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"I'm tired."

That's what I declared after I sold a cutlet sandwich to a hug in my own room.

"What is it?

"It's up to you to eat, you can have something similar for breakfast, but have a decent dinner or something."

"You're having lunch at the Chamber of Commerce, aren't you?

"Oh, it's helpful to know what this country eats, and it doesn't taste bad, but still, it's different. I want rice, rice and makeup."

"Rice. Take it out with your abilities?

"Oh, I'm going to try it. I'm going to cook myself just for dinner if I can get it all together."

"Well, can you cook for a man's sake, or was he born a cook? No, I remember hearing you were serving somewhere."

A hug messes with his jawbeard.

"If you live alone, you're gonna cook about it, right? A little cheaper than eating out."

"I don't know, I don't hear much about living alone in the first place. Usually it's normal to live with your parents and brothers, right?

"... oh, I see, I didn't think of that"

Maybe it wouldn't happen if it weren't for the nuclear familialization and capitalist economy going on to be able to live alone in the apartment. I guess it's normal here that housewives are in charge of cooking as a culture, not sexism or anything.

"Well, I've always lived alone. Easy (...) cooking will do. My fisherman's boss forced me to go with him, so I can eat fish."

"Wow. Fish would be easy to get. Whatever it is, it's a harbor."

You thought you could eat fresh fish. I'm hoping for a hug. I'm not going to be extravagant, Hug.

"He said he wouldn't retail, Chelina...... would you like to ask the lady where she sells some fresh fish"

Well, it's not the fish I want to eat today. It was a fish at noon.

"When it comes to fish that I usually eat, salting is unusual."

"Well, you have salt."

"Hmm. I don't know if you're eating fish or salt. It's silo stuff."

"Now you're meatier than a fish."

When they eat cutlet sandwiches in front of them every day, they can't help but want freshly fried tongue cutlets. The tonkatsu lunch box is also delicious enough, but it still doesn't reach freshly fried.

So we should align...

[Rice (5 kg) = 1872 yen]

[Roast pork (200 g) = 520 yen]

[Salt (1 kg) = 399 yen]

[Pepper (100 g) = 720 yen]

[Thin powder (1 kg) = 398 yen]

[Eggs (10 pieces) = 298 yen]

[Bread flour (100 g) = 95 yen]

[Salad oil (1300g) = 295 yen]

[Tonka sauce = 276 yen]

[Cabbage = 250 yen]

[Lemon = 72 yen]

[Frying pan = 3900 yen]

[Pressure cooker = 4800 yen]

[Chopsticks = 389 yen]

[Slab = 1050 yen]

[Bucket = 560 yen]

[Knife = 3200 yen]

[Chopsticks = 630 yen]

[Tea bowl = 988 yen]

All right!

It's all approved!

It's not a tempura pan, it's a frying pan because I used a frying pan when I was making it in Japan. It would be better to use plenty of oil, but it's poor.

What else do you buy for all the new ones mentioned above...... water?

20,713 yen in total.

The balance is 929,932 yen.

I was a little hesitant to use oil in a small room, but my appetite prevailed.

It is rice first.

I don't use a cooker when cooking rice. Always use a pressure cooker.

I don't know a damn expensive cooker, but it's much better to make it in a pressure cooker than a normally sold cooker. I would love for you to try it. Even faster when using a pressure cooker. It's fast enough to cook anyway.

The rice is troublesome so I decided to use it without washing it. It's a small inn room...

It also makes sense to test, so add a portion of rice and water and put it on high heat with a cassette stove. It boils quickly, so now it's five minutes on low heat. Turn off the fire and steam for ten minutes and it is complete.

Hagg expressed an interest in the pressure cooker, but stuck it out telling him not to jam.

Next are slabs and cabbage.

I chop the cabbage off with a hand I'm used to and realize it. I don't have a ball. I regret something because I thought about it quite a bit and I was going to buy what I needed.

"Uh, yeah, Hug. I need you to borrow about three plates from the store people. One should be bigger."

"Hmm? Well, yeah."

