Gun-ota ga Mahou Sekai ni Tensei Shitara, Gendai Heiki de Guntai Harem o Tsukucchaimashita!?

Day two, morning.

With the maid chief, Merse, he asks for a room to wake the lady.

After Mr Merse knocks, as he did yesterday, he opens the door without waiting for a reply.

"Ma'am, excuse me."

"Excuse me."

Apparently the lady was awake this morning as well, sitting on a king-size bed with a petan and blurring.

Sleeves through a pyjama made of a material similar to silk, with loose wavy blonde hair spread over a bright white sheet.

It was still a nemo or blurry side, but it was beautiful and adorable as if it were a princess coming out of a gaga.

"Good morning, ma'am"

"Good Morning"

Speaking with Mr. Merse, the lady bows her head with a pepper.

Even with the man I am, I can no longer hide.

On the contrary, run your fingers to the mini blackboard,

"I'm looking forward to the tea party and the night club today," he tries to communicate.

"Let me put more on your arms and make sweets for your lady"

When I answered, she smiled.

Shit, sweetie!

If I had a sister like a lady in my previous life, I would have been doomed and drowned.

With that in mind, I left the room once to pick up breakfast.

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Join Mr. Merse for a late breakfast today.

As soon as I finished eating, I started making sweets for the afternoon tea party.

The cakes served to the lady are already prepared by an exclusive cook.

I'm working on a new treat, different from the pudding I put out yesterday.

That new treat is a cake made with crêpes - mill crêpes.

Between the crepe dough, apply and make layers of raw cream, custard cream, etc.

The crepe itself originated in France, but this' mill crepe 'was created by the Japanese.

First make crepe dough and cook more and more crepes in a shallow frying pan at the bottom while adjusting the fire of the clay.

When you make a crepe until the dough runs out, leave it for a while to remove heat.

In the meantime make custard cream.

Custard cream is made with egg yolks, sugar, flour and milk.

Mix egg yolks, sugar and flour and stretch while adding milk. Then apply to low heat until thickened.

When you have finished making the custard cream, cut the fruit that sandwiches between them. Today, I use a fruit called Akachi, a little red chicken that resembles Akachi.

When I tried it, the texture and taste were almost as good.

Slice the red onions thinly.

When you are ready, apply even custard cream to the crepe and add a slice of red onion to it.

After about two dozen repetitions, it's the completion of the "Mill Crepe of Red Crab".

Because of the amateur cuisine, the head chef dedicated to the Brad family finally adjusted the view.

Malcolm, the chief chef of the dish, of the demonic race, the Lizards, cuts the perimeter of the round 'Red Lamb Mill Crepe' squarely with a knife.

Finally, I put on a little remaining custard at the top and a red onion that I had left uncut.

That just makes it look so much better that I think I can put it in the store. That's the chef.

The lady would be happy with this.

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"This will be my cake," The Mill Crepe of Red Crab. "

Afternoon tea party.

Bring the 'Mill Crepe of Red Flakes' into the lady's own room.

A table with a tablecloth was already prepared with incense tea (kaoricha).

In addition to the "Mill Crepe" I made, cakes are placed. But the young lady's eyes were completely devoured by the "Mill Crepe of the Red Horse".

"It looks very delicious"

The lady goes to me standing at the entrance, pointing at the mini blackboard.

A gentle thank you to that word.

I stand by the door, and Merse takes care of the lady.

The lady quickly told Ms. Merse that she wanted to eat the 'Mill Crepe of Red Sauce'.

Merse simply transfers it to a plate because he has already had the chef, Malcolm, cut it off.

The lady stretches a wooden fork onto the 'Mill Crepe of Red Flakes' placed in front of her.

♪♪♪

When she took a bite, she happily put one hand on her cheek.

I eat a second bite, a third bite - and if I notice it, I eat a plate of pepper.

In addition, the young lady takes the place of "Mill Crepe with Red Sauce".

I don't eat a large amount of regular breakfast or dinner with the ingredients, but the treats seem different.

That's a sweet devil race.

