I Became the Demon Lord and my Territory is an Uninhabited Island

Since then, especially since Fasil does not bring the child, I think that the condition is stable, but when I know that there is a child, I want to give birth celebration, but I have never given anything I got There is no culture. But isn't it growing and not dying anymore? I feel like I had a little extravagant meal when I reached the age I felt.

Well, I think it's like Shichigosan. Overseas, boys are named girls or dressed up, or tentatively give them a disgusting name.

Well, will you make something if you come over soon?

And Thira came back, handed her pancakes with the words of the baby, and she ate fast. About one whole.

And with a smile, she picked up honey pickles of nuts for tea.

Well, it's good because it's something I gave to my work.

After a rest in the first village for a few days, I went into the forest again. Just a ranger ... I mean this is already a base camp.

And the warehouse of the merchant who came to the island with the introduction of Nils was completed, and luggage is being carried in more and more, but about five cases have already been reserved on the merchant network ...

"What's going on?"

When I was worried alone in the office, Mr. Urle with documents came in.

"I have a little consultation, right?"

I told Urle who put the documents on the desk.

"Well, I can give you some advice. What happened?"

"It's about a merchant's warehouse. I feel like it's better to build it in each village in turn and sell it there."

"Do you usually do that?"

Ulle leans her head and wonders why she didn't.

"I used to move mainly on bays where ships could enter for security reasons, but there have been no raids recently, and a pier has been built in the third and fourth villages. I'm thinking of keeping my defenses, prospering the island, prospering the currency, and trying to spread the currency.Look at the salary that only this craftsman has paid ... There is no problem because it is managed separately so that you can always pay. ''

The first village then submits a document on the salaries of the villagers in the fourth village. Just how many days a day is spent.

"For those who want to go shopping by boat, there is no problem because the person who manages the islanders is written separately, but there is a store .... Of course not only for selling but also for lack of goods and bias. None of the stores have a lot of things on them .... It's good if you're a professional, but if you deal with things from different fields, you can get crushed. "

I think that there is a shortage of goods on remote islands, but fortunately cultural things have not developed so much, so there are really few things that are troublesome. There are only nails and iron related things.

"Oh, it feels like my family treats fruits and vegetables. How about building a huge warehouse in the first village and delivering the aquatic demons by boat?"

"It's okay, but it's a matter of self-sufficiency to some extent, and it's also a matter of luxury or recreation. Also, there is little merit to transport fruits and vegetables from continent to continent, not for the purpose of coming to the island. It's tough. "

"Ah, that's the same ... If the worst island production is considered, wouldn't we need more?"

While groaning together, I wonder if there are any good ideas.

"Because it's the primary industry. I just need to make something, but I can't afford it yet. It's a huge warehouse. I'm getting the island to be a relay point and replenishment place. I need to do business soon. "

"Is it a prostitute?"

"Well, it feels indispensable for a man in the sea. But professionals? For the time being, the warehouses are dispersed in each village in terms of materials, and it looks like 2 1 or 3 1 I wonder if the management is decided anyway. For the time being, construct it as far away from the sea as the first village. "

Anyway, it will increase, and it is better to prosper in each village.

"From now on, warehouses will be built in each village, drafting and discussing with the village mayors. It will flourish. In the worst case, business and supply at stalls, accommodation and exchange. If you are lucky You could fall in love. ''

"How was the sex ratio?"

Urre reached for the documents on the shelf and immediately returned.

"It's almost the same ratio."

"The number of local wives will increase ... so it would be better not to rot at the prostitute. In that direction. The problem is maintaining security and how to call people."

I'll add to the draft and exchange ideas with Urre. Rush? I think women's opinions are also necessary, but it's not always easy to go and ask while they are resting.

In the afternoon, he went to the fourth village as usual, but smiled at Kitagawa and was called out to the field, where he rushed into the giant tomatoes and pumpkins.

It was the one planted when the fourth village was opened. I totally forgot.

"Ah, Palma and Fleur heard the villagers' opinions, and they were breeding a little and becoming too big. They are difficult to carry and cannot be shipped, and tomatoes are not suitable for shipping and are consumed on the island."

"Please don't ask me about that, let me know in advance. What should I do?"

Kitagawa is making a noise at the giant pumpkin.

"If you feel uncomfortable, tell it first. Have you ever warmed the story so far?"

"The villagers seemed to let me know how big they would be, but I was consulted because they were still big. I'm not involved in the fields!"

"That's right ... In the first village, we use pumpkin soup and tomato sauce pasta at the harvest festival, but we consume it. There is a woman who consumes a lot (Olivia) alone, so if you notice it, it will decrease. Maybe I'm eating one a day. I'm growing with love. "

"Isn't it dangerous?"

"I don't have it ... but my skin is too hard to cut with my Mithril knife."

"How do you eat?"

