I Was Caught up in a Hero Summoning, but That World Is at Peace

I pity Mr. Chronoa for his pity, swimming with Mr. Shiro for a while... rather than relaxing in the sea, then returning to the beach... there was really a house of the sea there.

For a simple wooden look, a sign that says house of the sea...... Wow Kronoa, a house of the sea perfectly reproduced to an oddly old place!?

Once inside, it even smells like tatami... I wonder how you really made it.

And when I got to my seat in the form of opposite Mr. Shiro... Mr. Shiro had turned into a ponytail at some point.

Probably to avoid long hair sticking to the sand, but I think it looks great because it has a different appeal to any hair type.

"Dear Shalovanal, which one do you do?

"Now, in 'Subtly Untasty Baked Noodles'"

……

Ugh, yeah. Sure, that's what baked noodles look like in a house in the ocean, but that's what I'm gonna say!? Ah, there are some places that taste good afterwards... I'm sure.

"I'm in awe. What does Miyama want?

"Uh... Mr. Kronor, can you really make all the menus you're writing over there?

"No problem."

"... then, with curry rice"

"Uhm."

Are you sure you could make curry rice or something in this short time? Yes, no, it does seem like Mr. Kronoa can manipulate time, and it's not like he can't... I don't imagine cooking right now.

With some anxiety, I was about to place an order... and my sensory magic caught some signs.

Cheng Cheng... did Mr. Kronor ask that one?

If so, the food that comes out doesn't seem to be a problem at all.

Curry rice and roasted noodles are immediately placed in front of me and Mr. Shiro so as to affirm my expectations.

I'll have it, I'll mouth it, and then I'll have a bite of curry rice... Yeah, boulder 'Mr. Ain', it's perfectly reproduced to the point where it feels subtly cheap.

Indeed, this curry rice is rarely the curry rice of the house of the sea.

"What do you say, Mr. Shiro?

"You're not delicious subtly. Cheng Cheng, is this the baked noodle of the house of the sea"

"... or you're eating with a fork"

"I've never used anything called chopsticks. But that's right. If you didn't eat it with chopsticks and chopsticks, would you have really eaten it?"

"... no, I don't think so at all?

Mr. Shiro used a fork of baked noodles and ate them as if they were pasta.

Chopsticks are not common for people in this world, and that's not to say anything funny, I simply meant to tell a public story... The next moment, Shiro started saying incredible things.

"So, Mr. Quick Man. 'Let me eat' with chopsticks."

"... Yes?

"I want to try it with chopsticks once, please let me eat it"

"Yes, no, that's on the boulder..."

"I want to try it with chopsticks once, please let me eat it"

"So, but..."

"I want to try it with chopsticks once, please let me eat it"

"... ok"

Please stop playing it repeatedly. Seriously, I'm scared...

Uh-huh, if I did something today, I feel like they're just playing shame.

However, it was really fortunate that there was only Mr. Kronor and Mr. Ain in this house of the sea, so it was helpful there.

I mindfully take the chopsticks that were on the table... or did you even make the chopsticks? You're really reproducing it perfectly, Mr. Kronor.

Wait a minute, huh? Feeding you... with you sitting in this face to face? Maybe it's because this table is huge, but it seems like it would be very hard to do...

"Shouldn't we just sit next to each other?

"... uh... okay"

Sure, it would be easy to feed him if he sat next to him... but as a serious problem, Mr. Shiro is a swimsuit today and his complexion is very exposed.

I'm quite prepared to sit next to you in that state... even if I say no here, it's visible that it just repeats itself like a repeat playback in an extended way.

Never mind, take a seat and sit next to Shiro... it was a sight far exceeding expectations.

Sitting next to Shiro, who was about the same height, her breasts seemed clear as she made a deep valley with glossy and beautiful hair.

Beautiful face with a pleasant scent drifting from nowhere on the skin that looks so beautiful and soft, and no expression other than an extinct beauty that can be seen right around the corner...... I could see my heart buzzing myself.

Oh, calm down, it's okay.

I sat for a little while, and if only I could pay attention to where my eyes were...

……

"Hey!?

Why did you pack it up to a distance that your shoulders might touch!? I sat at a corner distance!?

My complexion is about to touch me and my heart bounces even bigger, but Mr. Shiro remains faceless without looking particularly concerned.

Oh, calm down, calm down... take a deep breath. Take a deep breath...

But Mr. Shiro wouldn't allow me to calm down.

"So, is this a good thing?

Leaning his neck strangely, Mr. Shiro took my hand as it flowed... and let that hand touch his chest - yeah!?

"To? Become!?!? Shiro, hey, what!?

"No, because I looked interesting"

What are you doing here? Or soft... not!? Keep it, it's not good, haha, if you don't get your hands off me quickly, it's totally sexual harassment...

"I don't mind if you want to touch me, do I?

"Please stop saying that!? And, anyway! Hands!? Please let me go!?

"Okay."

Mr. Shiro lets go of his clam hand when he screams desperately as he feels his face burning hot.

Ma, I still have a feeling in my hand...... what a hell of a natural act this guy does!? I thought reason could burn out in an instant!?

However, Shiro at the time... I understand, but he doesn't seem to care at all and gives me a plate of roasted noodles.

"Okay, let me eat"

"... Yes"

While I taste the feeling of my spirit shredding galloping, I lean over and receive a plate without being able to see Mr. Shiro's face properly.

Then grab the baked noodle with chopsticks and carry it to Mr. Shiro's mouth.

"Cheng Cheng, it still feels better to eat with chopsticks"

"Oh, really..."

"But now the fast man can't eat curry rice"

"Oh, no, that's nothing later..."

"So go ahead"

"Become!?

As usual, after a pale voice with no discouragement, Mr. Shiro holds my plate of curry rice and shudders with a spoon to offer it to me.

Hey, hey, wait!? Is this me?!? Are you telling me to alternate feed each other or something like that?

"Yes."

"Yes, no, come on..."

"Go ahead."

……

"Go ahead."

"... I'll have it"

Again, Mr. Shiro won't give up. I no longer have a choice but to surrender myself to this seemingly boiling shame play.

Eat the curry rice that Mr. Shiro has offered you, and now I'll feed you the roasted noodles.

Dear Mother, Father - I had dinner with Mr. Shiro at the house of the sea... Translation, I am swept away as much as I want. I really don't know if Mr. Shiro is going to say natural or what...... anyway - isn't the guard too loose!?

"You're the only one special."

"... so that kind of statement..."