Isekai Ryouridou

"Well, it's time to prepare some after-dinner treats."

After about a half an hour, when the dishes on the large plates had cleared up a lot, I had to declare them that way.

Then Rudd-Lou, who was eating the baked Poitan in the soup of Tarapa, looked back at it like it was burning.

"That's a lot of trouble. You're gonna finish eating beautifully in a while, so why don't you just wait till then?

"No, today's treat takes a little while to prepare, so I think you can bring it in just by the time you're done eating"

"Hmm? I don't know, but if there's a reason, okay?"

"That's right. Asta can't move without thinking."

And, are you still dragging on as much argument as you just did, Lara-Rue hits Rud-Rue with a thick word. I'm never unfriendly, but it was this youngest brother and third sister who were the seven brothers of the Lou family and the most rough relationships.

Listening to those two interactions on my back, I exit once with Ai-Fa and Tara.

It's dark outside, so I decided to borrow one candlestick.

I = fa, looking cautiously at her gaze. Gibba is rarely close to home, but he must be careful during the night, including beasts like Geese and Mundt.

"Well, let's finish it then"

"Yeah!"

Having arrived safely at Kamadu Cabin, Tara and I are going to work together.

Watching it from the side, Ai-Fa had an obscure voice, "Hmm."

"Really, you almost made it. Didn't you have enough time?

"No, the shape seemed to break over time, so I decided to finish it on the verge of eating it. Hopefully Limi-Luu will be pleased."

"I'm sure you'll love it! I've never seen Tara such a splendid treat!

Tara was totally dawning. They only enjoy the act of delivering delicious food to their loved ones because they are rarely left to work as cooks at home.

It took about ten minutes for us to get the job done.

Turning back to the motherhouse in the lead of Ai-Fa again, the tongue battle between Rudd-Lou and Lara-Lou was just over. The large plate of dishes was also brilliantly empty, and it was like enjoying every fruit liquor and chatch of tea.

"Yo, that took you a long time. I was worried you might have failed."

"It's okay. We're done. Thanks for waiting, everyone else."

With a large plate of dessert on the basin replacement board, I head to Rimi-Lou. Ai-Fa took his seat and only Tara was following him a little.

"Happy Birthday, Limi-Lew, in advance. It's a festive treat made with me and Tara."

"Wow," Rimi-Lou said, sparkling her eyes.

All the other people, with the exception of some of the men, were all shouting surprises.

"That's another fine treat! Are we all going to cut him apart?

"Yes, a total of sixteen, so it's this size"

Meer Ray, my mother put that empty plate away so I could put it in front of Limi-Lu.

It would have had a diameter of 30 cm and a height of about 10 cm.

The white cream and red arrow fruit shine in the light of the candlestick.

It was a hall-shaped birthday cake with triple-stacked Poitan and Fuwano dough wrapped around it with whipped cream and sprinkled with more arrow fruit.

"Wow, wow! How did this Rimu come to be so shaped?

What Rimi-Lou is asking was about decorations with whipped cream.

I used the mouthpiece used to transfer the fruit liquor from the barrel to the earthen bottle to decorate the top of the cake with whipped cream.

Mouthpieces could look quite gorgeous by crushing them as flat as possible and overlapping the cream like frills. In the woodland, where the very act of decorating the dishes was almost non-existent in the first place, it seemed to evoke a great surprise.

The arrow fruit is arranged so as to fill the decorative gap by its whipped cream.

This is only candied for five days because the sourness is too tight for normal aloof. Wishing me to make dessert for Limi-Lew's birthday, I asked Jan to sneak up on a delicious way to eat aloof, and that was the first time I had revealed it on this occasion.

Although Alou is as small as a strawberry, he looks just like a strawberry as a shade.

Its bright red hue is a strong accent in pure white glowing whipped cream. This was the birthday cake for Limi-Lew, which I figured out for myself.

"Well, I'll cut it off. Should Kota-Lu be a little smaller?

"We'll take care of it. If you stay, you'll have me and the zizza."

Kota-Lu, who sat down a bit instead of Sati Ray-Luu, is also shining his eyes in anticipation. Kota-Lu, a little older than Aim-Fou, also felt like he was getting bigger every time he saw it.

