Dear Sister in Heaven... my niece who has become a brave man is too strong to... uncle... guardian or something. [Winner of the 6th Let's Be Con (on sale! ） 】

"Ahhh... well slept. My body's blown."

Cockroaches… and joints, Bazu stretches out his body as he leaves the barracks.

Mm-hmm. I'm starting to whiten up looking up at the sky.

Though the shades are still dark, the view itself is at dawn.

Crisp and hoof sounds, horses also up behind him. He stuck his face out over Bazu's shoulder standing at the entrance to the barracks.

"Oh? Are you up?... you want to leave?

Kofu... and stroke his face with his shoulder pinched by a horse exhaling hot breath with his nose.

Buffoof, and I felt good when I put my jaw on Buzzu's shoulder.

Ha ha. Love, "uh-huh."

While gently rubbing (...) Nadenade and his nose, he leaves the barracks… outside with only strings "strings" and "strings".

Seeing only this literal Jitsura is pretty scary.

From the barracks where people were tragically murdered, there comes a man with a string and a string...

Normally, it just looks like a psychopath, but there's no way...

Bazu is a free hunter and Osama.

I don't know if he's a good man.

But...

Definitely an ordinary Osama.

At least, I can't bungle around the Holy Sword or anything... hunting Yajia General in one piece.

─ ─ Yeah, I can't.

With a subtly sinister face, Bazu approaches the trap.

Although I'm saying it's a trap...

It's more bloody.

It's called a trap. It's the head of the groundhog Grand Bore.

Don all five necks! Just... line up and lay the sleeping straw "Straw" around you.

Looks like there's a bunch of birds in the sky after their dead, smelly necks...

I won't be wandering the collection Taka any time soon.

... that should do the same.

Whatever, there's a shadow of a stupid "ugly" beast around his neck.

It's Uribo, a pig.

Even though it's a child, it's a big size.

It's big enough to hold it in your arm.

... I see, birds won't be able to hand it out easily either.

You can hunt mammals of this size, like dragons or large birds living elsewhere.

Thanks to you, it's a good thing the birds aren't close.

Still, I'm gonna lean against my neck and say Buhibhi...... I guess the piglets "Uribu" have a decision to make on whether or not they're the bodies of their parents?

I just look like I'm leaning against a sleeping straw and leaning against a raw neck that smells like my parents.

It doesn't seem to matter if he's alive or dead.

Of course, it's a trap for planning it.

Watching it makes me feel indescribable.

It's a trap-like trap if you're going to use a sumptuous "Kuku" trap or a tiger "Torah" bass, the hunter's experience and arm show.

But... it's a little tight to catch the stupid little pig Uribo, who just gathered under the smell of his parents...

tight...... this is a mountain and bazu is a hunter.

Young or old... prey is prey.

I hunt when I hunt.

I really see that look and tab more than I have a niece named Erin.

"Sorry..."

But where I missed it - the winter is approaching this season.

You can't even survive...

In the end, it would be a good idea to be hunted by another individual, another large beast or a herd of medium-sized beasts.

That's not why...

Birds and eggs… it's like winning both.

I can't give myself up to the sentiments in me, to hold on as a hunter and to give up my job.

Gov gov gov...

Bubble, bubble, bubble...

The Uribou, about ten piglets that are holding their bodies together and rubbing their bodies against their parents' necks...

I'm sorry, I'll take you...

Squeeze your hands together and close your eyes only for a moment.

And...

A bun and a shaken up pun.

I do not know the Injury... pure and beautiful eyes look up at Bazu.

Dozens of glassy sparkling eyes shoot the bazu straight through the front, unaware of a person's malice or something.

but

So what's up?

Bun!!

……

Bugaaaa!!

Finish one head...

Bazu held his hind limbs and hung them.

Precisely shaken off, the bamboo chops off his neck under a blow, and the blood erupts vigorously.

"Come on... what about the rest of you?

Ulibow and the piglets who finally move out with jitajitas.

I can't seem to act on it, but it's getting harder.

Even one of these things would have been caught and followed if he had escaped to the woods...

Foolish beasts who, unfortunately, can hardly react, and who live on their parents' necks.

"Right..."

I didn't mean to let him get away with it originally, but first I smashed one of my heads for breakfast.

Then how can you do the rest?

"You can resent me. I'm a human being... a hunter."

Without any emotion, the cold-mouthed bazu knocks his head off one after the other in the peak area when he crooks back the violin.

Some of them may have died of a bad hit.

But... there's no wind that cared.

For Bazu, it's free work.

It only looks like a slaughter to the groundhog Grand Bore, but... that's the species called man.

Soon, when all the piglets "Uribo" are finished, they quickly tie their hind limbs with rope and wrap them around "Maru".

The piglet Uribo, which had been killed, was packed in a bag and subjected to a different dimensional storage bag (item box), which was separated from the piglet Uribo, which had been caught alive.

Meat can be sold as meat,

If we catch him alive, we can sell him for more than meat.

Some species have been domesticated, or the basics are characterised by the groundhog Grand Bore, which has a rough temper.

It is difficult to raise captured adults.

