Isekai de Slow Life wo (Ganbou)

Fufufu.

Ahahahahahihi...

I suppose this guy has a disgusting way of laughing.

"Aaaaaahh!

Cold coolness running through the throat and a bitter, crisp aftertaste.

A strong carbonated drink that is chilly, as if it were in sight, forcing the moment to pass quickly.

The thick flavor of brown mohm, melted fat and loose meat simmered until it became a knob trout, is "Brown. You want me to refresh you, don't you? ', and I only rubberly advanced the lager again.

And there's no way the crispy fries fried white fish with good oil don't suit you!

Deep-fried stuff... this guy's gonna drink another, no, no, no!

"Ahh... ahaha, delicious...!

The refreshing feeling of a light lager cooled off by every jock that washes away the oil in its mouth is irreplaceable bliss and laughter.

My tired body, the hot season, this drink at the end of the day... I really want to keep going.

"I'm glad you're happy."

"Hahaha, awesome!

"Fufufu, this is all thanks to the customer who made the glass jock."

Yes, it is.

I felt so good about delicious rice and delicious liquor that I made a clear glass jock that I used in my original world to serve with alcohol and donated it to the shop.

A thick, transparent jock pours a lager and it looks like a work of art, not only through the tongue, nose, and throat, but also through the appearance.

Even if I just changed the drinking vessel, it was still beer that changed.

The jock made of wooden barrels is not bad.

However, if you still want to taste the refreshing feeling, I thought it would be a thicker glass jock than a wooden barrel jock.

There are also delicious lagers, including woody scents.

In fact, I think that sweet lagers, which are fruity and easy to drink, and which are also fruit beers that Mizera and Salte like, are more delicious than wooden jocks.

The wooden jock foams well and has a good cooling effect, so it would be better to drink it slowly.

But if you drink it off like a kink, it's still a glass jock.

"Kiaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa

Oh, that's a nice drink, Renge.

"It's cool and easy to drink, it's awesome! It feels more refreshing and clean than bitter!

Lenge drank it out as if it was a set until he put the jock on his desk and wiped his mouth.

I get a new one with plenty of that drink, and I eat the knob and drink it.

"Ugh... it's a sluggish streak. I still don't like it...."

Eh... Salte with her tongue up against her eyebrows.

Speaking of which, when I drank the lager before, I heard he looked reluctant.

Some people don't like it when they grow up.

"Well, even if you say it's easy to drink, it's still lager. Don't push it. Wouldn't you like the red one that I liked when I drank Salte earlier?

"Yeah... I will. I'm sorry. Cherish Lager, please."

Was it a fruit beer made with cherry blossoms?

It had a hue like red tea with a strong red color, and it looked delicious.

"Cold stuff suits me best, too. Yeah, it's delicious. It's soaked in a burning body....."

"If Eina drinks it, she looks like an adult...."

"Really? I don't think it will change....."

Eina and Renge apparently liked this cold lager.

I also cooled my body burning with alcohol in an instant, and when I drank it out, I felt my body burning again, and I drank the knob and lager alternately.

"I knew I had this taste....."

I like lagers with rich flavors, but I still like lagers that are refreshing and light enough to drink.

"I see you like your lager, can you take it home?

"Can I order here?

"Yes, of course. However, there is a separate fee, but I don't mind any barrels."

"I see... I'll give you ten barrels for now."

"Ten?... Storage doesn't work very well, but is it okay?

"That's no problem. It's okay, and I need some of the stuff that Salte and Mizera are drinking."

In total, about 15 to 10 barrels.

Well, I have a magical space where time doesn't pass.

Thinking about the future, I don't think even ten barrels are enough, but I know what it means to weigh oneself on a boulder.

A man who can resist... that's an adult Itsuki.

"... hmm. I'm glad I found something I like."

When I felt the weight on my left shoulder, Sicilian hit my head on my shoulder, and it stopped as it was.

Those eyes were thick, and apparently the alcohol was turning around a lot, almost half closed.

"Dear Sicilian... you look sleepy."

"Hmm... that's not true... I... I can still drink..."

I was shaking my head slightly away from my shoulders, and I'm going to sleep now.

Well, until now, I've made time by finishing the hard work earlier than the hard work...

Well, if you get drunk when you're tired, it's easier to get drunk.

... but Sicilian drinks dozens of fruit liquor and lagers, so they're usually much stronger.

"... more than that, take off the" Dear ". You're not following Iris, are you? Ufuuuuuu..."

