"Yes, yes. Put your hips in that way."

"Yes!"

After breakfast, the bakery kitchen.

Tifa was learning to bake while being coached by Almarth.

"... Al, brother. I think it's time we put him to bed, don't you?

"... right. Sounds good."

Touch the fabric on the Tifa gently to confirm, and one nod to the condition, Almars.

Behind the original expectations, Tifa's fabric was well made.

"Tifa said this was her first baking day, right?

"Yeah.... Were you doing something funny?

"No. Strongly speaking, it was a little sweeter and the fabric was softer, and there was nothing particularly wrong with it."

Almers gently tells Tifa to look anxious.

Honestly, from my experience teaching other sisters and younger brothers before, I thought I would do something more unusual, no matter how smart Tifa was.

When I actually coached them, I listened to them a lot and carefully checked the work content anyway, and for the teaching side, it was just the ideal student response.

Even for the actual task, Tifa was actually cleverly weighing in to compensate for her arm strength, roughly because of her anxiety that she might not have enough muscular parts due to her age and physique.

As a result, Tifa had succeeded in creating enough bread dough to be sold without even failing to bake.

It's just inferior to my younger brothers who have been training for over five years now, but I'd say it's not up to the top as a result of my first challenge.

"Nevertheless, Tifa. Weirdly, I thought you were used to making fabrics.

Almars decides to have a little talk with Tifa after the break because it's just the right opportunity.

Firstly, make the part you were teaching and wondering about, a topical one.

It should also be noted that during that time the two younger brothers, who have not finished their norms, are wearing fabrics at their best, and Ivan is also baking bread after fermentation.

Regardless of the two younger brothers, Ivan's is about to bake up for now, so he'll be free until he puts the next one in.

"I baked a bunch of pancakes in cooking practice, so I guess it's because of that? However, it was very difficult because pancakes and bread fabrics are completely different on their own..."

"I see."

Almars convinced by Tifa's explanation.

Pancakes, bread dough, cookies and other baked confectionery and noodles, if I may say more, are not entirely separate in nature from the dough itself, but the basic parts of how they are made do not change so much.

I mean, if you're familiar with how to make pancakes, it's not all that strange, even if you could make them somewhat well in your first attempt at making bread dough.

"But did you practice enough to get used to it? What about the ingredients?

"My adventurer's liquor store, who always takes care of me, teaches me how to cook, and I prepare ingredients."

"It's good to make, but is Tifa eating it all?

"Exactly. I'm not eating everything. I'm asking all the adventurers in and out of the same tavern for a tasting of what I made in practice."

"Well, the truth is, they're just using it for free, don't you think?

"That's not true. Anyway, in the beginning, I've been practicing lately and I've been paying for it."

To Tifa's words, Almars examines the general circumstances.

I don't even know if pancakes are the only things I can take money from just talking about right now, or if it's other dishes, but at least I seem to be able to make a level of stuff that I can serve to my customers as a product.

Considering that he probably would have gone with the tasting until he sold it after supporting the material bill, Tifa is very adored by the people around him, Armarth expects.

"But I'm a little sorry to get paid for what I made in practice..."

"I don't know what you're doing, but you admit it's worth paying for, so you have to take it."

"That, too, was told by the master and the old man and Karen. But I knew it was a little..."

"If you're so sorry, you just have to learn a lot and be a fine adult so you can repay me one day"

Armarth inadvertently tells Tifa's adorable healthy troubles with her blue-smelling idealism.

Honestly, it's innocence I want other brothers to apprentice.

I'd like you to grow up with your common sense and good sense maintained as you can, but you won't be anxious for your master to be 'that'.