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

The light entering through the gap in the wooden window hits my eyes and I wake up. My whole body will be vacillated after a long time, either because I slept in a seated position. When I slept in a chair at the office, I reclined it until the end of the day, or I put a couple of pipe chairs together and slept. You didn't like the workplace where sleeping bags were usually kept. There's a sleeping bag next to my boss's desk, but I always wondered if it wasn't my boss's job to manage without it. I know it would be a sudden event to use such a thing, but I should just get it over with, go home in a cab or something, go to bed, and come to the office the next day. The performance gained from sleeping in a sleeping bag is limited. Oh, I'm getting bad memories. Shake your head and kick out your memory.

When I opened the wooden window, it was a pleasant sunshine outside, and I'm starting to feel like March 2nd would go well. The shark, which was caught in the gap between his legs, gently lowered it and left it wrapped in a blanket. I've slept a few times, but I guess it's been a long time since I was fundamentally safe to sleep. No sign of it happening yet. Do you want to prepare breakfast?

When I went outside, Liz wrapped it in a blanket and waited in front of the fire.

"Good day. How'd it go?

"There's nothing particularly wrong with that. Everyone fell asleep right after that. Oh, I'm done cleaning up after. And then the neighbor didn't come back."

Says Liz as she points to two empty houses. Night camp would be nice, but I'm not sure I can camp in this forest right now. A slightly sinking thought comes to mind.

"First, I'll make you some shark rice. Liz, stay asleep till morning is ready."

"Okay. Thank you. I'm gonna get some sleep."

Liz answers while she's absent. We head toward the women's room together. I'm in the kitchen. Liz goes straight to the back room. I'm putting the camp down, so I'm not closing it.

Beat the remaining venison and moss. I'm still anxious to get it out in circles. There were no stools or urine while sleeping. It is no different for humans, dogs and wolves to urinate at night due to fear and stress. I'm a little happy to say that I slept in peace.

Make a mince and serve on a plate. Returning to the men's room, the shark woke up and lay low. Was it stress that I wasn't there when I woke up, I'm a little nervous. Release the tension as you stroke your back.

"Rice, can you eat?

"I'm hungry, I'm hungry"

I made a mince about the same amount as serving it to Taro. If you can eat this and digest it properly, you can rest assured. Place the plates in front of you and make them remember to wait and be good. I have "tame" so I can remember it right here. Confirm the cum and smell and start eating the hug hug at the stage you figure out with the deer. I'm also glad I lost my first bite try because you trust me. Eating is faster than taro. I grew up with so many brothers and sisters. Is the rate of eating also necessary for survival competition? Taro is a bit of a boxed son, so I'm a little worried he'll get used to it. Make sure you're done eating and licking the plate, and produce water. Slowly shake your tail as you lick it with a pepper. Have you settled down after a drink, or you'll be in a resting position. I stand up to prepare breakfast for everyone and try to leave the room. Then the shark also rises and follows.

"Everyone's ready for dinner. Rest and come. '

"Follow me"

The shark sounds woff and follows me behind. Is your sweetheart the same as Taro and Hime? Well, is it mind-boggling to be in a place that I don't really understand? That's what I think, we head toward the women's room together. It also seems cold to lay directly in the ground, so let it lie around the rising frame (or town) to the room. You can also see the kitchen from there. Hime also lays down heavily and puts his jaw on his front leg, getting round.

Well, it's breakfast, but yesterday's stock is still there. It's pretty much sucked up because there was bread, but, well, there's still a lot of deer stock left to make. Ignite Kamado with fire magic and sprinkle the firewood. Remove the fat from the soup, which is cold and has a layer of fat floating on it, and then put it on fire. Contains good taste, but I think it would be better to reduce the oil content a little bit, given Liz's puffiness. The person tries to deny it, but the meat is better than it was around the time we met. Originally it was disappointing, so now it's just as good and fine, but when I say it, it pisses me off, so I won't say it.

Put the rest of the deer stock in the rest of yesterday's pan stock in a nose mix. The clutter is stronger, but the flavor is also stronger. Besides, the ingredients are a little odd that they are raised beautifully and refreshingly. There are no small vegetable shards left either. It's a little funny to imagine where the area around the lot is nervous. I taste the cold stock, but the aroma stays the same. If you put meat dumplings in this, you'll have no problem. It's not such an elegant food. It would be just if it tasted nasty but delicious.

Beat the leftover duck and deer extensively to mince. However, it is not as fine as I gave it to Hime, and I will stop it to the point where I feel a little light-hearted. The teeth are good for food again. Raw and refine a bowl of stone to make it sticky, and finely chop and mix potatoes and root vegetables. Finally add a little flour to connect. A groan can be heard from inside the room around the area where leafy vegetables are cut into large bites. Is it time to wake up? The scent is all overflowing from the pan that lit the fire. And were you inspired by that?

"Shit, yeah, I smell it..."

The chat comes out with a slight sleeping eye. When I produce hot water on the washer-sized tarai I bring, I wash my face and start fixing my hair. It follows with Rossa, Lina, Tiana, Fia and Liz. It's funny how everyone's stomach is ringing with the smell.