I'm sure you wanted to say 'yes', but it seems like you were worried about it because of your lack of stretch.

"Stretching... is coming out. If you're sleepy, you should go to bed."

"It seems like a long time to have fun... Stop honoring me... After drinking alcohol, my lord and I are the earliest friends. It's not a public place, so don't treat your friends with respect."

"Yes... All right, all right, let's go to sleep."

"Uuu... but I can't help it..."

Sicilia leans slightly toward me as it may flow backwards if I lie down. If I lend her a shoulder, she relaxes and leans toward me.

"I'll make another chance, so why don't you take a break? Everyone's chicken..."

"Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha"

The dishes are piling up...

The waitress didn't think he could eat it while he was talking to me, and now he seems busy cleaning it up.

Seems like Shiro can still afford it, but everyone's moody, so you should rest when you can.

"Nnh, muu..."

All right, when I punch my head, I'll close my eyelids and fall asleep.

Well, everyone else seems to be enjoying their drinks satisfactorily and slowly, and I'll enjoy myself.

"Ahhhhh...."

"Did Mizera drink too much?

I heard a small groan from Mizera sitting on the other side of Sicily, so I turned my neck towards you and while holding the jock, my neck was tilted according to gravity.

"I'm not drunk..."

"I'm drunk..."

* giggle *, laughing that if you're not drunk in that state, you won't be in a boulder.

"Misera, I drank too much. Yes, it's water."

"Thank you, Selene...."

"No, I'm your escort. Don't worry, even if you get drunk and fall asleep, we will deliver it to the mansion."

Mr Selen never dropped a drop of alcoholic drinking or driving, and he seemed to be enjoying his meal with juice.

Basically, I don't think the Servants will eat together... but if Selen and Sicily are ants, I guess.

"Nh, mog mog. Nh... I need a guard."

Yes! Shiro-san would be a hundred manpower!

"Nh. Full of vitality. Even a dragon is going to fuck me."

No, I don't want a dragon against a boulder.

Well, I believe it will never happen again.

I want to live in more peace.

"Ugh... Selen..."

"Yes, what is it, Misera?

"... you know... I was so happy that Selene was angry for me at the festival."

"Yes? Ah, is that it? It's only natural. Misera and I are friends."

When it comes to festivals, it's that case...

You know, I got pissed off...

Certainly, Mr Selen was a bummer, too.

Although it was stopped by eight adventurers, it was proceeding slowly, but thanks to the previous simulation, I am now convinced.

"Yeah... Selen, you know... Thank you for being my friend. I'm so glad you made friends with me."

"Hmm? That's not true, is it?

Huh?

"Not only Mizera, but I became Mizera's friend. I'm not alone with my friends. So thank you for both."

Oh, good for you, Mr. Selen.

Sure, you can't be alone with a friend.

It must be nice for Selene to be friends with Misera.

Is it good? Is it good?

"Selen... nnh!

"Wow! Mizela!? What's wrong!?

Are you impressed, Miss Mizera, hugging Selene?

It's too much momentum, Mr Selene.

Speaking of surprises, don't push down Selen, who's training, Mizera...

"Hey, hey... please don't smile at me, Lord!

"Look, if the thugs attack you, that's not it! Hang in there!"

"Unlike a thug, you can't peel it off with force!?

Certainly.

Mizera is simply gorgeous, so it would be bad if she pulled it off with Selene's help.

Mmm... but I'm not going anywhere to disturb your friendship.

They're both skirts, not because they're pointing their feet at us.

"Nhhhhhhhhhh..."

"Hyahh! That's your ass!? Mizela!? Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

"I... if I were a boy, I would have liked Selene."

"It's a great honor and a pleasure, but if it isn't Misera, she's a girl now!?

"Ah... speaking of which, what happens to a lifetime vow of girls?"

"I don't know! Ahhh! I just rubbed my tits! I like Mizera, but it's normal!

"Don't be ridiculous. Misera is the normal person who loves me."

And Selene... she's got a tight tit.

Yeah, it's tight, but it's tits.

Is it a little bigger than it was when we met?

I see. You're growing up, too.

Is it good? Is it good?

"What are you nodding satisfied with!? Hey, I'm being rubbed with both hands!? Are Mizera and the Lord drunk and blurred!? Ah, drunk is a pain in the ass!

Mizera fell asleep without much pain, but when her face turned bright red and came out, Selen slapped my back silently without pain, so I decided to accept it.