Akuyaku Reijou ni Nanka Narimasen. Watashi wa『Futsuu』no Koushaku Reijou desu!

A wedding cake is handed out by the staff, and you are all eating it right in the face once again. You have no choice, do you? Because of the ingredients in the cake and Dan's skill, I'd rather taste it than talk about it.

Looks like everyone's finished eating. Finally, the customers start to cheer with a sunny smile. Tea is delicious too... I can eat guts even in my dress. That's the butterfly rose no corset dress! If I was thinking about something that didn't matter, Dan showed up again.

"It's supposed to end with fruit and confectionery, coffee, not cake, but this time it's your daughter's wedding… so we have something for your daughter to prefer. The last dish……"

No matter how full you are, an enchanting dish that will follow you after a drink. It classifies me as another belly alongside something sweet. High calories but can be eaten with peroli, just magical dishes… the name of that dish famous in Japan...!

"It's Ramen!

"KHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!

"Whoa, whoa, whoa!

"Seriously, yeah, yeah, yeah!?

"Glad to be here. Awwwwwwww!!

ecstatic givers. Some idiots are dancing with bees because they also have booze in them. These people don't know the ramen who's donning to that ramen high tension. It hasn't become that much ramen high tension since I enjoyed it during this time, but I know how it feels. When I heard Ramen, what a job he came to, and I was ramen scrambled. Then I made a fuss about it.

Nevertheless, the boulder is Dan. I didn't expect you to serve ramen at a neat time after meals... you know exactly what I mean.

"Um, what's the taste? I want to eat pork bones knowing I can't."

The fearful true harp spoke to Dan. Dan laughs nicely.

"There's nothing wrong with standard stuff. We have salted seafood, soy sauce, miso and pork bones. You can also blend soy sauce pork bones."

"God! Eat it all. Yikes!!

"Whoa, whoa, whoa!

"La-a-men! La-a-men!! Ramen, ramen, ramen, ramen, ramen!!

Akan, the giver's ramen-high tension is awkward. Please calm down.

"Of course, we have plenty of toppings. You also have more leeks, more chashu, butter, corn, and memma. Have you worked so hard on this one if you're so happy? Small amounts at a time, okay for all species. The staff will confirm their preferences later before making them, so I was wondering if you could take a moment."

"God!

"God!

"Ramen God!

"Ramen Omijin!!

Finally worshipped Dan. I smiled bitterly but calmly. No, I went back to the kitchen because I was just a cook. You're the one who handles adults. The boulder is Dan.

"Happy marriage, Rosalind. Can't we send Mr. Dan to Wolfaneer for a while?

Over there, Dan. Too much power in dispatch than congrats on your marriage. I know how you feel.

"Ask the person. Dan is my parents' cook, so if you want to negotiate in a human resources way, he's my father."

He heard something else, and my father was having trouble being begged by his giver. The rapid spread of ramen in this world is yet another story, as the seemingly Dan offered the ramen recipe free of charge.

I said Miss Butterfly would get a hell of a forehead if she sold it, but Dan told me this was fine because he wanted to try this world's own ramen. It goes without saying that he made his name for history as the ancestor of Ramen.

Okay, Simme ramen... that's too sweet a temptation. I feel guilty about eating it after dinner, but it's called pero, this is it.

Before me is salted seafood noodles hardened green onion, char siu, increased memma butter, corn noodles that freshly seduce me...... Oh, today's ordeal must have been for this reward!

"Happiness..."

Salted seafood that is light but thickened with butter… I work with good seafood flavors.

"Rosalind, you want some of this?

The dilk that separated the pork bones from me on a small plate. What a sweet husband.

"Thanks, I'll give mine too"

I also divide it into small plates, but I hoofed it and then did ahem. The part where butter was tangled in the service. Definitely delicious.

"Yum...... and Rosalind, ahem"

The ramen is delicious, the dilk is sweet... there was a lot going on, but today was a good day. The last time Dirk and I gave the speech, the wedding, which was too turbulent, was curtained. The wedding is already a dustpan.

And it seems that the idiot gods (idiots) who were impressed with Dan's cooking where I don't know, tried to give Dan the title of food saint. But Dan was Dan.

"I don't know, I don't know, but I know it's a great honor. But I just want to be a cook. It's just that I'm cooking for the people I care about… make everyone smile. Excuse me, but whatever that food is, it'll get in the way of what I want. So, I don't want to."

She said she clearly refused to kick it. That's crazy... needless to say I thought I refused to do it too... Dan is unchanged and makes delicious rice at the Rosenberg Mansion.