Isekai Sagishi no Consulting

"Ho ho ho!?

In Yang Deception Pavilion Kitchen with Ginette making a strange roar.

"Something's pounding!?"

Shaking a lidded frying pan, Ginette is grandly frightened and her hips are completely drawn. But if I don't shake the frying pan tightly and get the heat across evenly, I'll burn it.

"It's okay, I'm not going to die. Never mind. Keep going."

"Ho, ho, ho!

Fear is making me feel like an asshole to reply.

A bursting noise suddenly rang out of the frying pan, which was emitting a crisp, dry sound, and it began to ring intermittently, one after the other, indiscriminately.

I can also nod that Ginette is about to cry.

I remember pretty freaking out the first time I made it too that it would explode.

The bursting sound that strikes the lid of the frying pan sounds constantly, then gradually reduces its frequency.

The area is filled with a burnt, indescribably good aroma of butter.

At first, Magda and Estella, who were entering the kitchen and pouring an intriguing gaze at what would happen, are now also evacuating outside the kitchen.

"Bring it when you can," said Bertina, who was finishing his meal with Nan and Pizza and Okonomiyaki while we were away.

Oomaro went home in exchange for us being back. For once, he says we have to get ready for work.... although I was bogged down that I'd probably be off tomorrow.

That's why it's me and Ginette in the kitchen right now. And the blue-faced yap rock that I'm still going to lose my mind on and the weller who supports my husband with dedication. A total of six are Cheryl, who shakes heavily at the bursting sound, and Tot, who is desperately holding down her rambling sister.

My daughter-in-law and son here are my daughter-in-law and my brother.

"Ya, Mr. Yashiro... the sound... stopped..."

Ginette reports in tears.

"Okay, move it to the bowl."

Handing over the wooden bowl Ginette received it.............................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

My hands are trembling so badly. It seemed so scary.... I can't help it.

"Cheryl, Tott. Hey, come on."

"Yes!"

"Ugh, yeah!

Cheryl is fine, and Tott comes close like a surprise.

I pick up the frying pan and take it in front of my two kids' faces.

And slowly opened the lid.

"" Wow!?

I sparkled my eyes and the kids gave me the best reactions.

The good smell of butter spread all at once, and the bright white and stuffed food that wasn't there until just now was stuffed tightly in the frying pan.

Kids are a big deal to the sight.

"Wow! What is this?

"Smells good..."

Hmm. This reaction............... this guy sells!!

I transfer the popcorn I can to the bowl and shake the salt gently. This completes the salt butter popcorn.

"Sounds delicious"

"I guess so. How about one..."

"Yeah, definitely!

I thought it was Ginette and I talked to her... it was Bertina with a full grin standing there.

"Um... were you in the dining room...?

"It smelled good. I was here when I realized."

Moments!?

"I want to tap!

"Me too!

The kids are stuck with me.

"... interesting"

"Heh... that's something that makes strange changes"

Magda and Estella, who had been evacuated until just now, seem to be back with the smell... these guys.

"This is how our corn..."

"That's strange"

Peek into the bowl and Yap Rock and Weller get a complex look.

Maybe he remembers being caught up in applying strange hands, not corn as corn. But, well, you'd be convinced if you ate.

So, I'm Ginette, the most meritorious...

"... can you stand?

"Shh, excuse me... I lost my hips..."

He walked into the kitchen floor and shook his knees with a pull.

Were you that scared?

"'Cause you worked the hardest... let's do the right to eat first"

"True, thank you"

A grin returns to Ginette's face, which was shattered.

I offer a bowl...... Ginette was shaking her hand and couldn't grab it well.

There is no free pressure from the surroundings to "eat fast," pressuring silently.

"Ugh... you know, I don't mind..."

"Then I, the elderly..."

"Mr. Bertina, take two steps back!

To my words, Bertina shows some resistance, but also says, "I won't give it to you, will I?" He took two steps back the moment he whined a word.... this guy's eating place... that's outrageous.

But I just made a corner. It would be a shame if it got cold.

I can't help it...

"Look, Ginette. Open your mouth."

"Ho!?...............................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

Ginette with her eyes squinted and her mouth wide open.

There, I'll throw you in without picking a grain of popcorn.

