Free Life ~Record of the Struggle of a Different World General Merchant~

It's a good day.

The weather was good, the climate was easy to spend, and the evening job was cancelled.

"Sorry, Takahiro! I'm so sorry that your father got so uptight... and you came because of me. If you say wasabi, what is it? Take this."

Besides, I got a block of pork belly on the caorle. It's a good day to get something like this in a paper bag, it's stingy heavy, pork belly... after work is gone.

The current time is 5: 00 p.m. If you walk through a residential area, you can smell butter and fish roasting from there, and you can faintly hear the sound of chopping vegetables.

Me too, let's eat dinner when I get home... let's eat this man dish with pork belly full.

In a hot frying pan, cook the sliced pork belly slightly thicker. Only salt and pepper are seasoned. That's all...... that's all, cool the rice! Side dish? I don't need that. Meat and rice. What else can I tell you?

"Ugh... Yabe, I got a weird laugh.... hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey. Enjoy yourself

Yumi's food is, of course, delicious. But once in a while, I cook men's dishes... and obviously I want to eat unhealthy dishes full of them. That's the sad saga of a man...... I want you to know.

But actually, convincing Yummy that her bones are going to break. Well, I don't know what to say... but within that thought, I arrived at my house. It's close to the pavilion, my house.

"Well, no. Let's hit my hot feelings, honestly. Yumi likes meat, too."

Worst case scenario, let's have the lutoo on our side. Dragons seem to like meat... OK, I had a freshly maneuvered operation! No, assault!

And I open the front door. Take off your shoes and head to the living room. And try to ask Yumi, who would be in the kitchen, to even...

"Hey, what the hell. And whoa...! to, a chunk of meat......! Awesome......!

Somehow Alty caught me in the living room.

"Ho ho, this is fine pork belly meat...... is it the main one tonight?

I even stopped by Eru. I lift up my glasses and glance at the contents of the paper bag I held.

"Huh? Meat? Is this meat tonight? Yay!

Melissa, who has come to the house a lot lately, is making a small leap.

The three women want my meat... if it's as many as this, it's enough to eat. No problem.

"What, you guys. You gonna eat at my house? Well, that's fine. Okay, I'll cook it for you. Just hang on."

That's what I said, I tried to go to the kitchen... and the women stopped it.

"Wait. What do you mean, bake? No way, you don't mean this pork, do you? Ha, don't joke about it. Spring vegetables and pork belly potov. That's settled, isn't it?

"Huh? What are you talking about, you"

I want to eat baked chicken. That too, now. Why do you have to boil it?

"What? Potoff? Impossible. Meat is cooked."

"Oh, yeah, Artie! Tell him!

That's a rare disagreement. Well, it's because this guy doesn't seem to know how to cook unless he bakes it... it doesn't matter! Now let's rejoice that we have allies!

Come on, Mr. Alty! Say goodbye! Cook it down and say salt pepper is the best!

"Pork belly is decided to be roasted with herbs. I can't believe Potov's still stuck around."

..................... Whoa!

The meat I cooked aromatized with all kinds of herbs is also delicious for delicious...... but the best thing for white rice would be a simple salt pepper after all!

Damn, Artie is also a woman in a weird place......

"Huh? No! Such fine pork belly meat is simple......"

"Whoa, Melissa! Yeah, it's simple..."

That's right, Virgin. You know what I want. That's right, it's the simplest thing about being a meat dish at home. Even messing around is hard to make it taste like eating in a store.

Honestly, salt and pepper here. That's settled!

"Salt it and eat it again"

"Why not!?

I didn't think I was going to fly to talk about saving or not cooking! Huh? Salted? You idiot! Don't eat now, when are you going to eat it!

"Huh? 'Cause it tastes better salted, huh? My priest said that."

"Oh, come on, you have to go to the market to salt. Ah, you're selling it. But such splendid pork belly meat, it's only here now. You're right to bake and eat here.

"You can't. The right answer is not 'baking'. 'Boil'. Besides, if you care about this moment now, what do you do without spring vegetables? You don't get it anytime, anywhere."

"I like the" Piece of Cloud (Umpiron Row) ", fed to the old dragon in the east. It was delicious..."

"What's 'umpienlow'?

"... If it's oriental food, 'dumplings' is fine. Your husband made it before."

"Is that going to be a hiccup? Wouldn't it be a waste of time to deliberately fine such splendid meat!

"Hey, what's 'umpienlow'?

"Hikimeat!? Impossible! Potoff can't have beef, Yumiel!

"Then there would be no Potov either! Bake! Sprinkle the herbs and bake! This is the only way!

"... 'dumplings' can also be baked. You might want to put it in the potov."

"What's" umpienlow "?

When will our cohabitants be joining us in a huge, hustling debate?

How dare you, I'm not going to be able to collect... No, but I'm hungry! Here's one, with a crane voice......

"You guys! Don't say anything unsolicited! This meat is made of salt pepper…"

"You shut up!!

"Yes."

The women drank it.

...... hey there! Me, Nobita Sayama! I know we all know, but I'm the landlord of this house!

... and yet, treat, hiccup...

"Bake!"

"Boil!"

"Boil!"

"What's 'umpienlow'?

Woman is fine ~... I'm still arguing. Already, come on. Do whatever you want......

...... hmm? Could it be, right now, not a chance?

