It's been a long time since I remembered that taste.

Sweetness of honey gently entangled in the aroma of roasted wheat.Yes, you used to eat a lot.

Swap honey with other villagers' wheat, get flour in a water wheel, and pour plenty of honey on baked bread.

The taste that stung around my mouth.

You don't remember Jikil, but he used to eat a lot at home.

It can be eaten again.

Just take the rest of Ash-kun's pizza-style bread at noon and sprinkle the honey in stock at home.

It's just that much of our treat.

"Whoa, whoa."

Your brother Jikil laughs as he squeaks on the bread.

The area around your mouth is sticky.But that's right, this is a delicious food.

Bite yourself a bite and chew on its deliciousness.

I hadn't thought about it before.I can't believe you can enjoy this flavor again.

I didn't even think about it, so I tried not to remember this flavour.

Yeah, but...

Oh, but no. Not enough.

Yes, this is delicious. This is also delicious.

But I know something better.

It's been a long time since I've remembered that the taste your mother made me was sweeter and happier.

His name is, yes, his mother's pancakes.That's what your mother used to call it.

It should have been made with honey and flour.

But that's it.

I don't know any more.

My mother was gone before she taught me how to make it.

"I wonder how they made it."

Zero questions reach not upon my mother's back, nor can I hear answers from a distant day.

Why are people's voices so inconvenient?I can't tell the person I want to talk to when I want to.

Jikil is staring at me, wondering if you kept your mouth shut about me before it tastes good.You looked worried a week ago.

I reached out and stroked my growing brother's head.



With Ash-kun, the study of the church becomes very lively.

"Ah, yes, the mathematical connection, the number zero.That's amazing, isn't it?Zero, zero. A concept for recognizing things that don't exist - uh, how to think?It's still a genius to notice that. "

Ash-kun started his usual chat when he was about to collapse into the difficulty of division.

This is always a pleasure. It's just a good break, but it doesn't have anything to do with the original study, so sometimes it helps later.

"Hmm? So amazing?"

Micah leans her neck.I don't know how wonderful it is, either.

"Once I understand this way of thinking, there's nothing wrong with it.The stage of realizing the idea is awesome.... "

For example, Ash-kun talks.

If I hadn't been here,

No.

Micah, you look amazing.

You mean you saw dinner lined up with food you hate as much as possible?

Yes?

"Ash, I can't believe you're not here."

"Oh, no, let's just say."

"Oh, no!"

"... even if I didn't have this chair?"

Yeah!

Micah, a good smile.

That's right. Even if you were told to talk, you can't stand having someone you like "even if they weren't there".

I know, I know.

"There is no chair, so the chair is zero.But do you really need to show that as a number?There's nothing missing, so you don't have to indicate that the chair is zero, right? "

Yeah, I think so. Nothing's missing.You don't have to write because you have to.

I think that's fine.

"So what if you need to show that you don't?Church equipment, in this case, is property.If you don't make a list of your fortunes, I think Father Volke will be scolded by the great men of the temple.Two prayers, one idol of all kinds... but the chair broke and became zero.At this time, you can't write because you don't have it.What's wrong with the chair? "

I see. Indicates that the chair is gone, right?

That's when you need zero.

A number indicating what's gone, huh?

"Well, at this level, you don't have to make a number zero, but it's just a lettering...When the calculations get more complicated, it's absolutely necessary.For example, 500,000 three hundred and one, it's hard to read without a zero number. "

I see.

I nodded with Micah and thought of "nothing".

Your mother's pancake recipe would be zero if she wrote it in numbers.

If you say so, the way you keep bees is the same.

That was once zero, and I gave up - but now it's not. Not zero.

... not zero.

Then the pancake recipe is the same.

Sweet expectations. Chest sounds like you're going to grab a falling treasure.

Cold fear. Chest atrophy, perhaps a loss of grip.

I trembled with two feelings, but once I had the treasure, I couldn't stop reaching out.

"Hey, Ash-kun... it's about that beekeeping book we had."

I still can't read through everything, the book that your mother and father have connected.

"Wait a minute, wait a minute... did it say anything about honey cooking?"

There are a few simple answers to that.

I grabbed the amber treasure and answered.



I feel the author's love for the theme of the book when a serious book is sandwiched by stories like bean knowledge and laughter.

― ― ― is a younger boy's dialog than mine.

"I think that this kind of story, which is irrelevant to the mainstay, was learned and remembered by the author in the process of studying the subject.It's something I remember, and it's funny, so I'd like other people to know if possible. "

Really?

If Ash-kun is reading more books than I am, I'm sure he is.

