up there, and the amount of holy stone mined is different. But there should be a tariff, so I think the price can compete. We have to work out a mass production plan quickly."

……

"Oh, before that, you're mining demon stones. You negotiated this well with His Majesty the Emperor. And then there's the magical stuff in general, if the Levy clan can handle it - hey, are you listening?

"... Listen, I'm here"

It's not coming into my head. I raised my voice to Elephas, who seemed to have noticed something.

I'm looking at your chest.

"I haven't seen it! I never saw it!! You're looking at the fucking drawings, aren't you, me!

"I'm not angry at you, even if my husband sees you. It would be time to show it."

"What?"

Turning unexpectedly, Nayfa, sitting on the back of the couch, squeezes her neck with a deliberate loose chest string.

You're not embarrassing me, are you?

"... well, no, I meant to divorce you, clearly, and no, you didn't mean to marry me in the first place."

"I thought you rejected it."

Yes, it was. In that case - no way.

(Uh, okay? No, no, no, you're not. You're not!

"Ugh, things are! Without! No more feelings! I've stopped doing that already!

"You're a good adult, don't tell me you're a virgin."

Care and dignity were rounded up and dumped in the trash. Beautiful fingers on the jaw of an outdated Elephas.

"Safe. I didn't think I could drop you to the point where I showed you one chest."

"... what is this a trap!?

"Hey, sir."

She looked hot, but she could see that her face was close and she was wearing makeup.

"If you say it with your mouth, you don't seem to understand, so let me kill you first."

The redness of the arcing lips, brightly red, approaches Elephas.

Smelled good. The sweeter the smell - the action Elephas took when he closed his eyes in an aggressive manner.

"... you, why are you here"

…………

Just don't get tired if you're transferring the royal capital and your hometown four times a day, Elephas hands on the floor. I don't think this is the reason for my real tiredness.

(I can't do that. I can't. I can't fight alone... Huh!

That's why Elephas gives you a face. As far as Elephas thinks, he's going to do something about the Demon King and the Holy King.

"You, weren't you on vacation?

"Please help me, they will kill me..."

"Huh?"

"Otherwise I'm going to dictate to you now, Mr. Rachel, for real!!

When he made relentless threats from the start, Isaac, who was still working in his room, frowned.