Kitagawa is gazing at the ridged tomatoes and looking at it.

"It's like a knife that can't be cut, and you can't cut it even if you move it back and forth.

“What is the taste?

"It's surprisingly normal, though it's not sweet for cooking."

Kitagawa walks toward the pumpkin and tries to hold it, but he has no possession and he is heavy and cannot give up and stands up.

"this is?"

"I don't have a forklift, so I dismantle it on the spot. It's the same as a normal pumpkin, so I feel like cutting it with a well-washed ax or machete.

"That's right, buy the red beans and put them on the boiled guy. I like it a lot."

I feel like there was anko, so maybe I could ... It's the winter solstice, where the choices are pretty cool.

"Do you want to stew ..."

I get the pumpkin vine that looks just right at my feet, get permission from a villager working in the field, cut it, and go to the kitchen where Forma is working to put the pumpkin.

"Oh, mirinne .... Is it okay to add sake and sugar? Don't boil it after work, so just leave it a bit."

I put a pumpkin in the kitchen and tried to clear it, but before that, Kitagawa kissed Forma. At least when I'm not watching.

"Speaking of which. How do you feel with Forma right now?"

I asked about it because I was concerned about Fursil.

"Ah? Did you see? It feels good without a quarrel? Why do you hear that?"

"I mean, this time. The Harpy girl I was with had a child without my knowledge, and the child was hot and came for help."

"Oh, so what happened?"

"Hmm? I gave me the medicine and calmed down, but Kitagawa feels like she has no children?"

When I said that, the tree roots flew vigorously in the direction of the day after tomorrow.

"Oh, hey, it's too stupid! Why do you suddenly fly to a child!"

"No, I heard it's pretty intense, but it's been about six months since I came to the island, and what about it?"

"No, well ... I just want to flirt a little bit together ... the kids will wait a little longer ..."

"Well, well, this is a bright family plan. I'm currently training alchemists in the first village, so when I grow up, I will be assigned to the second or fourth village. Are you? "

I asked as if I remembered.

"Ah, he's coming. Ahh ... Drea, isn't it? Vanessa came along with .... Look, there, we're going to build a church there."

Kitagawa stopped his work for a while and pointed his finger. When I looked there, he saw a stake and a rope.

"Oh, that's okay.

While developing such conversations, we will end today's work.

And I cut the pumpkin with mythril knife, take out the seeds inside, and cut it into the right size.

"Would you like to bevel to prevent boiling down?"

"I don't need to be that elegant."

"But, it tastes better when you take it. It's a shame. Ah, yellow is better? Can I add soy sauce?"

I take the side of the cut pumpkin while grinning, put it on fire and cover it.

Well, I don't want to take it because the beef stew that I beveled feels elegant. There is no time for it.

"Yeah, it's yellow. Somehow brown on the table in this world is bad."

"Oh, the first time I stir fried chicken in sauce with soy sauce, I saw it with strange eyes from my family. It was all gone.

Then take out the lentils because there are no red beans, pour more water in the next oven and cook until soft.

"I'll make it without soy sauce"

I lift the lid, add sugar and sake and stew again.

"Calm is a good cook, isn't he?"

"I'm so used to it. It's the first time I've made this dish. What do I do in my head, depending on the application and what I know? It will be like that. ''

"Huh? Do you feel like that?"

"If you have the basics, you can apply it. Stewed dishes sometimes get thinner or thinner. It's a fine adjustment to the taste when you're making it until it's finished."

I stir the lentils occasionally, crush the spatula with my fingers, check for softness, discard the broth, add the sugar, and squeeze while crushing.

"Does Anko like Toro Toro? Do you like a bit of stiffness?"

"Huh?

"Aiyo"

I put the sugar a second time, stew it with a little more stirring, and when it is moderately hard, quickly transfer it to a plate so that it does not burn.

Then open the pumpkin lid, pull out the skewer and check how it is boiled.

"Yeah, oh yeah"

Then transfer the pumpkin to a plate and place lentil Anko on the pumpkin to complete the stew.

"Okay"

"Oh, it's a pumpkin boiled dish. I'll have it!

"I'll take it up compared to your grandma."

The moment Kitagawa tried to say something, I checked it. If you can compare it with a cooked pro, it will help.

"No, not the first time you make it. Yeah, you're talented."

"Thank you. I didn't use soy sauce after all. Tell me if you want to eat something stewed."

"Chikuzen boiled?"

"It's bitter .... konjac gonna ..."

"Hey, what is Chikusenni? I'll make it if I want to eat it."

Forma knows what Kitagawa wants to eat and wants to make it. You're healthy ...

"Oh, this is my home-cooked dish. I use that soy sauce to stew the root vegetables. I don't have to eat konjac.

Kitagawa worshiped with a smile. Very Japanese.

"I'll do it later. I'm half happy if I had a man make it."

I said grinning and promised to teach him later.