When you drink incense tea (kaoricha) and rinse off the sweetness in your mouth, write on the mini blackboard.

'Yesterday's pudding was delicious, but today's cake was also very delicious. Will you make it again?

"Of course it is. I'll work hard for the lady to make other treats I can make."

"I'm so excited"

The lady takes a friendly attitude that is not comparable to that of yesterday. But...

"Well, I'll give you an empty plate."

"Huh!"

Pull over to the lady's side and lower the plate.

That's when she stiffened her body. He's still afraid of the opposite sex. It doesn't seem to be completely unraveled.

"Operation Confectionery" narrowed the distance, but it didn't completely crack it down.

(Even if you just make sweets like this, you're not going to be able to break them completely...)

While I was cleaning up the dishes, I started thinking about a new operation to replace Operation Candy.

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"Well, what is it?"

"Right. You're weak..."

After the afternoon tea party, I and Mr. Merse were in charge of cleaning the mansion.

In the hallway of the mansion there is a metal full body armor with no contents, a battle axe with a crushed blade on its hand or a pot large enough to put it in for ease if it is about two children.

Other paintings and strips are decorated.

Me and Mr. Merse were having an operational meeting while cleaning them one at a time.

I once again say to Merse, who came up with the idea of Operation Confectionery.

"Mr. Merse, 'Operation Confectionery! Don't you have any other good ideas for'?

"Right. Why don't you give the lady something later?

"I see, you're going to be close by giving gifts. What would you be happy to send your daughter?"

"Something a woman would be happy to receive - flowers, jewelry, etc?

"... myself, I'm speechless"

If you have enough money to send a jewel, you're not doing slavery.

Mr. Merse takes a long shot at my point.

"... Lute, it's been a while, but I'm glad we could work together."

"Is that another joke? No matter how much, it won't snap twice."

…………

"Why are you silent!? Are you serious this time?! Keep your eyes open!

"... jewelry, how about doing something to please your daughter when you can't have bouquets of flowers? Doesn't Lute have any art he can do?

"Is it a art... if you can get a thumb off it like this or something"

A kind of prank anyone in Japan knows that shifts over the left thumb and over the right thumb.

I had heard that overseas people would be surprised to do this.

So if I showed Mr. Merse with a light nori, she would slip back and forth.

You're too frivolous.

"It's too surprising, Mr. Merse! Look, I just stuck my left and right thumbs together and let go."

"... I knew it from the beginning. That's about it. Suddenly, I just had to be surprised because Lute did something weird."

Oh, I bit it.

Mr. Merse rises with a soaking face and pays the dust attached to the maid's clothes.

Shit. This guy, unlike what he looks like, is a mess. Funny.

"Hey."

When we're having such an exchange - Gigi, the chief of security, calls out.

"Good day, Mr. Gigi"

"... good job"

I say hello in the order of Mr. Merse.

Mr. Gigi lowered his head gently to greet him.

"Can I help you?

"How's it going with the lady? Brad, do you think we can stay home?

Gigi asks me.

Apparently you came to see how things were going with concern.

Mr. Gigi speaks honestly about the situation because I'm on his side in favor of staying.

Besides, maybe he'll come up with some good ideas.

"- So you narrowed the distance with sweets"

"Yes, but it's hard to get ahead. Mr. Gigi, do you have any ideas?

"Use this."

Mr. Gigi will give you what he had in his hand.

It was one book.

"Can you read the Devil's Continental?

"Yes, I'm fine"

I still speak the Demon Continental language.

Reading isn't a problem either, unless it's a book that's too difficult.

Personally, I prefer to read to talk.

The book was in the form of a picture book that made the child read it.

The content is - an adventure play & love story in which the princess is exposed to the demon king of the demonic continent, and then the brave men of the demonic race, with the help of other brave men, help the princess and become lovers.

Apparently, this book is one of the lady's favorites.

"The lady likes books and used to hang them in school libraries a lot. Lute should read it too and make it a cut to pack the distance."

"Thank you, Mr. Gigi!

