Isekai de Slow Life wo (Ganbou)

Now, what I'm going to take out is still a familiar treat for us with raw cream.

"So yes. Go ahead."

That's how I took it out was a treat close to spherical on a single large plate.

It's called.

"Shoe cream!"

"It's not just shoe cream! Cookieshoe!"

Cookies in this world aren't sweeter than I think the sweetness expectations of cookies......

Then I decided to make a cookie shoe with a double cream of whipped cream and custard, just to take advantage of the texture.

The custard was made by Chris using vanilla and sweetened sugar made by further breaking down and reconstituting the sugar of this world, and flour for fresh egg yolks with milk and spawning.

By the way, the hardest part was not the shoe part, but the part of the bag of squeezers squeezing whipped cream and custard.

Anyway, I don't have any vinyl. If it was just a mold, I could easily make it, but I had a hard time pushing it out and squeezing it...

Ultimately, it became like a syringe of polar thickness with a solidified cream.

However, since there was no refined rubber, it was decided to use a rubber broth that consolidated natural sap.

"Let's eat!

"Mm, eat!

"Yes! You'll have it!

"Me too, I've always wanted to eat!

I watch everyone wear a cookie shoe right away and quickly I take a bite for my hands too.

"Ugh......"

A moist custard and whipped cream from the inside spreads sweetness in the mouth as the outer skin becomes fluffy.

The rich sweetness of the vanilla aroma of custard highlights the sweetness, whipped cream gives a refreshingly different sweetness where the custard alone is likely to become heavy.

The texture of eating crunchy with a cream filled with cookies that are not very sweet in the mouth is also good.

Without bothering to make it a normal shoe, I had to be glad to make it a cookie shoe.

"Oh, shit. This."

"It's amazing! He said it wasn't very amateur built complete!

"You look like a skill. I'm self-admiring, but I can sell this!

How much would it cost to sell it?

In the previous world, it was 100 yen each, but some cost about 300 yen.

Besides, considering the cost of the material, I can't sell it at 100 knolls first.

You can afford 300 knolls and you're in deficit.

Even regular sugar is a luxury hobby in the first place.

But when it comes to the price that ordinary people can buy... 1500 knolls a piece at the rinse...

"What, are you selling it!? I'll buy as much as you want if you want to sell it!

"Well, wait, wait, the falcon's because Chris is going to make it"

"Yes! I've had a lot of raw cream and custard in the 'Toolbox (Item Box)' in the hall, so you can always make one from now on!

"Toolbox (item box)"

There were boxes of different shapes in the kitchen of the Falcon Hall.

No, well, I remember seeing it well, but I didn't think I'd see it in this world.

That's a silver refrigerator with four doors for business, seen in the part-time days.

Chris tells me it was in a magic bag (large) that was in the deepest chest of the dungeon.

They can save the contents with the time stopped.

I mean, it looks like a fridge, but it doesn't cool it down, it seems to perform just like a magic space.

However, there seems to be the right amount of storage and inconvenience to carry.

Still, if it's a cook who can store perishable things and so on in the long run, he should want them so much that he can get his hands out of his throat.

That's why raw cream and custard are still in that toolbox! I packed it in.

Plus, Chris would sublime us to something even more.

Damn, I can't give anything back to myself.

Too talented enough and the guts to continue the irresistible effort.

It is also bullying that the enthusiasm for falcon men to eat something delicious is a major premise.

Falcon is happy to be thought of by such a good boy.

"Ah, Falcon? There's cream on your cheek again, isn't there?

"Is that it? It's embarrassing..."

That's how a falcon man touches the opposite cheek with cream on it.

Plus Couscous laughs, and Chris reaches out as well as he did earlier.

"And the Lord."

"Hmm, which one?

"Shiro takes it"

"No, that's fine..."

If you happen to touch it, it will have cream on it.

I'm sorry to hear about the pepper, but I'd like to have it when we're alone!

And I rubbed it off with my index finger myself.

"Well, uh, I will"

"Hmm? Oh, uh"

I tried to eat the cream I had attached myself, but I took it to Shiro's mouth because Shiro turned this way and meditated his eyes and opened his little mouth to the fullest 'ahem'.

"I won't let you!

"Huh."

At the same time he hears his voice, his arm extends from behind, and he grabs the wrist of the one with the cream on his finger and pulls it straight back.

Looking back, he held my wrist with both hands, Mr. Wendy in tears.

"Ugh... Ugh..."

"Uh..."

Uh, Mr. Wendy?

Well, why are you trying to sue me for something in tears while holding my wrist?

"Your husband, won't you make sweets with me?

Hmm, no, I don't know...

"I went to get it yesterday before I made it, didn't I? Hey, Chris."

"Ah, yes.... uh, for once"

"It's a lie. I didn't realize."

Well, you don't realize...

That hot valve.

"No, well, Renge and I were talking hot, so I'm sorry to interrupt..."

"Renge and...?... Ah!

That's right.

The truth is that Wendy also went to ask him out yesterday.

I visited the room and heard voices from inside, but I didn't hear back from knocking.

So I opened the door just a little bit, and I looked inside.

'Okay, Mr. Renge! It's Lesson 12 of 100 Things for Your Husband!

"Yes!

'So that's the way it's been. First of all, what are you...?

"I did terrible things to your husband, so I'm offering everything to him, including the meaning of reflection!

'Great. You remembered it right. So what's your weapon?

"It is this thigh that your husband always turns a nasty gaze at whenever he is unusual and must be stroked first when the distance is closer or unmistakable!

"Gu...... Yes, you're right. Don't ever refuse because your husband wants your thighs more than anyone else's!

"Yes! Your husband's physical abilities will help him avoid it, but as I was taught, he didn't!