I'm a santoku knife I kept with my mother Meer Ray, and I'm going to cut the cake carefully.

The cake covered with whipped sartorial raw cream was so soft that it required more concentration than usual.

It was because of this softness that I waited until the finish was finished. Raw cream is very difficult to handle in a land where refrigerators do not exist. If it was about a roll cake wrapped in dough, such a decorative cake was likely to disintegrate in a few minutes.

"Yes, let's start with Limi-Lu's share."

When you put the portion you split in a small plate in front of Rimi-Lou, you say again, "Wow! I could get a cheer."

Of course, the raw cream is also attached between the three layers of dough. In addition, there were also finely crafted pieces of lamb and minced fruit that could be delicious without finishing.

And then from the minute I cut it off, they turn it sideways.

The women and Rudd-Lou were shouting "wow" or "heh" when it arrived on hand.

"Thank you for waiting. Enjoy."

Nobody tried to get their hands on the cake until me and Tara got back to their seats, so I made them nod like that.

"Wow," Rimi-Lou says, taking up the wooden spoon.

Cream and dough are soft, so even a wooden spoon shouldn't have been indisposed to eat.

That's how Rimi-Lou, who carried the cake first into his mouth, opened his big eyes even wider.

"Yum! Poitan fabrics are so soft too!

"I felt like the roll cake I made before was still a little stiff, so I tried everything I could not make softer."

That was the result of a trial and error in Fa's house these past few days.

Ultimately, I was able to pursue even softer fabrics by dividing the eggs of Kimmus in fuwano and poiton with yellow and white and foaming the whites in a meringue form.

In addition, stone kilns are used for baking. It also seemed to create the effect of fluffing up the dough.

Finally, I was able to achieve enough softness to be called a sponge cake.

Both the sponge cake and whipped cream were modest in sweetness, yet the cream on the outer surface had a fairly thin finish. Because I thought it would be more in line with the preferences of the people by the woods.

Still, the cream of caron milk is rich in flavor, and the minmi, which resembles lambs and momomos similar to apples, complements the sweetness. And the candied arrow should have been a strong accent as well as a visual.

"That's very delicious. Other than the soft fabrics, I don't suppose they're so novel and delicious… it just feels delicious."

Rayna-Lew, too, said that to me.

However, I can also see a glow that seems a little complicated in those eyes while smiling in a flash.

"I didn't think there was a way to soften up Fuwano or Poitan like this. So this is a recently completed technology, isn't it?

"Yeah. I was sneaking up on you at Fa's house."

"... you didn't dare reveal it at Lew's house because you want to surprise Rimi, did you? Um, just like when I served a dish called Kuratagaza at the Harvest Festival."

"Yeah, that's the thing. I was wondering if you'd be happier with dishes you don't know about."

"I know that very well.... but now, I want you to teach me how to make it quickly and I'm going to nod"

That, I'm sure, would have been a unique feeling for Raina-Lou. Other people were eating me birthday cake with a largely unyielding smile.

In the meantime, one of the hunters who is not smiling, Donda-Lou, gives a voice not to bluff.

"But this guy, he feels like he's having a lot of trouble. It doesn't make sense to me."

"Right. It could have been made into an easier shape with the same flavour. However, this was a celebratory dish, which made me want to look a little extravagant."

After I answered that, I hastily added:

"The fact that Donda-Lou hates something called extra effort is beyond me, too. But I think that sometimes it feels better by making it look good. Even Giva dishes taste better when served beautifully than when served dirty, don't they? Do you feel like you put another effort into it?"

"... hmm"

"If you still make Donda-Lou uncomfortable, I apologize. However, I wanted to please Limi-Lu... so I would be glad if you could understand that."

"I guess the parents aren't blaming Asta. So Asta doesn't have to look so worried."

Meer Ray's mother came with a smile on her mouth.

"Parents, too, make you worry about Asta because you look so hard. I'm not mad at you for anything, am I?

"Did you find out? I just said I don't know what it means because I don't know what it means."

"Asta's feeling of delighting Limi would be appreciated. Oh, look, I've got a fine mustache. - Keep up the good work."

"No, I'm not hungry."

"You'll get dirty if you wipe it with your hands. Just stay still."

So I decided to see the precious scene of Donda-Lou on the top of the Buddha getting his mouth plucked by hand.

