As I was wandering around the city holding Tobotobo and Mee, I saw a building where many people would come and go. I was curious, so I peeked, and apparently this is the place they call Hunter Guild.

I can't hunt, but let's see if there's anything else I can do. Honestly, I can't pretend. We need to make some money.

When I go inside the building, people are talking to me. A place like the reception is full of people waiting. In the meantime, there was only one empty place where no one was lined up, so I decided to go.

"What a kid. This is no place for a kid."

The skinhead's macho Ochan greets you with words you won't listen to. We have to protest! It involves my tickets.

"I'm not a child. This is still eighteen…………………………"

"Mi ~"

Don't be a jerk! There's such a noisy person in front of you. I need to take care of my life...

"Huh? Eighteen says... you just look like a kid. Hey, Pamir, come here!"

"Already, Mr. Geiss. I'm busy over here. Because someone is awesome, no one wants to go that way!"

"Ugh. You're here because you don't want to come!"

"Oh, really. Are you sad, or do you like it?

"Shit, it's good. Just try to identify this guy!"

"Hi. Nero, eighteen. Oh, you have the same appraisal skills as me. Don't you want to work for us?

"Seriously............ Are you sure it's eighteen......... hiring. Come back here again this afternoon."

"Um..."

"If you understand, just disappear!"

"Ha-ha!"

"Mi no..."

I have no idea what it is, but it looks like I can get some work done. Lucky you!

We'll have time until this afternoon, so why don't we watch and walk in the city? Hey, Mee.

"Mi ~"

He looks at me with his face saying he's glad he found a job. Thanks, Mee! What a bright morning! Come on, everyone, let's have a good day!

As he walked gently through the city, he reached the spot where the bazaar was resting. Let's take a peek. Meat, fish, and various things are sold to vegetables. Sometimes they call it a commercial city.

When I was looking for spices and seasonings, there was sugar in the pepper, but it was too expensive to handle. Instead, I found several items that were likely to become seasonings.

One of them is garlic, definitely because it's out with garlic in the appraisal. You bought this. He sold me five for fifty lets. Cheap! I found other tomatoes. Fifty lettos for ten, and two for me. Later, I bought wine vinegar, onion, ginger and salt for the vegetable seed oil. Finally, I also bought about four small pots of pottery with lids.

Let's go back to the inn and rent the kitchen to make some condiments. Even so, I'm good at cooking. I can cook a whole lot of food.

Me suddenly started pounding on my arm in front of a dewstore on my way home. Sounds like a dewstore selling weapons, but what is it? When I look at you, you look at yourself and you seem to be complaining about something. Is there something here?

As we appraise the weapons lined up in the outdoor store, a single dirty dagger catches my eye. It's out with artifacts. You did mean artificial artifacts, didn't you? Does that mean it's worth it? I don't have anything else like this, so why don't you try it?

"Ochan. How much is this?

"One big silver coin."

"Ochan. Are you willing to sell it?

"Five small pieces of silver."

"Sorry. I'm going home"

"Two small silver coins and five large copper coins."

"Another voice!"

"Two small silver coins, please……"

"Bought."

"Mi ~"

I gave him two small silver coins and received a dagger. You made a good purchase. But is this really worth it? What's up, Mee? If you think Mee's grown up, she's starting to spice up in her arms. Oh, my God!

I went back to the inn while I was lost and told the general that I wanted to rent the kitchen, and she said she wouldn't know until she asked because the kitchen was managed by her husband. When the general returned from the kitchen, she decided to borrow it because it was good not to disturb the lunch order.

Mee can't go into the kitchen on a boulder. The general told me to take her away. Madam General, I'm holding Me and nimmating. Didn't you just want to hug me? Well, good. No, please.

When I walked into the kitchen, a nasty otchan and a young man were about to skin a large quantity of vegetables.

"You're free to use whatever's around here."

"Thank you very much. Sweet for your words, let me use them."

Add water to pan and boil. Cut half of the garlic I bought between boils. Light the frying pan with more vegetable seed oil. When the oil temperature rises, add about half the minced garlic and fry to avoid burning. When it smells good, add more oil and the rest of the garlic and add a little salt to make garlic oil. When it cools, transfer it to the pot of pottery I bought.

The water boiled, so add the tomatoes. After just a little boiling, I opened it in a bowl and peeled it cool with water. Wonder how easily the skin peeled off. Let the rest of the garlic, onion and ginger grate. Place the peeled tomatoes in an empty pan and mess them up over the fire. It's really best if you back it up here, but I won't do it with less time. When boiled, add the earlier grated product and simmer with salt and wine vinegar as well. What a complete tomato ketchup.

Soon, Ochan and a young man looked at us.

"What is that?

"Seasoning?

I don't know, so I got the eggs and the meat, and the eggs were on the omelet. The meat was cooked in garlic oil. Give the omelet some tomato ketchup. Cut the meat into bite sizes and serve on a plate.

Ochan and the young man are taking it to the dining room and turning in the general for a tasting.

"Delicious………"

"It tastes good to start eating."

"Dad, we can use this."

Apparently, it was in your mouth.

Still, Mee's not coming any closer. Is it because it's just tight stuff smelling like garlic, onions and ginger? Did Mee hate you? I miss you!