Surprised by the foreign object in his mouth, Ginette closes his mouth aggressively and chews.

I hear a creepy sound of shaku... and Ginette's eyes start to sparkle.

"Ha-ha-ha!

"... put something in your mouth and don't talk."

Ginette tasting a grain of popcorn by chewing it over and over again, looking important.

... you don't understand.

"This is how he eats extravaganza."

Say, eagle the popcorn in the bowl and throw it into your mouth.

inflate cheeks into bread and chew them shakuppy and dynamic.

Yeah, yummy!

"Z, it's cheating, Mr. Yashiro! To me, too!

"... magda, ready"

"Hey, that's some very interesting food."

Apparently, the patience of the audience is the limit.

"Well, go away. Summoned... Nooooooooo!?

My arms stretch out from all directions before I finish, robbing the popcorn in the bowl.

Polypoli, shakpari, scissors and light noises here and there.

"Me too, another bite"

Ginette also appears to have subsided a tremor in her hands and feet, grabbing gassy popcorn with her thin fingers and transporting it lavishly to her mouth.

"Oh, no, no, no!

So I put stuff in my mouth. I didn't talk...

"Yashiro... Polypoli... what the hell is going on here... Polypoli...... polypolypolypolypoly...........................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

"Ahhh! Depressing! Eat or talk! Either way! And then you were polypolized until the last question!

The one unstoppable and unstoppable state quickly flattened a bowl full of popcorn.

"… Store manager, replacement"

"Huh!? Are you scared again?

A merciless Magda is about to crush Ginette.

... do it yourself.

"Sounds great, but not too dangerous"

"... there's some, isn't there?

That's a little bit. More than just lighting a fire.

"It also matches Estella's question, so let me explain."

That said, I put only a dozen corns of explosive species in the frying pan where I pulled back the butter.

Light it up and heat it up. I don't do lids.

"Hard bursting species of skin by heating them like this..."

Pom! And a grain in the frying pan bounces and flies.

Everyone on the spot shook their shoulders.

"In this way, the water vapor in the fruit expands, bursts, bounces and flies."

Even while I was explaining it, the cones in the frying pan burst one after the other, to the point where they popped out of the frying pan with a po.

"... Amu! Nice catch."

Magda catches popcorn popping out of the frying pan with her mouth.

That's the cat family, it's clever.

In just a few minutes, all the corn I put in turned into popcorn that was both white and rubbed.

"Looks like you're watching magic..."

Yap Rock, who stared at the sight zippily, seemed incredible what had happened in front of him, solidifying his expression.

"That's right, Dream Regeneration Guild..."

"Don't do that. You're following me!

Because it's a garbage collection guild!

Play your dreams yourself!

"Well, make a change."

"... Yashiro"

"Hmm? What's up, Magda?

"... Magda, do it"

Even with his usual vain eyes, he crisps his eyebrows and Magda stretches out his arms. And yet, as I say, "Lend me a frying pan".

"Can you do that?

"... I remember"

Well, it's just a lid and a shake of a frying pan, so it's not hard...

"... in the future, if it becomes a menu, who can make it, need it"

Heh...

Does Magda think about the future in Magda?

Indeed. If there were more people who could help when there were more menus, the turnover would also increase.

You're so small, you're so concerned about that...

"All right, try it. But be very careful."

"... leave it to me"

I add butter, add corn, and give the frying pan to Magda.

"... whoever makes it has the right to eat first, there is"

As soon as I lit the frying pan, Magda muttered those words.... This guy was just jealous that Ginette was the best eaten earlier...

"... a bite of Magda, big"

Aren't you going to be alone...?

Looking around the futon, all the faces that had been evacuated earlier stayed in the kitchen, with the eyes of the beast aimed at the tiger gaze and prey.... how much, you guys?

This brings the day to an end in the popcorn battle.

I decide to use another ingredient, corn flour, to make tortillas.

Even if you say tortillas in a bite, there are many different ways to make them. but it wouldn't be a good idea to focus too much on weird. So let's make it easy for him not to put the dough to sleep either.

Mix warm water and salt in corn flour and knead until about earlobes are hard. If I don't put lime in here and do some alkaline treatments on him, he's having a hard time getting a fellow vitamin like niacin... make it up to me elsewhere. There is no lime.