Repeating reproduction with less proximal species, even if it is allowed to reproduce, seems not good.

Therefore, it is necessary to be able to use the external seed "Tag",

Being inside an individual brought from the outside is quite a pleasure for a farmer.

What's more,

Something about wild species tasting meat better than farming...?

Hmmm......

I don't think there's that much change in taste.

is "It's" about Bazu.

The groundhog "Grand Bore" breeds seeds with fangs treated in farm edges or something.

Of course it's edible.

For this reason, the outstanding wild species of the species are delighted.

I don't know why, but if you raise them, they'll homogenize the taste of meat.

I don't think that's a bad idea, but if you prefer a strong flavor, you don't have enough raised groundhog Grand Bore?

... Well, in a luxury thing.

For that reason, a one-of-a-kind request, Quest, like the sourcing of veterinary meat at Mestam Rock, will probably come.

I don't know who eats it, but I guess it will be processed and transported no matter how "gone" it is.

If you smoke it, it would be a wild species, but it would be a domesticated species, but it doesn't change the taste that much... well, it's not a buzz to give out money, and I don't complain because it's a good job to earn.

At best, let me enjoy my tongue.

I'll get one foot ahead of you.

So, suppose you eat that fancy wild species?

I only ate guts like liver and hatsu yesterday.

Because of this, I think I'll eat and see the meat from the piglet Uribo.

In one effort to tie up the stunned pig Uribo, he set fire to Takibi, and when he branched into one of the very large cluttered pieces of blood, he seared Abu on a direct fire.

I peeled the skin for once and left all my guts out… well, it's a fantastic and extreme dish.

I printed plenty of salt I borrowed from the kitchen, but I don't use any spices.

You won't need herbs either.

And another dish.

Skin peeling "yes" is fine... but "no" is too small to withstand practical use.

So I decide to let it be used for the whole dish.

On the peeled "Yes" skin, the hairy part is removed and the inner fat part is wrapped around it, and the rest of last night's lever and hat are thrown into the circle.

It's called "so-called," it's a wrapping grill.

It's something that can be simple, and this is all it takes… to wrap it in fur and steam it.

It's just...

That alone was a little too pale, so I sliced the onion loop and folded the leak, broke the fiber and put it in a circle - and sprinkled some more dried fruit.

By the way, these vegetables were sourced from the Royal Army kitchen and field.

It's not classified, so take a big look...?

The rest is easy to cook.

I make it out of hand because it's just something I do between tasks.

I don't make Kamadu.

Simply throw soil under its burning "Takibi", which makes a whole roasted pig "Uribou".

The fur protects the contents from the direct heat "Jikabi" along with the soil and steams them up with moisture and fat.

Soon, Joo-joo... the bukubuku and the blowing sound began to sound.

Just hearing the noise seems like a sign.

Now, while turning the whole grill not to burn at times, I rope the stunned piglets Uribou.

When I tied my legs together and wrapped them around a lot of clutter with a few beads connected to "Jutsuna", I put a "Kuku" around my horse's back.

The horse looks annoyed by the feel of the raw warm little pig Uribo... but I don't know.

Be patient.

Burhihin!

And there's a protest chirping...

I look away sassy, avoiding the horse's gaze.

And then, with an acquaintance, Bazu proceeded with the work while turning the whole grill from time to time.

In turn, the half-life smoked meat made during last night will be plunged into the Item Box, a different dimensional storage bag, and other scattered adventurers' supplies will also be collected.

I'll take it if you can, and if you can't, I'm going to give it back to the survivors through Helena.

It's not much, but it would be better than exposed to a rainstorm.

Well,

Only Royal Army equipment is troublesome to be treated like thieves, so keep it back in position with Kitin and the barracks.

The outpost is an army, to say the least, to the left.

The control of the goods was carried out precisely, and the armor, swords and other decorations were fixed.

While in an unmanned barracks, it feels like only the equipment is stored securely - in a way, in a different space.

Probably never coming again, but that was a strangely impressive place......

I've only spent about half a day, but I also feel like I've been around for quite a while.

As I sealed all the windows and walked through the dark room trying to get out of the door, I looked back unexpectedly feeling like I heard people.

In scenes and quiet barracks...

Outside, the bees and the burning fire only make the sound of oil that can be seared and bulleted.

That was what made the tranquility extra remarkable.

Come on...

There's nothing here anymore.

I also felt as though the dead were holding back and a little reluctant to leave… but for Bazu it's more important to a family that lives and suffers in reality than the dead in a strange Royal Army.

It's obvious, isn't it?

So I'm going home.

There's no point in staying.

And then you finish your meal and...

One last job.

While I rotate the whole roast, I dig a hole near it and bury all the heads of the groundhog Grand Bore.

Removal of traces is fundamental in the basics.

Well, it's not even a battlefield thing... it doesn't always have to be done, but it's like a little habit.

Okay, that's it.

Burying five big heads is pretty broken bones, but, well, there it is. They lick the genius level MAX.

The defense, the power, is much higher than the constant.

It's nothing if you work so hard.

So, the last sustenance...

If you go to the field while you're in charge of the big empi......

Well, it's "Arisama."