Decide the top of the chair as a workbench so the hag doesn't get dusty because it's up and make a decent chop of cabbage. I also bought a bucket, so I can leave it in the water, but nothing. I haven't burned that much passion on my cabbage teeth. I never say it's simply a hassle.

Let's cut the lemon too. Much excess... well, I can't help all this.

"Brother, you're cooking?

Oh, finally downgraded from a customer to a brother. No. Did they already call you a few times?

A little suspicious to remember, but it was Narnia, the billboard daughter of this inn, who came into the room. She is a 12-year-old girl of your age, but a working woman who is already a strong force in the store.

"You came all the way here..."

"You're worried about men cooking."

"Even the cook across the street is a man."

"Except for the restaurant."

After all, it's not normal for a man to cook outside of a restaurant.

"Well, look, I'm sorry, but I need a plate."

"I brought it."

You can give me barbecued pottery, but there's no sign of you leaving. I sigh and transfer the cabbage to the plate.

"Ooh. Wow! That's fine!

Who's going to do this?

"And this vegetable, it's so fresh. You bought it at the Veriero Chamber of Commerce?

"Well, that's what it is"

No, it's not just a hug, so I can't take it directly out of the container, which is a hassle if you don't go through the bag.

"Uh, next..."

Meat. Fascinating pork loin. That's a pretty big 200g.

Put a knife in your muscles with a slab and sprinkle with salt and pepper, thin powder... oops I need to dissolve the eggs in a plate.

I'm a little handy in an unfamiliar environment.

Involve eggs and cover with bread flour.

I prepared that on a slab and took out the gas stove and frying pan. I wish I had warmed the oil first, but I don't regret it. Put a fire in the cassette gas stove and take a short break.

"Yeah, brother, what's this! Cookware?"

"Uh, it's a prototype I tried to sell to Veriero. But the difficulty of mass production made me bottomless."

Lie to me.

"It is. It seems very convenient."

"That's very expensive."

"Huh?! Then I don't want it."

The girl was cash.

Drop the bread flour in the frying pan to make sure the oil is warm and I gently drop the pork over it.

It's a nostalgic sound that can't be worn out or worn out.

Fried food was easy, so I used to make it.

When it was troublesome, I used deep-fried powder that did not require a lower flavour. Peppers as well as chicken were fried in this powder. It's delicious. I miss it. Let's do it next time.

As the bread flour slowly began to fade, both Narnia and Hug came close to eating it.

"It's dangerous, the oil is so hot, it's not gonna jump or burn."

Narnia backed off a bit with it, but I pushed back sometimes with one hand as she slowly and unconsciously approached. You left Dwarf's old man alone. I think the oil is flying on my face, but isn't it hot? I thought this was a relief, but it's out of the way, so please step back.

The whole thing blossomed in golden color, so I pull it up with vegetable chopsticks. I forgot to prepare a shitty metal mesh. It was also a hassle to get it approved now, so I decided to keep it in the air for a while.

"Whoa! Akira!"

"Whoa! Oh, my God, suddenly! It's dangerous!"

I almost accidentally dropped the cutlet, but I can manage. I stopped the fire, but the oil is still hot.

"Why are you showing off there! Put it on the plate quickly, but yes!

I don't know what it means to be angry.

"I'm cutting oil... Plus, a little extra heat will get the meat right through the fire."

Well, don't bother getting too streety and stiff.

"No, really? Okay, whatever you want."

Why does a hug look great? Well, I don't care.

"... All right, like this. Yikes."

Put it on the slab and divide it into six slices with a knife. Keep it on the belly of the knife and go to the plate.

Served with chopped cabbage and lemon...... you can do it!

I leave the rice in a tea bowl while I rub my hands. Take a bite to taste. Yeah, it's delicious. It's well cooked.

Squeeze the lemon first and sprinkle on the meat and cabbage. I like to spill lemon juice on cabbage, too.

Sprinkle the sauce with dabble and nasty after further removal. I knew it was sauce for tonkatsu! Soy sauce is out of the way!

Cut a tea bowl in your left hand and pinch it with chopsticks. Slowly carry it to your mouth and chew it off.

