It Seems I Came to Another World, Now What Should I Do

Replace the person in charge of the pan you were asking for on the lot. It is either boiled at a temperature that does not boil, or it is finished with a clear soup without cloudiness. Opening the lid close to the pan gives a unique aroma of rich duck.

Poking with a spoon can crush the bones brittle. Will this be filtered once...... Sprinkle the soup with a slightly floating ball of oil in a large slice. Wait until the stock naturally drops. I don't squeeze wild.

Meanwhile, chop the leafy vegetables into large bites. The same goes for duck meat. Beautiful contrast between layers of fat and meat. I'm glad there were leeks left. Ducks have leeks.

Finish all the preparations, put the stock back in the pan again and put it on fire. It's a battle against time from here on out. Ducks get stiff when they pass the fire. I also like it when it gets hard, but I want to eat it in the most delicious condition.

Let me just finish the work and get everyone to sit at the table.

"You're a leader. Why aren't you serious?

Chat asks me strangely.

"The duck pot is a battle. Really delicious moments pass quickly. We have to capture that moment."

Yeah, I think Armlock threw up a dialogue like a good salesman. Chat is decent, too.

Check the taste of the stock and adjust the salt. Consider the sweetness of the fat from the duck meat, the umami and follow the subtle lines that are not too salty and spicy...... Right here.

Consider the amount of moisture coming out of the vegetables as well and stop where you feel slightly soggy.

"Leader, you smell delicious. I'm super hungry..."

Fia raises her pitiful voice.

"I can do it in a little while."

That said, put the duck meat in the stock when it boils. Throw away the fluffy rising ash juice, add the vegetables, and close the lid. The fine sound is gradually louder when the ingredients are put in and said to be the crunch of the cold soup.

Aim for the gutter and the moment it simmers, place the pan on the wood on the table and open the lid. The fragrance that rises at that moment...... Yeah, it's just a duck pot.

"We have an unexpected harvest today, and it's a pleasure. This is the pot Tiana worked hard on. Okay, let's eat."

I hurry to shorten my greeting at no time, create a small bowl of unknown material, and it depends on everyone.

Includes a sip of soup. The first to come is the intense aroma of boiled duck, and the blue of the green onion, from which the aroma rises from the fat of the duck meat. Each fragrance blends together in exquisite salting, dancing through the mouth and through the nose. Oh, it's a duck.

Cover the meat with a spoon and put it in your mouth. At the moment of chewing, the duck fat dissolves and conveys its sweetness with the stock. Every time I bite it, that unique scent of duck spreads to my mouth. Oh, it's a duck. Duck.

Leaf vegetables only don't lose their shaky feel, and the soup tangles with it. More than anything, it's an onion. Strengthens the duck while claiming the blue fragrance in this scent and the sweetness of the fat. Duck onions are right, aren't they?

When I look around, no one says anything, I'm just moving the spoon. I think it's delicious because it burns when I look at my face, but I don't have a reaction.

Once the contents of the small bowl are eaten up, it turns into cheer.

"Leader, this is sweet. No, salt, but I don't know, sweet, and smells good!!

Say it like Fia was excited.

"I only had the impression that the duck was crusty... You're so aromatic..."

Tiana wrinkles at the root of her eyebrows and says slightly shuddered.

"Huh. What do you say? Even if I want to share my thoughts, I can express the flavor and sit down. Yummy. Probably the best I've ever had..."

Lina squeaks in complete indignation.

From there it was war. Everyone snatches each other's keys and starts pouring duck pots. Oh, are we all equal in front of delicious things?

"Leave as much soup as you can, because I have tomorrow morning!!

I could only ask for precautions in front of this mob. I ate a duck pot a long time ago but I only hit about 3 cups. It contains quite a bit of duck, and there were a lot of vegetables...

Everyone looks like they can't move anymore, who is it? Well, this is what it looks like after you do the pot. Even Rossa, she's eating a little too much, she doesn't seem to be able to move. Unusual.