I'm sorry, I'm not sure I'm reading the beekeeping book at all.

Do you have any serious books?

I have the impression that the book itself is serious.

"So, this is Tanya's family legend of beekeeping, but this is another loving creation.I need a simple proviso, but it says a lot about how to use honey.It's how you make honey wine, it's how you make beeswax... it's how you eat honey.Oh, I thought the author really liked honey. "

The last words were told with a smile.

I feel like Ash-kun's smile is due to his age-appropriate appetite and his age-appropriate labor.

"Well, Tanya, what do you want to know about the food?"

Ash-kun leans his neck with the beekeeping book he kept with Father Volke.

I think he's a strange kid.He was originally a big boy and a smart kid.

The expression "healthy" was difficult to apply, but when I saw someone in need, it was noticed in the village as a child who would help me somehow.

Even now.

Ash-kun looks forward to my inquiry.It's like being asked questions and having to look forward to answering them.

Do you like helping people?

Anyway, Ash-kun is very reliable at times like these, which is unlikely to be younger.

I wish I knew, but when I tried to ask about my mother's pancakes, I realized I didn't know the proper name of the dish.

Is that a pancake?

Mom's pancakes don't make sense to anyone else, do they?

"Um... what's your name?But maybe I don't know.... "

"Yes, but do you know the common name, the ingredients you need, and the typical cooking method?"

"Well, we call it your mother's pancakes."

"Pancakes. Sweets."

"I didn't really know from the ingredients I used, and I was using honey and flour, but what else did I need..."

Hmm, I see.

"I don't know how to cook, and I can't even make it if I want to..."

"Oh, isn't this it?"

Fuaa!?

Ahhh!? Did they find you? Already?

"This is the only recipe in this book that fits."

Ash-kun will move next to me to open an old book.

"Raw honey cake. Honey and flour, then eggs only.It's a very simple sweet that doesn't use sugar.Compete with the quality and quantity of ingredients, mixing and baking.Yeah, this is basically a deep type of sweet called "deep meaning."

Um?

Wow, there are a lot of parts of this page that I can't read.

The words are mixed with the old ones.

"Hmm... this is the temperature.This word would be a kiln of ancient civilizations because it's part of the baking process. Hmm. "

Why can Ash-kun even read this...?

"Hmm, it's certainly hard to read this as it is.Books are also damaged. I'll get a piece of paper from Father Folke and write it down in easy-to-understand language. "

"Uh-huh. But is that okay?"

It's so easy.

It's gone. Was it such a rush to be alone when you got to zero?

"I'm not a Folke priest who stinks with a piece of paper.We also have co-financing. "

Not there, more like this, more like this!

I had a feeling there were a lot of difficult things to do, huh!?

"Fufu, isn't Tanya kind of a funny mess?"

"Hmm, Tanya is cute after all. Strong."

Ah, loved by the younger two!?

"I mean, it's so light! Why is it so easy... it's my mother's recipe, before I remember it... so it's not supposed to be anymore."

I'm stuck in words.

It's not enough to feel zero from your mouth.

I can't catch up to express this joy of running ahead.To express the confusion of a dream.

Ash-kun nods to tell me that he understands.

Grab the book at hand and stroke it with mercy.

"This is the story that remains.What Tanya's parents have taken over from her parents is still here.It's not that simple. "

Oh, yeah.

I see. I see.

The book.

The paper.

By engraving a number of voices into his body, the paper he conveys to me is...

The paper kept on holding on to what was going to disappear and delivering what was not reached.

That's why you're here.

You've been reaching out to me all this time to make my little memories go away.

Like God, the paper is there.

Reach out and touch Ash-kun's book.

Old paper is rough and the colors are hard to say.

But it's a piece of paper that fills everything I wanted to be taught by my father and mother.

"This time, I have to tell you."

It is not a word that disappears in such an instant, but a word that can always be heard in the future.

Let's study hard.

I've come across Ash-kun's difficult face with a fresh look.

"Well, I tried to create an atmosphere, but it is uncertain whether this recipe matches Tanya's memorable taste.No, I think it's probably because I've conveyed the recipe of this book as a family flavour, so it's highly likely, but I don't really want to try it. "

That's right! It's not that easy, after all!

Nothing. I feel like it's all over now...

"Besides, even if the ingredients and the way they are made match, the taste will change with subtle baking...."

Ash-kun's eyes are very gentle.

The feeling of hanging in there is conveyed straight ahead.

The journey to memory taste is no longer zero, but it looks like it's still a long way off.

Ah, there are a lot of things in the world that you can't say...