Oil characteristic of the loin drizzled out the juwari and spread into the mouth in harmony with the flavour of the meat.

It's hot and it's about to burn, but if you immediately add white rice and chew it up together, that's where the tonkatsu will finally be finished.

Oh, bliss.

I reflected around the third slice that it was a handful not to prepare miso soup, but that's when I finally noticed the two faces in front of me.

They're both drooling and chasing Katsu's whereabouts with their eyes like they've lost their souls.

I grabbed them with a slice of chopstick to try and let them go up and down, and they both shook their necks up and down. Kind of funny.

I don't care about Hugs, but Narnia is pathetic.

"That's right, Narnia, give me a taste? I want to see if it fits the human tongue of this country."

"! Thighs, of course!

"What!? What about me! What's for me?!

"Old man... you're a grown man, keep your mouth shut"

"Nuuuuuuuu!

Ignoring the seven-turning hag, he threw the little guy at the end into Narnia's mouth. It won't be hot enough to burn anymore. Think it doesn't fit her mouth that I chose the smaller one. Not because I'm an asshole. Besides, the guy at the end is crunchy and delicious, right?

"Be careful, it's hot. If it's not a good idea, you can spit it out."

"Mogu... mogu... yeah?! Ha-ha! Hey, what's this?

Fear at first and then immediately chewed hard and swallowed and screamed.

"Ko, I've never eaten anything so delicious! What's this! What's this!!

"Yeah. Don't scream at night"

The earliest man is the hour of sleep. What do the innkeepers do when they scream?

"Because! This! That's a lie! I've never had a treat like this!

"Yep! Akira! Even for me! Why don't you give it to me?

"You just ate a scattered cutlet sandwich. Same cutlet."

"No, you're not! It's definitely something else! Otherwise, I don't think you'd bother with all this work!

Damn, you're sharp for muscle Dharma.

"Uh, it must be my fault. But people in this land think it's delicious too."

"The meat is delicious, it's soft and full of flavor. Besides, you've never seen so much oily meat, and it's usually harder and more muscular, right? And this sauce! This is amazing! Sweet and soggy! I was surprised it was black at first, but I don't care because your brother seems to be eating it deliciously, and it's so delicious that if I actually ate it, I'd go to heaven! Brother, who are you? Like he was an ex-court cook?

Narnia rolls up all at once.

"No, no, he said he was just living alone. Salt's pretty good, not sauce."

"I want to try it!

"... uh, I've already sauced it all"

"Ha Ugh..."

You said something extra.

"We have a solution!

Hugs have been interrupting.

"Wow. What the hell."

"One more thing... you just have to make two!

"Are you willing to take a ride?!

"Yes! Can you stand such a life-killing state! Make it! Make it!

I said something really extra!

"Damn! Hugs get their money! I'll make it for two thousand yen!

"We have a deal! If you're a merchant, you have to fulfill your contract!

"Heck..."

When I replied to a sigh mix.

[The divine level has risen to 7]

[Container capacity is now forty]

Accidentally struck. Seriously.

"Oops......"

"What's up? Make it fast."

"Oh, yeah, I know"

I don't know what it means to go up here, okay? Maybe I've been saving up for what I've been saving.

But you have no idea the law......

Cook the rice first while I doubt it. I left a pile in my tea bowl for what was left.

Narnia brought me a lot of dishes as I was washing slabs and knives all the way through because I was storing water in the bucket. Her eyes were tonkatsu.

Instead of a girl in love flying a heart in her eyes, an appetite girl is floating a ton of cutlets in her eyes. How much?

While Narnia helped me prepare a little handy this time.

Hagg was the limit, so I put him out first.

"Murph, whoa, whoa! Come on! This is! Not God... there's a god down here. Ugh!

So don't scream. You're going to complain.

The door was knocked.

"... open"

It was the elf in Indian costume, Yalarai, who came into the room without waiting for our response.

"Akira?"

"Ooh, sorry. You were so loud."

"A little. Anything wrong?

Yalarai shifts his gaze to Dwarf's Hug, but he doesn't sell fights because I was there. Hugs also throw their cutlets in by turning aside.