Make sure the stock begins to rumble enough and put it in round from the deer mince. The scent flies, but the scent comes in again from the emphasis on time and the meat dough. It's breakfast, and I don't care that much.

"Meat Dumplings!? Wow... super excited... I'm hungry..."

Fia screams to see how it goes. I was todo yesterday, are you hungry already? It's not fuel efficient, really.

The slightly different colored meat dumplings begin to float in turn. Carefully remove the ash juice, add the vegetables and cover. I checked the bags of bread, but the number of people who managed to get to them all remained. There's got to be another meal on the count, but you ate too much yesterday, guys. That would make Todo.

"Somebody, wake the men up. Dinner's almost here."

With that said, Fia rushes out, as usual.

Imagine inside, listening to the sound of creasing and boiling in the lid. Meat dumplings are dancing with vegetables. The vegetables suck the stock into a cup of it as they produce that umami. Is it time?

Ask everyone for a meal and place the pan on top of the central pan laying.

Just ahead of the fia, a bunch of men come into the kitchen.

"Oh, that smells fantastic again in the morning."

Take a seat, with the dollar smiling bitterly. Everyone takes their seats one after the other. Hime looks somewhere fun, laying low and slowly clawing his tail.

"Well, I'm sorry about yesterday today, but your colleague hasn't come home"

With that said, my gaze can be directed at yesterday night's shift, but I get a nod back.

"Honestly, given yesterday's investigation, I think survival is hopeless. Just a place I saw at the beginning of yesterday. Where you say the lot was eating something. I'm a little concerned over there. What were you eating? Do we even prey on bears anymore? Or are you in the same industry? If you are in the same industry, I would like to collect the remnants. That's why I want to do another job before I go home. Any objections?

Look everyone in the eye and confirm. There are no negative colors. I would risk it, but collecting the remnants is close to some sort of obligation. If everyone dies, I want to leave something for my family and acquaintances. So someone delivers their thoughts even if they fall in the middle of the road. Because with that in mind, we all have our days. No human being steals from it is on the adventurer. There is also a divine trial, but we all know somewhere that if there is no longer clarity around it, it will be over.

"Good. Then we have an appointment for today. I want to move lightly, so I leave my luggage as far as I can. Sorry to leave you a message, but it's the same as yesterday. If the adventurer returns, he needs to deal with it. I'm sorry about that, but please."

With that said, Liz, Fia and Tiana nod.

"Avoid danger. Pull before you think it's dangerous. I just want to see it if I can. I'll leave that to the lot. Please confirm the situation."

Lot nods forcefully.

"Well, let's do our best today. Well, let's eat."

That's what I say. Open the lid. A complex scent that rises with a large amount of hot air. A sweet, unspeakable aroma of duck and deer. I hear groans that can be taken from everyone as wow and admiration.

Beat the meat dough in different colors with the balls. Which one would it be? I think so, including it in my mouth. Indulge in the complex aroma of soup and chew it off. At that moment, the aroma of the duck, the sweetness of the vegetables and the umami spread intricately in the mouth. Hot fat ravages the mouth and gravy strikes over it. chews and swallows as he cools through his mouth. At that moment, the scent and the umami coming up from your throat. Ha, a hot sigh comes out on its own.

Everyone watching will take the balls from us first. Watch it, cheek the other deer as well. The moment you chew the hot meat dough, the gravy flows out as well. But the deer have a slightly more delicate, blood-scented and wild feeling. For less fat, I can feel pure meat delicacy. It seems difficult to attach, but if you see it as breakfast, I personally think it's a deer. With that in mind, I can eat and move on.

"Meat dumplings...... super delicious...... I had it before and it was delicious, but today's is even better..."

Rarely does the fia eat quietly. I mean, it feels like I can't scream with my mouth burned. Hurry up and eat too much.

"Sure, not as classy as yesterday, but this is good stuff. It's a luxury to have two different flavors in the morning..."

Tiana also cheeks on meat dumplings of different colors, nodding yeah yeah.

"I don't like to be hot, but if you eat this, don't sit down. Oh, but it's delicious."

As Lina smiles bitterly, she continues to eat deliciously. From there, it's already a battlefield, as usual.

After I have eaten with the bread, I prepare the sweet duck liver. When the dollar wanted to eat anyway, I set it aside. Draw a large amount of duck fat into the frying pan and whisk. Slice the gizzard into thin eyes there, fried and grilled in pieces. Ask Liz, who cares satisfactorily, to prepare herself. Grow water in another pan and proceed in parallel to prepare to boil the soot. Add the chopped vanilla to make the fragrance appear even if this is the case at a stage where the colour of the sugar liver in the frying pan has changed. Do salt and pepper and taste. A crunchy, chewy texture, yeah, delicious. Cut the oil and serve on a plate.

"Ho. Sautéed Duck Gizzard"

The moment I say that, the dollar's eyes shine. Yeah. I knew.

In the end, the remaining flour eventually faded and subsided in everyone's stomach. Results? Todo is being watered down in large quantities again. Well, we adjusted the quantity, and we'll be able to move when the meal break is over.

Join Liz in a bitter laugh and move on with cleaning up. Behind me, the shark is stretched out. He seems to be telling me to do it, and I just laughed a little bit.