Ihoujin, Dungeon ni Moguru

[05]

Health recovered faster than I thought.

My prosthetic arm is doing well too.

This morning, I stood in the kitchen with the help of time and rain.

He is shaking the Chinese pot with his prosthetic hand and sautéing the fried rice. The utensils are simply pork and eggs. However, numerous flavour flavourings and flavour oils create flavours that cannot be imitated elsewhere.

Transfer the finished fried rice to a large plate.

About five servings. Five servings of Adventurer's Standards.

"I also made the sauce, the one with the spicy sauce from Mr. Geto's Crab and Air Nee"

"Yes, sir."

Add oil to the Chinese pan and tame the rubbed garlic to the oil.

Rose crabs and throw yourself and miso, also throw fried onions and loose chicken, mix with a little sugar, add more salt, mix air specialty spicy sauce (understated spiciness) with liquor, stop, stir fry, flame rolls in chinese pan. The smoke crept into my eyes.

Complete with bright red sauce.

"Time rain, taste it"

"Yes, sir."

I shrugged the sauce a little with my balls and left it on a small plate. Hourly rain gives you a taste and a word.

"A little ketchup"

"Ooh."

Add a little ketchup, mix and complete.

"Open the middle."

Sprinkle the sauce on a large plate of fried rice. Open the middle as instructed and draw a circle around it.

Hourly Rain put a round roasted dungeon pig in the middle of the fried rice. Line up the vegetables and add color.

I put a lid on the finished large plate dish and gave it to the Goblin haulier who was waiting. A back containing dishes is also a set.

They ran away with a large plate for two.

"It's expensive food. Are you sure it's free and good?

"It's time to celebrate every party only three times, so go"

Last night, a regular party broke through the thirty-five tiers to become an intermediate adventurer, he said. So, we offered a free dish that cost as much as five gold coins. I usually take 10 gold coins when I order them. In particular, the whole grilling of dungeon pigs is a dish that takes time, as well as ingredients, skill and skill.

"Are we also sending free to junior adventurers who have reached the twentieth tier?

"I'm sending it. The cheap one, though."

"What kind of food?

A good number of adventurers reach the elementary level. I'm worried about going bankrupt.

"Save the food. Dry bread and a set of dried meats in jam"

"Oh, that's good"

Adventurers around there will have no money after a flashy celebration. Essentials such as preserved food are very helpful.

"Sawya, make breakfast."

"Is that good?

"Me, I woke up early and I was cooking piglets, so I'm sleepy. Sleep till noon"

Go to sleep. Go to sleep.

"Sleep"

I yawned and the time rain went underground.

An unstable sleep cycle for your child. You're worried. You're not gonna grow tall, are you?

"Paper!"

"Oh, good morning."

Hazelnuts stormed my hips. I'm fine because I'm in good health.

"Good morning, you. You're early."

"Morning, Lana. I was helping with the time rain."

Lana, also in hot pants on a t-shirt, came out of the room. Waking up sounds good.

"Dad! I'm hungry! Heck!"

"I'm fine today, you are"

Hazelnut climbs up his back and makes a scene.

"See you, Hazelnut. What's good for breakfast?

"I was wondering if Dad's proper pasta series would be nice!

"And, proper"

My cooking is appropriate when compared to time rain, but the fact is what hurts people.

"Pasta, pasta!

"Yes, sir."

Boil pasta because hazelnuts are noisy.

With some hunch, water was allowed to boil in the pan. More salt and dried pasta in.

Then prepare two frying pans. Feeling like boiling time and adjusting the pasta, I waited a little while before creating an eyeball grill with both.

"Ha, Dad. Is that you!

"That's right. It's me."

"I think Harna would make the world peaceful if she had an eyeball grill"

"I guess so."

Maybe there's that kind of peace.

"What, that?

I have hazelnuts, but I don't see him. I would definitely be with you at home anyway if you were outside. That babysitting dragon. Are you skimming, St?

"Hazelnut, where's Nisena?

"Nisena would be there."

Hazelnut refers to the stairs.

"What are you doing?

Nisena pulls her head out of the stairs. It's like you're scared of something..................... oh well.

"Nisena, what are you doing?

"Beh, there's nothing to be afraid of!

Lana says:? 'And I saw Nicena.

"What, I didn't hear you had Gladvain's family left! I was so relieved he hid!

"Which is it? I feel like we've met somewhere."

"Hih!"

Nisena escaped.

All the majesty that was resurrecting disappeared.

"You, who are you now?

"It's a hazelnut babysitter. You're a little crazy, but never mind."

Let's not call it the white dragon you used to make a mess of. Because I have a heart, too.

and the sound of the back door opening.

A bright greeting in vain.

Byrne, and appeared in the

"Excuse me, Mr. Sawyer! I didn't have this because you were busy working. I didn't miss you.....................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

It was Makina Rosie Maple Mosmos, a weird creature who grew tentacles out of her pink hair. That's a good name, isn't it? I remember.

"Which one is it?

Lana sees Mosmos with the eyes of a suspicious man. The decision is correct.

"Makina Rosie Maple. It's Makina, ma'am!

"Makina? Of that pillar?

"Yes! This is how the contents of the pillars evolved! You mean, you were alive!? Say it, Mr. Sawyer!

"Sorry, I totally forgot about you."

"Handling Miscellaneous Ooooooo!

Oh, the pasta's boiled. The eyeball grill feels just right.

Keep the two frying pans away from the fire.