"Hmm. Tasty rice turned into regular rice all at once."

Isn't that usually a bad meal?

"Meals?"

I answer as I fry my second eye cutlet.

"Oh, I'm dying to make some food for my hometown. If you want to give me money, I'll make you one."

"... Interested, I do. Please."

The balance is 931,372 yen.

This elf has been confirmed by the drinker to eat meat, vegetables or anything.

"Cuttlefish stick together!

I was a jerk.

――――

With four people in a room for one, that's already cramped.

Moreover, when it comes to cooking in that state, it is critical to use it to the top of the bed.

"Hug, don't spill it."

The horizontal hug moved over the bed as Yalarai came in. Grab a plate with a ton of cutlets.

I cheek a ton of cutlets with my fork about where I got them out of. The rice was poured into my stomach with booze without eating. I guess it's a creature called Dwarf around here after all.

Thanks to this, I don't cook extra Yalarai rice, so I prepared cabbage and fried just a ton of cutlets.

I thought I'd be wasted. Lemons are going to run out, too.

"Handy, good"

"Thank God, Yalarai doesn't cook?

"In the camp, do"

Oh, I see.

"What kind of stuff do you make?

"If you have weed, soup. If there is a beast, meat, bake"

"Well, I'm not a beast. That's amazing."

"Not really. Elves, we can all do it."

That's quite an interesting story. I see Dwarves in the city sometimes, but I don't see Elves at all but Yalalai. I guess it's rare.

"... all done. Don't complain, okay?

"No problem, I'll take it"

He also took my fork out of nowhere. I didn't get one spoon served when they served food at the tavern, but maybe forks and spoons are common sense in this world to bring in on their own. Yesterday, I usually ate by the hand.

…… ... Akira "

Yalarai turns this way with a slightly scary face.

"Hey, what? Didn't it fit the elf's mouth?

He shakes his head to the side.

"To Akira, thank you. I've never had such a delicious meal. Sincerely, thank you"

"Oh, wow."

Do you see any tears seeping in your eyes?

No, it's my fault. I definitely want to think it's my fault. Macho Elves tears and tears.

"Well, if it suits your mouth, it's more than that."

After that, you wanted to concentrate on savoring it, or bite it silently and you were crying. Give me a break.

By the way, Narnia even said, "Yummy! It's delicious! It won't stop!" He repeatedly moistened with the rice. Although the pace is slower than it looks because the mouth is smaller.

When I made sure the three of them were finished eating and tried to wash the dishes I had borrowed, Narnia said she would do it. At first, I didn't want to, but I decided to thank you for the treat, so I decided to sweeten it to my liking. I didn't just do the frying pan, I did the slabs. I ended up saying I would wash everything and carried it somewhere with the Hugs. Why did you two stay because I wanted to talk to Yalarai?

"Hey, what's science like?

"… Description… obnoxious"

Whoa.

"Mm-hmm. Right. I don't care what kind of energy the air conditioner is working with."

"Energy?"

Is that it? Can't get through?

I think Chelina had it through, but was that a mistake?

"Mm-hmm. I mean, what kind of force does an air-conditioner work with?"

"Biological, rational"

"What's rationality?

"The Power of Proverbs"

Wow, I have no idea.

"Proverbs..."

"... it's... ask the scholar, the researcher"

Seriously.

"... if she's my daughter, I know, but she's not here"

"You have a daughter?

"Yes, but Green Garden."

I don't know the Green Garden.

"Far away."

Well, enough if you know I won't see you.

"Well, no, I'll ask someone else."

"I'm sorry, I'm not good at science."

"No, enough is enough. Thanks."

"Okay, I'm going to bed"

"Oh, good night"

Unfortunately, you had no idea about science. They're not just bringing energy from the outside because they were wearing it as "life's". Although it is not definitive.

After a while, Narnia washed the tools and brought them to me, so I'll thank you.

I noticed she forgot to give me the candy balls again after she left the room.

It's not juvenile amnesia.

Report to God before bed.

Tonkatsu looks common and delicious in the world.

Good night.