Buy the Land And Cultivate in Different World

I feel very good right now.

That's the day of the wedding. You can't be grumpy on a day like this.

So my heart becomes as wide as Lake Biwa.

I'll laugh and forgive you for some flattery.

"... the world I was in has the idea of 'eight million gods'"

I say to the god I softened this time.

"There are so many gods in this world, the idea is to respect them indefinitely. I respect all gods with that in mind, so I don't have to rely on anyone."

So you don't have to be desperate to be my subject of faith.

Everyone is my God.

"So I will dedicate my offerings to you in unison."

"Really? '' Yay!

I hope this persuasion keeps me from disturbing this hand of the gods.

Well anyway, our wedding is a divine one... and we've already done our Dragonfront vows, and the ceremony will move on to the next phase.

A reception!

A fuss of drinking and singing for everyone to celebrate their marriage.

Rather, it felt like this one was the main event and everyone was tongue-in-cheek at the farm dishes.

Even though I'm not told otherwise, Veil rides the ramen stall, Bacchus behaves like an Oden, and if Horcosphon does the natto, he sprinkles it.

It was a farm where something was bound to come out even if I didn't move actively.

"Okay, I can't lose, either."

Regardless, I don't have a choice not to move.

It's not anything else. It's an event for me and Prati. I'll do my best to cheer things up!

"That's why I have something for you"

Think here and now.

Speaking of weddings, this! Attachments to be.

I've already got some essential things for my wedding.

Wedding rings, wedding dresses, colour change......

Of course this is not the end of it.

The next thing I've got is..., a wedding cake!

Extra large cake to be exhibited at a wedding reception. That's what they say about putting a knife in it together is the couple's first joint work, etc.

I got that one for you, too!

As the main event of this gala!

"Sir, are you willing to do something?

Prati in a wedding dress glances at my intentions.

"Well, Prati, you haven't spent much time with me on Dada."

I actually still keep the wedding cake thing a secret from Prati as well.

It's a surprise.

For this reason, the day before the ceremony, I stuck it in the kitchen and baked the cake all by myself.

Exactly twelve steps on top of each other, and the whole length was tough to make a cake that exceeded my stretch.

The sweet smell of baking leaks all over and everyone may have already found out.

But the time has come for that struggle to pay off!

It's a great time to serve a wedding cake, not to mention a reception.

"I want you all to listen...!

In my altered tone, the people gathering in the venue concentrate their gaze.

I guess we all know. When something starts now.

"On this happy day, I let you prepare one event from me. In my hometown, it's so silly that you can say it's essential for a wedding."

Then let's have a look.

"Give me a wedding cake!

Giant cake carried on the table.

This work of mine is getting more and more magnificent when it's brought out into the open.

Hall cake is twelve steps tall, anyway.

Wouldn't it be bigger than any dish I've ever made?

"Ho, ho, ho, ho!?"

"KYYYYYYYYYYY!?"

"Abba, ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba!?"

Odd voices curled up from there, it's mainly the women who are emitting odd voices.

"Cake!? Is it cake!?"

"I can't believe a cake that big exists in this world!?"

"I never even imagined it! I can't believe you created such amazing things, Saint!

I'm excited because it feels like

... well, when it comes to women, you love sweet treats.

Even the first time I baked a cake, a lot of the girls came flocking around and it was a big deal.

If a big cake appeared outside of this standard, that would also increase tension.

I wanted a reaction to the rarity as an event for wedding cakes, but the women's interest in those who are totally 'sweet and delicious cakes are hugely soaring up' is general.

"Awesome, my lord! Is this all cake!? Can I eat it all?!?"

Exactly. Ville couldn't even get over the ramen and rushed over here.

When he says it, it sounds like he's going to eat it all by himself.

"You made this for your wedding! Can I make such a big cake for a wedding?!? Awesome, sir! Let's get married every day from now on!!"

Weddings aren't that kind of event.

"In my land of birth, I have a habit of cutting giant cakes at weddings with brides and grooms. It shall be the first joint work of the couple with it. So Prati! Let's cake together!

"Jiuru...!!... eh!?"

Prati wasn't at that point either when his appetite for cake reached a critical point.

"Saints! Eat your cake fast!

"Cake! Cake!

"Cut it off!

"I can't stand it anymore! I'll stick with you straight away!!"

The sweet smell of giant cake is taking away the sanity of the women, so any more bluffing can lead to riots.

Let's just finish the cake knife.

"Right, sir! We can't all eat without cutting it apart!... but if I bite this whole big cake...! If I could eat it like a hug...!?"

Kanprati's consciousness is completely held in the cake.

We have to cut it off quickly.

If we cut it up and turn it into a small fragment, the women will regain their sanity, too.

"That's why I put the blade in it"

Used to enter the sword is the Evil Sacred Sword Dry Schwartz.

This one has been with me for about a long time, so it's great to use for this monumental task.

Grasp the pattern with Prati and insert it into the cake.

That's the holy sword, sulli and full body into the cream and sponge without feeling any resistance.

"" "" "Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" ""

I just hung up for some reason and the ladies cheered.

The sharpness of the Holy Sword does not stop at just that.

Out and out of the giant cake at a speed that doesn't go unnoticed.

Each time a line of slices went in and split into fine pieces, turning it into just the right shortcake for one person.

Cutting it apart because the original was huge would be an awesome number.

Seems like enough for the number of wedding attendees.

No matter what, this saintly cake is all over me.

There's no such thing as an occasional imitation in a wedding cake. It's a hundred percent edible raw cake.

"Come on. Sorry to keep you waiting! Enjoy it fully!

"" "" "HOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!?" ""

The maidens, who no longer forget the humanities, arrive in the cake of all ages.

"I have plenty of replacements, so I'm not eating each dish calmly?

It's a much different reaction than I had originally planned, but I'm glad you did.

The girls as well as the men and the gods pound their tongues on the cake and the entire reception is wrapped in a sweet scent.

"... there is also a sweet fragrance on the Holy Sword..."

I guess I can't take these scents away for a few days.

Holy sword emitting a sweet scent of sugar, that was it.

No, I don't.

Prati at heart, too, is perfectly on the cake for himself.

He's flattening his eyes another plate and reaching for the next one.

"Prati, better not eat too much...?

"It's okay!... See, Junior can't eat cake yet, can he? I eat a lot and sweeten my breast milk so Junior can taste the cake too!

An unimaginable method of early childhood feeding.

If you consume so much sweetness that the taste of breast milk changes, stop because it will definitely interfere somewhere else.

Anyway, the reception got more and more exciting thanks to the wedding cake.