Mori's body, which was supposed to have been planted in the field, had been dug back, and he must have been crushed from a place prone to "kaji" without regard to the presence or absence of meat.

Some of the extremities that were protruding were missing, and... my face is also guzzled and I don't have a face "thanks to you".

If I hadn't checked this body yesterday, it might have just looked like a chunk of meat.

There are pieces of flesh scattered all over Omake.

Kolya Hiya...

Scattered flesh pieces, bone pieces... when I collect some unusual shards in an empi, I dig and fill holes.

... sadly the hole has been made small.

Mori, Gatai should have been pretty good... but much smaller,... less.

The tomb was too pitiful to be made in the field, so I dug it into the "buckwheat" by the barracks.

When you're done burying it there, you make a cross by looking at the stick of the tree on the grave marker.

Hippos who make the cross tie with that hippo of the guild union card they occasionally (by chance) recovered yesterday when they dismantled the groundhog Grand Bore.

It only looks like a dogtag on the recognition ticket, which probably didn't leak to you and could be utilized in the same way as the battlefield.

I mean, … one stays here and the other is brought back by Bazu.

When I split the small size sole into pakiri, I gently tied each string to make a cross, leaving the rest as it was.

If you stick it out and hit Concon with a big empi,... it's done.

... Yeah, that's it.

I prayed for Moli's bliss "Meifuku" once with my hands together.

─ ─ ─ I'm going to chara you for matching Kina with painful eyes.

I remember what happened at each store, and I find it a little irritating... but I can't help but whip the dead.

I suppressed my anger and easily got the funeral done.

"Well... let's just say we're going home while we eat some meshi"

Return Empi to the storeror next to the barracks and confirm the culinary performance by the fire.

There was a pun and a scent smell.

A very boiling appetite.

After cleaning up the body, can you eat well...?

... Don't lick Sinai, I'll just say.

I don't use spices like "Tagu" or anything, so it's just simple with meat and fat.

That's why it conveys the fact that it's not mixed up.

I don't feel a little heavy or anything in the morning...

The meat of the piglet Uribo is not as fat as the adult beast,

Volume is not that much, not to mention a whole head… given the binge eating area.

Well, I'm sure my belly swells enough.

Well, and.

Actual food, actual food-

Remove from the fire and cool slightly.

It was somewhat burnt, but it looks like it will happen again there.

Smell the cunt, take out the knife and snuff (...) it off for about the border between the scorch and the verdant.

Where I burned it, I thought I'd throw it away, but... first you taste it.

Pak... Sakuri.

The burnt eyes have a texture like baked confectionery, and the palate is not bad.

No, more than that...

this-

"To!!

When it comes to the burnt area and the surface close to the fire, its juicy!

Every time I bite it off, the gravy overflows.

... It's not oil. gravy.

This is delicious!

Even without spices, there is no smell because of the freshness itself.

Blood doesn't smell so good when it's fresh.

Rather, it is even a source of flavour.

Animal milk, etc. originally consists of the same ingredients as blood.

Fresh blood is not so bad on the palate except for the iron odor.

Instead, if it's cold, it was heated and boiled once anyway. That's even palatable.

Other beasts, each with a different taste and habit, I guess… the groundhog Grand Bore is definitely delicious.

Blood, if fresh, will taste better, and even taste good.

You can expect this.

Grasp the tip of a branch instead of a skewer stabbed in the meat and eat it lavishly Gabriel.

And I took another dish out of the burning "Takibi" as I chewed "Shaku".

I kicked him in the leg, pulled out the fire, pulled out the contents.

It's wrapped in fur.

While the hot air is released from the folded surface of the hockey and fur, it does not appear to have burned out at all.

Usually,

Looks like it went as planned.

Thanks to the fur that remains on the subcutaneous fat, it would have an oil-giddy steaming grill.

I can't smell it!

As I say, I loosen my fur...

Fluffy, steamy notes of vegetables and sweet aromas that stimulate the appetite of meat. There, the dried fruit sucked the oil moisture and swelled the "fudge" and gave it an elegant citrus flavor.

............ Like!

It's a fruity flavor of liver, hearts and vegetables steamed.

This is absolutely good.

While I'm hoping, I don't eat right away.

The food was finished and the end of the day was almost over.

As long as we check for forgotten items and even the end of the fire at the end, we can leave immediately.

─ ─ There is no reason to stay here long.

When held together with a fur wrap and a round grill, place on horse implements.

The meal is behind us.

Enable time.

There are horses, and you can eat them while you travel.

- Okay, let's go!

When I was ready, I wore my outfits securely on my body.

All you have to do... is put out the fire.

When you fill it back with soil with zazza and feet...

Look around again and be careful not to forget things, etc.

It's just a hassle to go all the way to the mountains to pick up forgotten things.

……

…

Hmm...

You'll be fine.

After all the aftermath, Bazu slaps his neck lightly when he crosses the horse.

"You kept me waiting."

Hinn and hissing high, just don't worry about it.

"Ha-ha-ha, you're often" snuggled "."

I feel good when I stroke a pom pom.

"So, shall we go home... on the road, please?

Bazu, who became a man on horseback, descends the Mestam Rock.