Stretch the dough thinly and cook in a frying pan to the point of crimping both sides.

Anyway, I guess I'll be devoured like an asshole, so I'll make a ton of it.

"Mr. Yashiro. Is there anything I can do to help?

Ginette came next to me and offered to help me as I shrugged my shoulders at the bursting sound of the ringing popcorn.

I'm just afraid of the sound or the tears in my eyes.

"Well, let me make you some salsa sauce"

"Mr. Sal, is that the sauce?

"You'll feel sorry for the monkey. Stop him."

"... eh?

"Cut the tomatoes into squares, mince the onions and garlic...... then squeeze the lemon in half"

"Yes!"

While I'm baking tortillas, the ingredients are all sorted out with amazing handiness.

Shit. They're after me... I don't like this feeling of being stuck.

"Mr. Yashiro. I got it. What shall we do next?

"Dance a strange dance while you sing"

"Yes. I don't get it... Seung-yee!? What's the point!?

I don't like being chased. Do something appropriate and kill your time.

"So let's change the work?

"Right. Bake it to the point where both sides are crispy."

"Yes."

I'll change places and I'll move on to making salsa.

Even so, I just simmer what Ginette prepared for me in a pan.

Stir the onion and garlic, add the tomato and olive oil and simmer sufficiently, after removing the coarse heat, add a large amount of lemon juice and salt to taste. That's it.

Refreshing acidity, complete with salsa sauce.

All you have to do is make tacos out of a mince of chicken slaughtered in a chicken farm.

Simmer whilst seasoning the hiccups with seasoning and bring them down from the fire in a refreshing place.

Pinch this in a tortilla with vegetables and eat it with salsa sauce.

"Oh, here we go... here we go?

I looked back, and I was stunned.

"... this one too... polypoly... is made... poly"

There was a pile of popcorn there, as large as an asshole.

Each of the six bowls is filled with popcorn.

... you don't know the limits?

"Wonderful touch, ease, and this flavor that becomes a habit… I can't call it a meal, but I think it's good as food"

Bertina swells her cheeks to bread and drools such an interpretation.

... and how can you talk slacker in that state? It would be too clever.

"Mr. Yashiro. Ready for tortillas... great amount!?

Ginette is also surprised.

"Ginette, if you don't eat soon, you'll be gone."

Are you planning to disappear, this...

The Yap Rocks are also eating popcorn heartlessly.

"I can't believe our corn turns into such a delicious thing... it's like magic... Mr. Yashiro is a miracle worker..."

I urge you to stop worshipping me disgusting.

Mostly, I'm not the one who devised the popcorn.

Probably someone from abroad.

But these guys... you can throw a popcorn party whatever you want... they say I'm cooking rice... all right, fine, fine. You can eat hungry.

... I'll show it to your eyes now... kuhhhhhhh.

I switched my expression and began to speak with a refreshing voice that didn't make me feel any dust or dust the dusty black emotions swirling in the bottom of my belly.

"Then the tacos are next. Tortillas are not classified as' bread 'as defined by the Church. Right, Mr. Bertina."

"..............................................................................................................................."

... How obsessed with popcorn.

American rash generation in the eighties? Back in the day you were hooked on frisbee and american crackers or something.

Well, fine. This guy is indifferent to anything but eating.

Then let's have it quiet until we can cook.

"Ginette, bring me some leafy vegetables"

"Yes."

Place the lettuce you bought from Maumatt and the chopped tomatoes on the tortilla and roll the tortilla to wrap the utensils, wondering if you still have the hiccups. Then, stick to the salsa sauce.

...... yeah! You can improvise.

"Let's have it"

It was Bertina who had reached first.

What is really going on with this guy's stomach?

And then I sincerely hope someone will teach me the word "cautious".

I mean, I've been away from church for a long time, but are the kids gonna be okay?

Following Bertina, Yap Rock reaches out.

After all, you wonder what kind of dish your made corn turned into.

"This... that corn tastes so rich..."

"It's delicious, you"

"Whoa, no!

This family seems to like it.

"... hmm?

When I felt my gaze and turned to my face... Tot was staring at me with envy.

I'm shining light out of my eyes.

... Stop. Don't look at me like that. Even if you admire me, you'll end up a fraud.