'It's wonderful! That's how it goes!

"Yes!

……

What are you doing?

"O, brother......"

"Chris, I'm sorry I didn't ask you, but I didn't see you..."

Well, you dared to let me touch you to avoid it...

I thought you started touching me a lot lately on the street.

I thought my sexual harassment skills had improved, thanks to Wendy...

Right......

All right.

That's good, Wendy.

That's how it goes. Do more!

Education? Brainwashing? I don't know if it's either, but it's definitely good for me!

Not if you're spending time making sweets! Got it!

and then left Wendy sifting the hot valve and the two of us started making confectionery......

By the way, I have trouble getting you to think of my sexual harassment as just sexual harassment.

I would like you to consider the premise that it is sexual harassment and meaningful behavior with health checks, condition management and massage of the supreme foot!

Still, sexual harassment is sexual harassment.

"Ugh... I can't believe I didn't notice your husband approaching"

Well, I don't think you can help noticing if you're just waving a hot valve at me.

I saw a flame in the background, and Renge might have noticed, but if I made a finding, Wendy was going to scold me.

"Sorry......"

"Well, never mind. He said he didn't have to apologize because he was doing it for me. It's time for you to get your hands off me..."

Because it's already dripping to quite a bit!

I mean, it's going to drip up to near the root.

"Wow, wow, sorry too!

Hapu.

What a pseudonymous feeling, you were in a hurry. Suddenly you can snap my finger, Mr. Wendy.

The damp sensation surrounded her index finger, and no matter how many times she reviewed it, she clasped her finger, Mr. Wendy.

After I pulled it out to rub it off once with my lips, I crawled my tiny tongue through the roots that hadn't arrived just because it was ripped off and licked the cream off.

When I was pressed into the tip of a smaller area of my tongue in order to politely rub it off, my spine became much more excited.

I don't care if it no longer came with anything, I crawled my tongue with my fingers still clasped, my tongue licking my fingers around plenty in my mouth.

Naturally it's a finger, but somewhere nasty and glossy.

"Mm-hmm... Chu, uh... Chu, eh..."

Whenever Wendy sounds, she is stimulated by sight, hearing, and tactile sensation.

It's a never pretty act of licking dripping cream.

But get out of the way, Eloi's, so I don't care.

There's so little room for such trivial things, Eloi!

I no longer say anything to a man who sees this sight and thinks nothing of it.

"Uh... that. Mr. Wendy?"

"Mm, Echo...... Yes, sir. I got it."

When I spoke up, I kept my mouth shut so that I could deliver all the saliva that came on my mouth. At the end of the day, I took my mouth off my finger to squeeze it out, and I smiled and reported...

Naturally, they are together.

Chris was also fascinated by the fact that he forgot to pick up the cream on the falcon.

Shiro is stopping with Gunn and his mouth open.

But without any concern for that, Wendy wiped her fingers back with the handkerchief she had and smiled nicely.

If you had a handkerchief, you shouldn't have said you should have wiped it with it.

"Uh, thanks."

"No. It was delicious."

... That's cream, right?

"Oh, oh, you ain't! What are you making me do in here?

There was Letty, whose face was bright red when I saw her voice, and Emily, who was dyeing her cheeks just a little bit.

"No, you were watching... Did it look like I was making you do it?

"It doesn't matter either way! Get out of the way!

I think you're right.

If I saw this sight in the original world city, I would go straight to the game center and put 300 yen into the punching machine.

I know for myself that it was that kind of act, but stopping it on the way to me... I can't!

"Uh...... Uh, I can't do that, but I'll get it for you."

"Oh, Emily?

"Ohhhhh!

Emily reached for the cream on the falcon's cheek subtly, and rubbed it off before the falcon, who was frightening, panicked and ate it.

"Chris, I'm sorry. Take it from me."

I licked the cream that was still on it for a long time, and when I called Chris, who had stopped while in the system he was trying to wipe it off, he reacted with a bicker as if he'd noticed it now.

"Yes, no. I've already done it earlier..."

"Yes!? K, Chris!? Yes, when..."

Letty was shocked that she didn't think Chris would act so aggressively.

Lower your face after two or three steps back.

"... do."

"Letty? What's wrong?

"Put it on again! Because I'll take it! Because I'll lick it directly!

"Yes!? Yes, I don't like it!

"Just do it!

Ha ha.

Falcon. That's the same pattern as Ciro did earlier!

Now I'll see what I can do!

"Lord..."

"What's up, Ciro?

"Put it on your finger again!

"No, you don't have to be confrontational..."

"Come on, can't you beat the decentralization of Eros..."

"Hehe. Shilo? The world is weak, isn't it?

"Abdominal meat growth? Buhibuhi."

Shilo was stirring Wendy by putting his finger on her nose and pulling her pig nose slightly up.

"So... I'm not fat! You're not fat, are you!?

"Oh, don't be so angry because you're not fat..."

"Because Shiro!

"Buhibuhi"

"I said it again! I don't know anymore! Because I will never cook rice for Shiro again!

"Buhibuhi"

"Doesn't work!? Is that okay? Nice!?

I guess Shiro has come as far as he can't even pull it off.

Normally I would apologize if I put the rice out to pick it up, but it's apparently a crown today.

"... Buhibuhi"

"I will not forgive you anymore! I'll never forgive you for apologizing later!

Ha......

I felt graceful and went somewhere, but it's not bad to make a scene like this.

"Chris, can I get a cup of tea?

"Mr. Letty, calm down... Huh? Oh yes I get it...... instead of stopping your fight!?

Time will fix it.

I'm just screwed anyway.

Oh, tea and cookie shoe are delicious.