"I see what the battle means. It was delicious"

That's all the chat said, I rammed into the table.

So I cleaned up after that, but what about this dish with unknown material? Honestly, I could throw it away...... Do you want to wash it and leave it? Someone might use it.

With that in mind, I'm going to do the washing. I sprinkle hot water in the cold sky and just wash it with tawashi. Ultimately, Tarai also washes and stands upside down inside. Do you still want to use it tomorrow morning?

Ask everyone who manages to recover from the shock to set a night shift. I can't believe it, the previous turn has become Rossa, so please. The women decided to use the warming house with the other one being used by the men.

I lay a blanket in the room smelling like a new tree and fall asleep, and January 15th ended like that. Let go of consciousness and shake into darkness.

It's midnight, or I wake up because I'm shaken. Because I'm the middle number, Rossa? There are no lights, and the windows are closed, so I can barely tell the surroundings. A soft little hand takes my hand and pulls it slowly.

Outside, the starry sky approaches with an overwhelming amount of light. It's so dazzling in the eyes I'm used to the darkness.

"Leader, would you like a moment?

Rossa says that rarely. You mean the dollar?

"Yeah. But don't sleep, okay?

"Yes. A little bit will be fine. Talk to me or talk to me..."

With that said, it is placed in the square, sitting in the chair of Marutai. You have a good taste in this. It's a thick version of the athletic pimp crossing.

"Yeah. Anything?

"Yes, I will discuss what the leader said before and if anything comes up, I will discuss it with you."

When Rossa says so, she breathes and exhales.

"Today, before I go hunting, Mr. Dollar...... Ah, Dollar told me. He likes it. He wants to walk with me forever."

Oh, it's a straight ball. Is there a change sphere? Boulders, dollars. Honestly.

"Oh. What did Rossa think when she heard that?

"Yes. I've lived so long that I'm full of it, and I didn't think about what was ahead. Until I met the leader, yes. But not now. You have to think about the future, about happiness, and you have just enough room to think about it."

"Yeah. That's good"

"Yes. On top of that, I was wondering if there must be talk of love or marriage. But I didn't really feel it. Today, the dollar told me and I realized it for the first time."

I feel a little overwhelmed.

"Oh well. How'd you feel about that?

"A little, I'm in trouble. I wonder what to do. I don't even know if I can decide."

"Yeah, that's a tough problem. But that's a problem you have to decide for yourself."

"Yes. Think, think, but I didn't get an answer. The dollar really lives sincerely. The job is serious, too. I respect you as a human being. Then when asked if he liked it, he couldn't give the answer."

"Oh. Can't you give me an answer? Is it because I've never had the consciousness to like it in me?

"I think so. I couldn't afford that, so maybe it's the feeling I've been pushing to kill you. But today, the dollar told me, and I realized it for the first time."

"Yeah. It's a good thing I noticed."

"On top of that, I still don't know what to do. I just don't like living with the dollar, that's not true. So I'd like to think a little bit. About the future. Can I live with the dollar?"

Oh, this kid, he's growing up right. I don't exist anymore, like a doll back then, just desperate to fall into the world.

"Yeah. I think the dollar is serious too, so give it a good thought. You can judge on that. You don't have to hurry, I'm sure you'll find the answer. What did you say to the dollar?

"Yes, I said give me a moment to think about the answers properly"

"Oh well. Yeah. Then you have to think about it properly. Can you tell me what I don't know and what I want to think about in the future?

"Yes. In that case, I'll ask. Thank you. Just a little lighter."

With that said, the silver girl, illuminated by the starry sky, grinned and returned to the house.

Oh, it's growing properly. Good. I don't have that doll anymore. That was the only salvation. Yeah. You just have to think about it and give me an answer. Because that's the choice of a free life.

Thinking about it, I felt a slightly warmer smile floating naturally, not a bitter smile.