One eyeball grill of the frying pan was stirred in gushagusha with a servant, adding the pasta boiling juice. Mix more with some pasta. Shake plenty of powdered cheese and pepper. The flavor was seasoned with salt and the appropriate amount was served on a plate.

On top of that, I need an eyeball grill that hasn't collapsed...

"Hazelnut, how many eyeballs do you want?

"Two! Ha, maybe even three?!

"That's good, three."

"Aha."

Hazelnut seemed super happy.

Mix the crumbled eyeball grill with pasta and place a non-crumbled eyeball grill on top. It is such an easy pasta.

"Mr. Sawya, that's the name 'The Pasta of the Poor'. Did you know?

"Yes, there. Shut up."

Ignore Moss' boring opinions.

"How many eyeballs is Lana?

"Okay, I'm in three, too"

"Yes! Mr. Sawyer! Three Rosies, too!

"You eat 'Pasta of the Poor' at the minute of the noble Moss?

"You didn't say noble!

I had no choice, so I also prepared a portion of the moss moss.

Face the sales office. The bread was still sold out beautifully today.

"Tutu. I made breakfast, how many eyeball grills do you want?

"Don't worry, I have a delivery coming up."

Tutu was about to go outside wrapped in leftover bread.

"Do you want me to help?

"It's okay. Just deliver dried grapes and cheese bread to the treatment temple."

"Oh, the new product you were asking for"

It's my replacement bread for treatment.

I'll leave you a message.

There was no time to stop, and Tutu left the store.

Mothers and children are all working people. Fine, I'm worried.

In the kitchen, Rosie was serving pasta on her own. My share is one eyeball grill.

Well, that would be good.

"I'll have it."

Together, we all eat pasta.

Um, poor pasta, if you ask me. But it is delicious when pasta, pepper, cheese and saltiness involving coarsely mixed eyeball grills, and eyeball roasted yellows are involved in this. I also feel like anything would taste good if I did this.

"Dad, I was so-so ketchup sometimes!

"Hazelnut, swallow and then talk. And chew well."

"Aye!"

"Harna, your cheeks are dirty."

Lana wipes the yellow on the cheek of the hazelnut.

"Thanks! Hey!

"You're so cute I don't think you're Ranciel's kid. But if you look closely, there's a shadow of you."

So Lana strokes Hazelnut's head.

"I don't want my blood to come out."

I want Hazelnut to grow cute like this. Remains ranseal-like if possible.

"Hair habits are just like yours."

"Really?

Touch the head of the hazelnut with Lana. Hmm, it's fuzzy. I don't know.

"Ghehe"

Hazelnut looks happy. This way of laughing is not like me.

There isn't, is there?

"Mm, Mr. Sawyer. Rosie, I envy you! Duh!"

"... why?

"Why is that - -"

"Vaa, vaa, vaa, vaa, vaa."

A hell of a voice sounded. The sound lord was a mini pot that came out of the room.

"Oh, Sawyer. Maybe that pink doesn't have to be?

"Is that it? Mr. Sawya, where is this A.I.? I feel the wavelength of a nostalgic quantum."

'... Izola, but you?

"Makina Rosie, do it with maple."

"Of Sawyer and Makina, who came to this world, is it the end of it?

"So-su. So, Izora, no way is that Izora! I thought you were dead!

Agent Sawyer, it's a nightmare.

"What, a nightmare?

Pink hair tentacles are a nightmare indeed, though.

'I dreamed of my human form. But reality is brutal. Such a wastefully enlarged chest and a low output minimum body, a loose phase of the crotch that just mesmerizes a man with no shards of intelligence, a strange hair color of the head and a disgusting tentacle. I thought this would happen to me too..............................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

Tentacles, you could grow them, too.

Oh, but is that, like, another izola-type possibility?

"Hey Izola, you won't listen to me! Rosie's body is a combination of Mr. Sawyer's genes and his wife's genes, and Griznas-like cells that I'm not sure about there, combined with the water-soluble brain of the Makina model. In fact, Rosie is the child of Mr. and Mrs. Sawyer! Don't you call that a nightmare or something, too harsh?! Right, Mr. Sawyer?

"Never cognizant"

It's a nightmare, for sure.

"Worst of all! Ma'am, say something, too. No, no, no."

Rosie gets her tentacles tangled and sweet on Lana.

"Fair enough, you"

Lana was calm.

"If you want to keep it as a pet, there's no problem."

"Mistress!?

"Was it terrible on the boulder? Okay, with a servant."

"Ugh, I'm feeling a difference in identity that's hard to fill."

My woman knows how to handle Rosie. [M]

I put the rolling Izola on my lap.

"Izola, don't worry. Just as Iz was, intelligence goes to his face. I don't think you're going to be like this, but even if it were, it would never be like this."

'I understand. “Intelligence goes to your face.” It's important here. "

"Yes, intelligence goes to your face. Very important."

It really matters.

"Do you want to curse Rosie so badly!

Pump, and Rosie was stubborn on Lana's lap. Lana continues to ignore and eat pasta.

"I think the ease of cursing is your virtue."

"Thank you for the most unwanted virtues!

I'll clear my breakfast while I talk.

Today, again, it's a bit noisy.

"Dear treat"

"You, I'll do the washing."

"Harna too, Shizu!

"Please."

Lana and Hazelnut wash dishes.

I want to bawl at you as you two look behind you,

"Rosie, we need to talk."

I must tell the former A.I. the secrets of this world. Also about the work that follows.

"That's an odd encounter. Mr. Sawya, Rosie needs to talk to you, too. It's urgent."

Okay, you talk first.

"I have been contacted by a company. They're opening a pick-up portal tomorrow."