When Mr. Gigi is done with his errands, he quietly returns to his place of business.

I come up with an operation as I drop that back off. Maybe if we do well, we can narrow our distance from the lady!

When I tell Mr. Merse about the operation I came up with,

"It could be a good hand indeed. Maybe if we do well, we can get rid of your daughter's bad feelings about Lute."

And I agree.

I was motivated by it.

I was thinking about my previous life's knowledge as I cleaned up in preparation for tonight's night out.

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Night, second night club.

I was a pudding yesterday.

I have extra custard cream today, so I pinched the painted fruit in the white bread.

The fruit sandwich is complete.

Of course I make them small for nightclubs.

The lady, who thought it was vegetables and meat that sandwiched the white bread, was slightly disgusted at first with the fruit sandwich.

I was wondering if the bread would go with custard cream and fruit.

But remember that pudding and mill crepe were delicious, and believe me, she mouths.

♪♪♪

The lady breaks up quickly.

Grab a fruit sandwich with both hands happily and eat like a squirrel.

The look was so cute.

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"(Kokuri)"

Mr. Merse sends an eye contact.

I nodded and spoke to the lady.

"Ma'am, there's one thing I'd like to ask the lady. May I?

With the fruit sandwich in her hand, the lady leaned her little neck and nodded.

It's an O.K. signature.

I cut it out slowly.

"Actually, during the day today, I met with Gigi, the chief of security, while cleaning, and I heard that the lady likes to talk about pictures and other stories. May I share with you, if I may, the story that is being passed on in my country tonight, to a seat at the night club?

The lady nods with a full smile.

In my chest, I said, "Okay! 'and gasped pose.

I cough once and quickly make them listen to stories I remember in my previous life.

It would be best around 'Cinderella', 'Snow White' and 'Romeo and Juliet' as the lady prefers.

I slowly made her listen to 'Cinderella' so that she could talk to the lady who drinks incense tea (Kaoricha).

"Now hurry up... there used to be a girl named Cinderella somewhere -"

The lady who heard 'Cinderella' let her eyes shine and slapped her hand.

Apparently, the grasp is OK.

I'm only the author of a fairy tale and not myself who entertains me, but I'm glad you're happy. It's close as a feeling even though I'm letting the little one read the picture book.

Continue with "Snow White" and "Romeo and Juliet".

Listening to "Romeo and Juliet," the lady had tears in her big eyes as she bathed in the light of a lamp made of witchcraft.

Failed!? And I was in a hurry, but apparently I was moved by the story and moistened my eyes.

Gently wipe the tears with the handkerchief Mr. Merse offered.

I looked at him and stroked his chest down.

"Well, it's late at night, so tonight around here. If the lady would like, could we talk about it tomorrow night at the club?

'If you can, just one last thing, will you let me talk to you?

The lady wrote a letter on the mini blackboard, and as she took her seat, she approached from herself to just the side of me. I, Mr. Merse, face to face with surprise despite the behavior before the lady.

'Can't you?

The look on the face of the lady who regarded it as a denial darkened.

I rush to deny it.

"No problem. Well, let me just finish with one last thing."

The look on the lady's face turns into a bright object.

She did not return to the seat where she had sat until earlier, but when she went up to bed, she wore a futon and lay down with 'Hello'.

And he urged me to come to the side of the bed.

I carry a chair to the side of the bed and lower my back, as instructed.

The lady looks up to me with the right expression 'excitement'.

(Alongside "Cinderella," "Snow White," "Romeo and Juliet," and to the lady's liking...)

Normally, it's time to run out of stories, but in previous life I've had my hands on cartoons, lanobes, cartoons, etc, not just general books.

There's still a lot to talk about.

Put your arms together and think a little.

I came up with a story that was in the lady's taste and turned to her.

"Now that it's a corner, I'm going to tell you a story about it."

"I'm so excited."

The lady cleverly writes letters on the mini blackboard while sleeping.

I coughed up and prefaced myself with one of the most famous stories in my country before telling the title.

"So tonight's last story is" Castle of Sky - Piota. "