Next to it, Rimi-Lou laughs happily with his mouth creamed more heavily than his father.

"Asta, Tara, it's so delicious! Thank you so much!

"I'm glad you're happy. Except for the task of baking the dough, everyone made it for Tara and me. Right, Tara?

"Yeah!" nodded Tara, also smiling happily with a face full of cream.

The eye-fa, who was silently moving the wooden spoon, is also slightly relieved of his mouth compared to those two.

"This guy really doesn't taste good... I'm also very happy for my wife that I can eat Poitan without having to fumble in the juice..."

"Oh, right. If you don't add sugar, you'll be able to eat it with other dishes, so I think I'll teach the Lew family how to make it tomorrow."

"I wonder what the hell the finish will be when this is no longer sweet. I care too."

"Haha. Sati Ray-Lew really prefers Poitan cuisine."

"Now Asta says she's not as good at making confectionery as Limi and Tool-Din. Damn, it's not gonna work."

"If it were Rimi-Lou or Tour-Din, I'd think you could use this as a vegetable to make a better treat. It wouldn't take that long if you put the cream in the form of a dough scissor like Gibba Burger."

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"Wasn't Vina-Lou in your mouth?

"Yeah, that's not true... I thought I ate a little too much today..."

"Sister Vina still wants to lose weight or something!? I'll tell you what, most women envy their sister Vina!

"Lara's so loud now..."

It seems that the cake has also been eaten up and the density of the dough has grown thicker.

With that in mind, from the gap between me and Tara, all of a sudden Rimi-Lou's face grew a little on me.

"Thanks for coming today, guys! Limi, you're so happy!

"I'm glad you're happy. I'm glad you're here."

Answering, I slipped back.

So when Rimi-Lou lines up in the empty space, he'll be dressed to surround himself with three people, including Ai-Fa. Limi-Lew let his gaze circle with a smile as if to wonder who to look at.

"Ai-Fa, Asta and Tara, definitely come back next year! Limi, I'm waiting for you!

"Yeah." The Day of Doom, "come back to Dalaim, huh?

Answering as such, Tara took Limi-Lu's hand.

For Tara, from that day until dawn, it's the anniversary of her growing old.

Ai-Fa turned to Rimi-Lou to avoid gazing from his surroundings before smiling more than his heart.

"I was happy to be able to celebrate my birthday with you too. Stay healthy until your next birthday, Rimi-Lou."

"Yeah, so is Ai-Fa!

With the empty hand, Rimi-Lou grabs the hand of Ai-Fa.

Everyone was smiling happily.

I'm sure that would have been the same for me.

That was how Limi-Lew's ninth birthday, to be remembered, ended in the nasty air.

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After enjoying the welcome roughly half an hour, me and I-Fa were to go home.

Tara is staying here.

And Ai-Fa had promised to stay on the wedding day of Dalm-Lou and the others, so he was supposed to resign on this day.

"I = fa, asta, thanks! Be careful on your way home!

Rimi-Lou, standing at the doorstep, waves fine. Tara, who held hands with it, was also waving her opposite hand like a mirror.

"Well, then, Meer Ray-Luw, please fafafa. Tomorrow, when we head to Inn Town, another woman will pick it up."

I wasn't sure I was driving at night, so I decided to have the fafafa and the luggage truck come aboard me overnight. Tomorrow, we'll have someone aboard the Lew family who's not on stall duty, and we'll have that person ride home.

"Brave, too, let's play again! Bullshit!"

Me, Ai-Fa and Brave got into Gilru's luggage truck as Limi-Lu and the others dropped me off.

I raise the front of the rear and let the people who are still dropping me off wave.

"Thank you very much for your help. See you tomorrow."

"Oh, be careful"

"Bubba!

"Best regards tomorrow"

The luggage truck starts off all the time, and the people look away.

Where the figure turned into a black shadow and no one could tell who it was, I tried to pull my neck in.

At that time, one shadow popped out the front door and approached us at a tremendous speed.

"Is that it? Ai-fa, looks like someone's been chasing me, so once you can stop?

"Uhm?" he said in response to the camouflage, while Ai-Fa stopped the luggage.

In the meantime, a long shadow looms.

If you think of someone, it was Dalm-Lou.