"Mr. Yashiro. Are you going to add this to the menu of the Yangdu Pavilion?

"Yes... are you dissatisfied?

"Not at all!

Ginette's tension is set to be terrific.

Close your face tightly, hold my hands, step by step, step by step, step by step, and come close to me ghoulishly.

Close, close, close!

"I'm so thrilled to have such a delicious addition to the menu!

"Oh well... that's good. Okay, just calm down..."

When I was pushed, I was driven to the wall.

Now if Ginette gets her hands on the wall, it's a brilliant wall don.... the opposite is true.

"Huh........................ Ha!? Shh, excuse me!

Looking at her situation, Ginette dyes her face bright red.

He jumps out in a hurry and takes more distance from me than he needs to.

It's the speed at which small animals escape.

"Su, su, excuse me, but imitate something... Huh!

"No, well... I don't feel bad if that's all you got me to be happy with."

Rather, I'm so full of feelings that I was a little lucky.

But it's uncomfortable that Ginette is lit up. Let's get out of the way and buy Ginette some time to cool down.

"How's Estella?

"Yeah. Not bad"

You've got eyes from the top, this guy.

"Sounds like it would go well with grilled salmon."

"That's not true."

Japanese Ink Cooperative... By the way, "Ink" is "Mexican" and refers to "Mexico".

"Magda. How about you?

"... I haven't eaten"

"Hmm? Didn't it fit your mouth?

"... belly, full"

Well, you should just eat that popcorn.

To see the faces of everyone who eats tacos, their reputation seems to be high.

Ideally, you'd fit into a position you'd like to eat longer and more often than be greatly admired.

You don't have to take the form of tacos or just tortillas as staple foods.

Rice is the main thing, occasionally tortillas. Sometimes okonomiyaki and this is how it would be.

"Well... and"

When Estella, the Yap Rocks, and even the Big Boss Bertina started expressing their fullness on that look, I'd drop butter in the frying pan again.

"Mr. Yashiro, do you still make something?

Look at my behavior. Ginette shouts a surprise.

"We can't eat anything anymore."

Says Estella in a dark-looking voice as she leads to the sink.

Looks like he's rubbing his belly and trying to calm his stomach down a little bit.

Beyond Estella, he shakes his head vertically as Bertina agrees.

"Besides, it's time to spare... I'm worried about the children of the church..."

Hey, which mouth are you talking about!?

You've been eating as much as I think you have.

The time is already past evening.

The last bell is over, and soon the sun will fall completely.

"No, what. Because I couldn't eat much, Popcorn. Make your share. You guys don't have to eat."

With that said, the breath of ho relief leaks from all of us.

Guys, it really seems to be the limit.

"Mr. Bertina and the Yap Rocks can go home now. Oh, Estella, too. I mean, you should go home soon. Maybe you'll regret it."

I'll say it with a cool face.

Make your kindness look like this.

"... that's kind of a catch."

As the word goes, Estella catches on and reacts to my story.

He said, "No, really, go home."

"Aren't you trying to drive me back?

"I'm overthinking it. I'm worried about you. Because night lanes are dangerous."

"No. There's no way Yashiro cares about that."

You're so rude... he's completely rude.

"Isn't there something you want to keep a secret from us?

"You want to keep it a secret... Uh-huh..."

When I cloud my words, I can play the corn in the frying pan.

Cancon and the tall sound of hard corn fruit striking the metal lid.

To its bursting sound, Estella shuts her mouth. I guess I lost my incentive to pinch words.

This is part of the math, too. You blew me up at a good time.

Everyone on the spot, including Estella, is watching my actions. While many were surprised, Ginette was the only one giving a peek at the anxious look.

"Oh, is that guy going to do something again..." he looked like he was thinking that.

I ignore any of those sights and go on to the next step.

Sauce making.

Dissolve the honey conceded from the yap rock and let it simmer one with the butter and a small amount of milk. The molten honey becomes sarcastic and lowers out of the fire where it increases smoothness.

And when I removed the popcorn from the frying pan, which no longer had a bursting sound, and transferred it to a bowl...... I sprinkled the sauce I could on top of it.

Mix the sauce tangled with the sticky sauce with the zackle to avoid crushing the popcorn. Uncomfortable, sweet fragrance spreads around.