Here, if you sneak into the kitchen and cook the meat... Kukuk, you can't put it back together anymore. My victory!

All right, if that's the case, it's a showcase of scouts' arms. [Invisible], departure......

"... where are you going?

Kanst-level scouts got caught by a maid!

"Ah, Takahiro, I was trying to take the meat!

"What no!?

Hii!? The carnivores are staring at me with their bloody eyes...!

"You shouldn't, you shouldn't, Takahiro. I can't believe we're going to arbitrarily devote ourselves without waiting to conclude. It's the way to turn us against our enemies, it's"

"Taka Hiro! I'll eat the BBQ and everything! Just roasted meat, etc., boring!

"Oh, this, my meat..."

"I'm sorry!

The objection is vague, and I can take the meat away. Oh, my meat... my meat...

"... So we'll meet this Sabbath. Nice to meet you."

"Yes!"

And the meat that was taken up was split up all the time, into their own hands.

Apparently, the story was in parallel and instead switched to a discussion of which one of the dishes each claimed was superior. In order to demonstrate his correctness, a culinary battle was to take place on the next holiday.

I don't know why this happened... I just wanted to bake some meat...

When I did, I burst into tears as I dropped off the ladies walking away with their confident backs against me.

"Yes, no, maybe this evening's meat. Yumi, what's for dinner?

"... it's a fish"

"Damn, whoa, whoa!!!!

The fish was fish, and it was delicious....... damn whoa whoa whoa!!!

A few days after the pigmeat robbery...... at the Holiday Mampu Pavilion, one battle was about to begin.

"Vanilla grill? Well, ho ho... Mr. Alty, it's pork, isn't it? Yet I can't believe that vanilla baking is the best..."

"Ugh, François! Anyway, you're eating wild, like cheese on meat! I can't imagine a guy like that would know how good a vanilla grill is!

"You can't beat me!

"Wow! Neither can I.

"Mr. Caorle. It's bad for you running a restaurant, but this fight, it's my win."

"No, I win! By the cook's will!

"Kuku...... I'm barking, I'm barking. Good, stay within the moment. The winner is me. I don't care how you thank me, it doesn't change."

"... what about that? You don't know anything unless you try."

The women gathered for the pork culinary showdown are scattering bees and sparks. Believing in victory, I'm burning my fighting spirit. My pork dish is the strongest, and I show with confidence that it's just overflowing - -.

"How did this happen..."

Dorothea stood up next to me and snapped without asking anyone. No, I don't know either. I don't know why I'm here, and they weren't there for the pork robbery... especially if I don't know why you're here.

"Mr. François brought me here. It's not my will."

"Oh well."

You must have noticed my surprise gaze. The answer came back before I uttered a voice of doubt. After all, there are a lot of good guys with a Bartoloan...

"But when it comes to pork battles, you can't back off in silence. I will join you in this battle."

"Ah, go ahead"

Oh, my God, I even started showing motivation to Dorothea. What? What's so special about pork for a woman in this world? I don't know...

"Yes, yes, Taka Hiro is this way! I'm not an athlete, I'm a judge."

I twisted my neck full of things I didn't know, and Mr. Kate showed up from the kitchen at the Mampu Pavilion and started pushing my back.

"... Mr. Kate. I just got here because Yumi brought me here, and I just started hearing about being a judge."

In the first place, weren't the women the only ones in the culinary battle with pork? Even when the meat was robbed, I was completely out of mosquito nets...

"I don't care about the details of a man! Look, sit down, sit down!

"Whoa!?

Mr. Kate forced me to sit in the chair. In front of me, a table where nothing is placed… and beyond, temperamental women.

He's always confident when he does it. "My food is the best!," he says with his eyes. I see, because these guys are women, too. The pride in cooking arms seems to be higher than that of a man.

But......

"I won't matter. If you win or lose, you guys do it on your own."

That's right. It's not a lot to get involved in a battle with doctrinal claims and pride. Stay away from the danger, son. Let's leave this place before it gets flushed.

If you think so and say so clearly......

"Hih!?

The look on the women's faces changed.

... Yes, no, no! Not the look on your face! They keep smiling...... but BUT!

The air... yes, the air, it's gotten extraordinarily heavy! What the hell, this pressure...!

"... your husband"

"Ha, ha, no!

There was a pitiful voice.

"... you're not saying you're going home, are you?

"No way ~! Don't do that!

But the instant instant execution of translating the claim was more pitiful. What a chicken mental me.

"Yes, Takahiro! There's no way I'm going home without all this cute little cuisine."

Mr. Kate, you don't understand. That's not the problem with being able to eat women's handicrafts or not. The problem is this face.

In the past, have these guys come together and good things ever happened? The answer is no.

What happened on New Year's Eve? The other day, when Luttoo made his "fiancée declaration," what happened?

Even though it's a seed of enough commotion individually, if they get dense, I don't know what kind of buds they'll get. If you suck, you can have chaos like a dense forest.

I want to escape. I want to escape. But I can't move anymore because they teased me. If you run away, you're too scared of the rest. Such heavy pressure binds my body to the jury seat.

"Now, since it looks like you're ready... we're hosting the First Grand Feria Pork Culinary Showdown - the non-flying pig is a delicious pig!

In the end, the pork culinary showdown was held without even being able to resist the appearance of resistance.

It's been held.