Well, it's morning. Great big chest muscle in front of me... smells good. It's even more mundane. What a happy feeling...
When I rinsed and enjoyed the feel, I was softly hugged. Plus, I'm going to gently stroke your head. Wonderful stroke tech that makes you want to sleep twice! But on second thought, this look is not good! Dilk is still only boomerang pants as a result of pretending to knock it down at all costs yesterday. And you're beastifying because you're mundane.
"Dirk, Dirk!
Me playing dilk and beating. Dilk woke me up, but I'm still going to sleep.
"Yeah? Rozando... oh..."
Wow, they lick my mouth... no, no, don't put my tongue in it!?
"Ugh, no! Wear your clothes immediately! You haven't changed!?
"Clothes...?!?!?!!
Dilk, I changed quickly. I saw a lot of chills. It's eye bliss. But you got dressed fast.
Yesterday's attentive samurai knocked where Dirk finished dressing and then went in… trying to return with a smile.
Why!? Something to do, right?!?
"Excuse me. It's not like you're having fun." No, it's not. It's not! I'm fine! Can I help you!?
Dilk complaining in tears. The samurai was blushing, but they decided to finish the errand.
"Really? So, Miss Rosalind, the example thing is fine, how about it? How are you feeling..."
I didn't act like I was sick either. I can't hear what they think I've done.
"No problem. I'll get dressed right away. Can you show me around?
"Yes, sir."
And I'm the kitchen. I've already decided on a menu for you today! It's bad for the chef at the mansion, but this is your chance to make a warm breakfast for the dilk! I'll make it clear!
Nice wide gorilla? The beastly chef of was a carefree uncle who served seasonings and ingredients without making an unpleasant face.
"Thank you"
"Heh? Oh, no, douitashimashite"
When I thanked you, the chef did it and I was suspicious of behavior. Did I say something weird?
"Um, did I say something wrong?
"Yes, no... your daughter is a noble lady of Christia's... right?
"Yes, once. If it's hard to talk, you don't need to be respectful."
"Huh? Then stop saluting me... is that what it's like for a self-serving servant?
My own house... speaking of the same position... is that Dan?
"Ha, well... we often cook meals together. Be creative, share your opinions, have a tasting…"
"I understand your daughter is changing."
"Huh?"
"I grew up in Cristia. I was downstairs in the kitchen of the Kristia aristocrats, and my husband just happened to pick me up where I got fired when I told him I didn't want to eat any dishes made by dirty beasts."
"... excuse me"
"No, on the contrary, it's good to go to a good place to work. There are nobles like your daughter."
"… is intercultural interaction still necessary"
"... lady?
"No, deal with Jess... sorry, talk extra. Shall we begin?"
And done!
Salad in omelette and soup. Omelette is super large. It's a food-fight amount, but it was said to be about this obvious. You guys eat a lot...
"Thank you for waiting. This is my specialty omelet!
Hehehe... I, Omelette, have confidence! My omelet is the one with the omelet on the ketchup rice.
"This is how you eat it."
Cut the omelette in two lengthwise pieces and the egg is soaked. I wrote my heart there in ketchup and gave it to Dilk.
"Lots of love, so eat a lot. This heart mark means love. I mean, show my hot, bitter love of dilk!
The dilk turned bright red. Just take a sip.
"Yum! It's so good, Rosalind!
"Hey, I want you to kick your ass!
"I want it, too. Ah!
I drew a cat for the twins in ketchup.
"Nah, nah!
"Nyyyyyyyyyyy cute!
You guys are cute, too. Subtle me. That's soft and superb moff comfort!
I drew Mr. Rabbit for you, Lallah.
"Mr. Rabbit... cute. Thanks."
They smiled fluffy. Subtle me. It was sarassara and sbessed like silk thread.
I was starting to eat each of them later, and I tried to grab a seat, too, and they grabbed my sleeve. It's you, Raglas.
"Draw something on me, too."
"... draw"
That's not an attitude to asking for things, is it? I'll tell you. I thought you were sorry, Raglas, but you told me to draw honestly. So I drew him a Valkyrie. Mmm, good job.
".................................... wow"
"Wow, that's cool!
"Cool!
"Wow... wow"
Raglas, I'm intrigued by your plate, Chimiko.
"... brother, are you eating this?
…………………
Shin, and everyone who quiets down. The twins are tears.
"... I'm tight without breakfast"
That's right. Soup and salad would not be enough. Raglas, I tried to put the spoon in the omelet the way you decided to.
"No!
"Come on, this is amazing!
………………
Raglas, you're in so much trouble. Oh, my God. This is funny. I was watching, but omelet rice is a better food for warmth.
"I'll paint for you again next time, eat."
"Wow! Here you go!
"Here you go, so-so!
"... yummy"
".................. good!
Well, the kids started eating omelettes… the adults had already finished their meals. Fast!
Mr. Fidia, who gracefully drinks after-dinner tea, dropped a hell of a bomb.
"Still, Dirk would smell amazing about Rosalind. Rosalind smells like the kitchen, but... it's so exciting... it's nice to be young."
"Huh!?
"Ooh!?
We can do it. It was completely unintended.
"Sister!
"Don't bother telling me, sister, even though you understand, they were all silent!
"Fee, how could you... be my daughter?"
"Sister, that's what we're talking about in the morning..."
That's how you find out by the smell. The grown-ups seemed to shut up about the night, except for Mr. Fidia.
Yes, I can't wait! I spoke out desperately to deceive.
"Oh, someone else!
Everyone offered a plate. Soon the kids are finished eating. The addition was fried rice, but this was also well received. He talked to me about how good it was.
Instead, they worried that I was a snack, but if your diet was normal, I was still anxious that Wolfanaea would be a serious food distress.
I promised to make lunch, and Dirk and I were going to go to the castle once.