"What is it, Dalm-Lou? Have you forgotten something?"

But then, it is something that will likely be delivered to me around Rudd-Lou.

Moreover, Darum-Lou was completely hand-held.

"Asta, I need to talk to you."

"Yes, what is it?

And from beside me, who answered, I - Fa - also looked at me all the time.

Darum-Lou slightly frowned and flickered back at the face.

"... I need to talk to Asta."

"Is that the kind of story you can't let me hear?

"I guess it'll come from Asta later anyway, so I don't need you to listen here."

I - Fa had a very nasty face, but still went back to your platform.

I'm going to get off the carrier and stand in front of Darum-Lou.

"What's the matter? Is this some kind of confidential story?

"... I want you to cook on my wedding day"

"Huh?" I glanced.

"Well, that's about the wedding day between Darum-Lou and Sheila-Lou, isn't it?

"... are there other people who give you a wedding?

Dalm-Lou approaches his face much closer as he burns the blue eyes of his father, Yuzuri, like a wolf.

The old wound on his right cheek was somehow stained bright red.

"If Darum-Lou would say that, I'd be happy to make it...... but are you sure?

"Nothing. This is the one you're asking for?

"Ri, I understand. Well, then, a few more people will be able to help you."

"I don't need help. You should be able to make it alone."

Something cloudy is getting blurry again.

No, I'm getting anxious. Darum-Lou's getting closer to my face.

"You can make it in public. You don't need any help, do you?

"One serving? What do you mean..."

"I want you to make one of the first dishes that both names give you a wedding."

Now it's time for me to lose my word.

What Darm-Luu is saying was supposed to be the most important and sacred feast dish in Luu's blood ceremony.

At the wedding of Lou's blood tribe, the bride and groom have been learning to watch the feast for a while without saying anything. So, after replacing the grass crown, the first thing you say is a special celebratory dish made just for the two of you.

Originally, they said it was Giva caught that day or the most splendid piece of Giva meat they had ever preserved was dedicated as a dish for that celebration. It seemed like a lesson to cook the meat for two, divide it in half, and then eat each.

During the wedding of Gazran-Rutim and Ama Min-Rutim, I prepared hamburgers and filet steaks for the feast dish.

It was up to me to devise a performance that would even have it flambéed with superior fruit liquor.

He wanted me to make such an important feast dish - that's what Darum-Lou said.

"One of the two is supposed to be made by Rayna. So I want you to make the other one.... What do you say?

"Yes, of course. I don't have that honorable story...... but why not?

"... because Sheila-Lou wants it"

Saying in a whispering voice, Darum-Lou was burning his eyes so hard.

In proportion to this, the old wounds are dyed red.

"But he's given up from the beginning that it wouldn't be a good idea to entrust such a major role to a human being without blood. That's why I talked to my parents, Donda."

"Oh, Donda-Lou, you've already accepted that, haven't you?

"Both parents Donda and Raina have accepted. And no one else knows this story.... so don't you ever talk to another human being."

"Huh? But to Ai-Fa -"

"I don't mind Ai-Fa. But if you get into ears like Rudd or Lara, you can't just be sorry."

Does that mean that it would be embarrassing for the nasty little brothers and sisters to find out that Darum-Lu ran off for Sheila-Lu?

"I'm also going to tell Sheila-Lou after the wedding feast starts. So don't ever talk to anyone else."

"Got it. I'm so glad you let me do such an important job."

I put all my heart into it and made him laugh.

Darum-Lou pulls his body with a face that is also revealing in tongue-beating.

"If there's room for this story, I'll let you hit me once. Tell Ey-Fa that too."

"Okay. I look forward to our wedding day."

Dalm-Lou turned that way and, with that momentum, went back to the house.

After I see it, I crawl up to the carrier, too.

"Please wait. We're done talking."

"Hmm. Nothing disturbing would have happened, would it?

"Yeah. It was a very pleasant story. I'll explain on the road."

"Well," he nodded, and Ai-Fa shook up the leather whip.

Gill starts running quickly.

While the happiness gained at Limi-Lew's birthday party didn't stop chilling, I was able to bite off new joys.

How should this joy be conveyed to Ai-Fa? I used to think about it all the time, stroking Brave's back when I fell asleep instead.