"... this..."

"… tickle"

Sweet object lovers Ginette and Magda squeal their throats.

Estella and Bertina are also watching my work without blinking.

And the Yap Rock kids are popping right next to me and peeking into the work as I stretch out.

The truth is that it cools down a little after this and it tastes better in Paris......

"I got it! Honey, we're done with popcorn!

"Let's have it!

"Yashiro, to me too!

"Mr. Yashiro, may I have one too?

"... Magda put up with tacos for this!

"Ta-da!

"Brother, I want to eat too!

"... Oh, God..."

"You, look. Our corn is golden..."

It was an amazing meal.

No, wait, wait!

You guys are hungry and you can't eat anymore!?

That's why I was gonna eat one ranked popcorn showing off in front of you guys like that...

These guys have an endless stomach?

Reaching first, Bertina said to the honey that still had the heat, "Hot! Hot!" And as I fought, I carried it to my mouth.

"... oh my god. This is the grace of the earth that God the Spirit has given us."

- I'm not sure what kind of prayer I'm starting to give.

No, this is because he's a common dude in Japan.

"Ah................................................................................."

"... Magda, I was born to meet this"

"This... I think I might like this"

Three women are obsessed with carrying popcorn into their mouths.

Speaking of which, I feel like there are few Sweets in this city.

I've only seen about a river roast. Well, if you have acorns, you mean you have sugar, and if you look, you're selling them somewhere.

But it may be difficult in District 42.

For example, wouldn't this honey popcorn be a pretty powerful weapon?

".................. you guys! I thought you were hungry!?

I barely have my share left anymore.

"... sweet things, another belly"

Hey, it's Magda.

Are you sure you've never been in Japan? No, the idea or something sounds awesome Japanese.

There's another belly in the other world.

"Yacha! This is a treasure!

Cheryl picks one honey popcorn and it glitters in the lantern light.

"No, you can eat this any time you want, just eat it."

"Even though it's beautiful?

"Even if you keep it, it's not gonna be pretty tomorrow. Eat him while he's beautiful."

"Yeah!"

You're convinced, Cheryl throws popcorn into her mouth, and a melting grin.

"Oh well!

It is the same reaction as Ginette.

This would mean that Ginette has the same five-year-old-like thought circuit as Cheryl.

Yeah, I'm convinced.

"I see... Yashiro was willing to keep this to himself. You're a man who can't be caught off guard."

Otherwise Estella complains while moving her mouth... but it's not like that.

The operation is a failure.

I was watching these guys' meanness sweetly.

"Mr. Yashiro! Here, here, here, here, here, here, here, here...!

"Calm down, because you're like a hen with too much popcorn!

"Here, will you put this on the menu too!?

"Well, you can make a fair amount at a cheap cost. You can let me in."

"I did it! Hooray!"

Ginette is a big fan.

Seeing, Magda is quietly hailing too.

Well, I'm glad you liked it.

"..............................................................................................................."

But there was only one person with a non-floating look.

Bertina.

"... this popcorn... is dangerous..."

Bertina's face is bright blue.

Was there something wrong?

"What's wrong, Sister!?

Ginette rushes to Bertina.

At the same time Bertina squatted on the floor.

... my whole body is shaking in small pieces.

What!?

Was it even in the ingredients poisoned by the race!?

Or is there a serious flaw I'm overlooking............!?

"………………… O"

Bertina turns her earthy face to me, spinning her thoughts in full trying to sort things out.

And.....................

"... my stomach, it hurts"

"You're eating too much. Yikes!

I totally deserved it.

Bertina's stomach also proved not to be inexhaustible.

"... no. No matter how much delicious you eat, your stomach won't hurt..."

"No, you will..."

Somehow, I started to bully him while he was squatting.

"... so delicious, I can't believe I can't eat any more... I can't believe it's in front of me but I can't speak to you... I can't believe only my nose is happy and my mouth is unhappy... it's an unforgivable sin, it's an outrageous act... Mr. Yashiro, repent!

"It would be a good place to hit eight, that!?

Afterwards, I took on Bertina, who was unable to move because of abdominal pain, and I became the feather of being run through the heavy rain to the church.

... How many times have you been out today, me?