The Fortune Cookies the Fionas make are not just Fortune Cookies.
If it's just a fortune cookie, you could have bought as many as you want at a ready-made store in the capital, and it's not funny to sell something like that.
Anyway, this leangrad is a magic school. It's not confectionery school. Selling just cookies won't give the college any credit.
So it looks like Fiona decided not to just sell Fortune Cookies, but Fortune Cookies with a drug effect.
Eh, I'm gonna brag about it.
When her daughter shows her green pills, she wraps them in cookie dough and puts them in the oven.
The cooking practice room at the college doesn't make you feel narrow when nearly ten students from the group who make Fortune Cookies come together.
It was a bigger and more splendid facility than a little restaurant in the capital.
Cookies baked in such splendid facilities.
I had green pills inside, but what was that?
I asked my daughter, "I don't know," and she was just teased.
"Teacher, try it"
was the voice with other women. Follow it honestly.
When I carry a cookie into my mouth, I throw it into my mouth. It would not be a poison or a play, so chew and swallow as is.
Crushing the green pills in my mouth spread a hint of bitterness, but they had a taste for cookie dough, which I didn't think was so bad. I don't even think it tastes good.
Or if I knew which cookies my daughter made, that rating would have jumped dozens of times, but unfortunately it is impossible to find the cookies my daughter made out of this number.
When I pour cookies into my stomach with that in mind, my body is wrapped in a green aura.
I feel like my body is lighter and my blood circulation is better.
"I see, green pills are healing pills"
"It's a hit. Make pills of all kinds of medications and put them in random. Enjoy the medicine after trying it."
"That's funny. Many times better than adding Omi lottery. Was it Fiona who thought of this idea?
"Yeah, I just came up with the original proposal,"
"That's my daughter. You're a genius. Do you want to report it to the Sorcery Society? It could be patent income if you keep it patented."
"Everybody in the class thought about it, so write" tweezers. "
"Um, let's do that"
That said, Fiona brought red and blue pills.
"This red pill increases your attack power. Blue enhances speed. Activate the mana in your body, and even those who can't use magic benefit from enhancement (buffs)."
"Well thought out."
"I just solidified the reinforcement potion. The potion was made by Harmonia."
I'll give Harmonia a gaze. She was sperm in making pills.
I smile when my gaze matches mine.
And when he came this way, he said:
"Fiona, I've made a paragraph of pills, so can I join you in making fabrics?
Harmonia with a smile without any evil.
Parents and children who see that smile and pull it off.
Harmonia is a good daughter. She was an irreplaceable girl, blessed with numerous beauties and as a friend of her daughter, but if I were to give her only one flaw, would that mean poor cooking?
No, not at the level of bad, etc.
Harmonian cuisine was no longer a theatre.
My daughter Fiona's eyes are swimming, warming it to evidence and forgiving.
When my gaze matched mine, he sent a gaze, "Dad, help me".
If my daughter did not send such a gaze to help me, my parents would be named.
Besides, I am a teacher of tweezers. I don't want criminals out of this group.
Sometimes if the harmonian dish is in the mouth of the average person, just in case.
I finally turned her down.
"Harmonia wants you to concentrate more on making pills than cooking"
That's what I asked for, but she seemed to notice how we were parents and kids. He asked with his puppy-like eyes wet and trembling in the rain.
"... Oh, you know, I've been thinking about it for a long time, could my food be unsavory?
She's a pretty sharp daughter.
If you can say it's not good here, it fits round, but unfortunately you don't have the guts to do so.
On the contrary, I ask Fiona for help.
Fiona has trouble shaking me! He has a targeted look. She looks so cute in trouble.
However, my smart daughter was not only in trouble, but also had the consideration of not hurting harmonia.
Fiona thought for a while and asked Harmonia to make Fortune Cookie fabrics.
I was watching that. I ask my daughter.
"Are you sure? If you eat a cookie made by Harmonia, you'll have something to quench."
"But I feel sorry for Harmonia."
Plus, keep going.
"I'll have Harmonia make it because I'll make it a hassle Fortune Cookie"
"Hazy Fortune Cookies?
"Fortune cookies come with detachments, don't they? Keep weakened (def) pills in the fabric made by Harmonia. I think that would convince the customers who pulled the hassle."
"I see, if it's a hazy cookie with a debilitating effect, it's hard to complain even if it tastes bad"
That's my daughter. Nice driving.
Once again, surprised by her daughter's brilliance, she stares at the harmonia as she begins to wrap the dough around her nostrils.
"Well, I guess I'm a little too worried about that. I use the same fabric, so no matter how shitty it is, it can't be that unsavory."
If you divulge that sentiment, Harmonia starts doing a hell of a lot.
"I didn't normally make it, it's not funny, so let's arrange it"
And I started working something into the fabric on my own.
Remove the black liquid from the bottle.
"Oh, what is that...?
My daughter asks.
Harmonia that answers with a smile.
"This is octopus ink."
"Ya, Mr. Octopus ink!?
"That's right."
"It's Mr. Octopus, not Mr. Squid's ink?
"Yes, Octopus."
…………
I turn to my daughter, who is silent on too many things, to ask.
"I've heard of squid smears as pasta sauce or for risotto, but I've never heard of taco smears"
"You've never heard of it, so why don't you try it?"
Ugh, and laughing harmonia. She says well.
"Don't you think there are ten squid legs, eight octopus legs, for less legs, and for that matter, nutrition is heading toward the ink?
I don't think so. Why would it be such a thought?
In the remarks section of the transcript, Harmonia feels a little hypothetical, I wanted to write, but writing the transcript is still a story ahead of me.
Instead, I decided to have her eat that taco smeared cookie.
"Of course, there's no reason to refuse the teacher's favor"
And a harmonia that smiles and acknowledges.
- After a few dozen minutes, cookies baked in the oven.
Harmonia puts a black cookie in his mouth first,
"Yeah, it's delicious"
And I leaked a smile.
"Oh, Father..."
And my sleeve pulling daughter. Fiona seems to want to say the words "be careful" and "maybe it's delicious".
Either way, it won't fit without eating.
That's what I thought.
"Stay."
and threw harmonian cookies into his mouth.
Shaggy, and chew (shudder) to make sure it tastes good.
…………
Silent me. Yeah, Harmonia is still a genius. Because they change the cookie dough that my daughters carefully crafted into so unpleasant.
In a way, he's a genius, but I noticed.
Eighty percent of people who suck at cooking go straight to the creepiness of not tasting, but harmonia seems to be included in the remaining 20 percent of people who suck at cooking.
She looks like a natural taste tone deaf, cheeky with her own baked taco smidge cookies looking delicious.
I can't tell you that your dishes are very unsavory when I see you eating taco smear cookies looking delicious and recommending them around.
Here, as my daughter's maneuver suggests, Harmonia's baked cookies should come off and let's try to mix in the weakening pills.
That was the only way I could protect myself and the honor of my hiccups.