Kuishinbo Elf

224th food Ertina Lamphori Etil

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Autumn deepened and my skin became cold gradually.

Cool clothes that have spent tumultuous summers together have also finished serving,

I take a temporary vacation in "Free Space".

Speaking of vacations, I'm totally off for the day, too.

I'm off school, and I'm off work for a healer.

This is exactly the day of Freedom!

"Hmmm... do you want to move what you were planning to do after all"

But only when you try to move, another requirement comes in.

No one else has done the deed, it was my partner, Senior Peach.

In Soul Conversation (Soul Talk), a brain conversation,

I have something to tell you.

I don't usually say anything extra. When he

You know, bothering to get in touch with me until you give me the information.

It would be about ghosts or peaches.

"Ertina. I have something to tell you.

It's about the properties of peach power that you have.

This was quite important information.

I usually talk about peach power.

Love is only a recognition of the 'intense convenience power' degree of the source.

Do you have any other powers?

"The properties of your peach power… it is to" eat "other energies.

If you're going to reveal yourself as a type, you are... you just said "food" '

Senior Peach says my peach power is an unusual type.

When peach power is combined with other energy,

They say it's 'normal peach power' that changes into that energy and takes a cooperative system.

But my peach power seems to be extremely selfish in nature,

If other energies add up, they'll relentlessly 'prey' on it.

I have had several experiences with this phenomenon so I thought it was a good representation.

'Predation', unlike physical fusion, results in peach power ending satisfactorily.

I mean, they don't empower peach power apart.

What? That's terrible.

"One characteristic of peach power that resides in a peach user comes with one person.

Each one has its own personality.

If it's me, for example, it's "phantom".

This is about using peach power to create illusions. "

'Then why don't we just use' camouflage '?

Is there a hitting off on peach power as well?

But the answer I got back from Senior Peach was just cheesy performance.

'No, the properties of peach power are not that easy.

Even illusions, if the peach power of the user increases,

Illusions gain the flesh of reality and are no longer illusions.

Use this to end 'the other self' or 'the other person'.

We can create "pseudo-life".

To get here, I've learned that peach power is a cheat ability to be afraid of.

Was peach power the power of God?

"Peach power is the power of omnipotence.

Even energy can be transformed into matter.

Therefore the peach man shall not live for himself, but for the other.

Don't run to your own desires. '

That's how it ended, Senior Peach.

That's what I wanted to ask him.

"Are you using peaches that ran into your own desires?

Yes, it's such a versatile force.

Wouldn't there also come out those who lose temptation?

'Unfortunately, I am.

Though peach users, not everything has a strong heart.

Those who fall into "ghosts" will not be able to use peach power.

Peach users are "extreme-yang beings".

Therefore, if you fall, you become a ghost who is a "polar shadow."

"What's That Frightening"

'Right,' said Senior Peach, laughing bitterly.

The voice was a little sarcastic for some reason...

I may have lost a dear friend in the past, about peach power.

You shouldn't touch me any more.

"It's like not abusing peach power.

That's all I have to do.

From now on, I need to speak to Mr. Dukan.

If anything happens, we can get in touch with you in soul conversation. '

That's what I left behind. Senior Peach's voice stopped.

Well, speaking of Dukan, make me Pruhl's grandfather.

This is the Guild Master of the Golem Guild.

Senior Peach is the guild master of the Golem Guild.

What business do you have?

"Well...... can't help thinking about it.

All right, when you're in the outdoor store, you're almost there! "

It's been a while since I've dressed up for a cat dress set.

We headed to the destination, the outdoor mall.

Kiku! Kiku! Kiku!

Out of Dr. Peach's tree,

A totally cold breeze strokes my cheek to appeal to my autumn presence.

Again, I was right to put a chanko set in.

I can't help the sound of walking, so I decide not to care.

Hakiyu for a while! Kiku! and walks through the town of Filimisia sounding.

Even though some reconstruction funds have been collected, it does not in an instant fix the town.

Every day, artisans and residents work together to rebuild.

The same is true here, in the outdoor area of the famous South Gate of Filimisia.

There were a lot of digging huts and stalls originally, so it's also quick to rebuild.

Still, where I set up the store properly, I still can't do business.

Current outdoor neighborhood occupancy would be something like seventy percent.

The reason I walked into such an outdoor neighborhood was to walk behind me,

It is for the giant hobby golem 'Chige'.

His face has no eyes, no nose, no mouth.

Blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah

I came all the way to the outhouse to at least buy you some noodles.

The chicken does not have a facial expression, but uses the entire body to behave in a tabulous manner.

He might have some delightful face for that.

But... before I do, I have to do something!

"Grandma! Miso cutlet fixed meal. No!

"Aye!

That's right! My belly worms are feverish!

Therefore, I decided to eat a ton of cutlets that would accumulate in my stomach when I wandered! (Accurate judgment)

I was set up near a stall, at a lousy table.

The chair also leans over, and the table is slightly tilted.

Well, the guys here don't care if they're a little bit obnoxious.

Naturally, so am I.

Well, miso cutlets take a while until they're ready.

In the meantime, I'll buy you a chicken. I put my thoughts on your face.

I still get a lot of ideas, but I can't really decide on a candidate.

"Ha, ha, ha! Wait, please!

"Miso cutlet fixing meal" came within doing so.

Let's start by eating something that looks delicious.

"Here you go ~ su!

The miso cutlet set meal was on an iron plate in Atsuatsu.

On top of Sakukuku noodles, there is a sweet miso sauce.

It's a chopped cabbage under the cutlet.

And then there's the other rice and the miso soup... oh, no! It's consomme soup!

Ooh... For a fixed meal, it would be miso soup!

But on second thought, this is not Japan.

This won't help either.

Instead, at the point where you can eat miso cutlets, you should think you're lucky.

I relaxed and carried the cutlet into my mouth.

crisp clothes,

The area where the miso sauce was applied is soaked and the flavour is soaked in the clothes.

I expected the miso dale to be very sweet, but not persistent with a refreshing sweetness.

"Ho..."

I roared unexpectedly at the level of completeness.

Where it's bad, it's because miso dale is too sweet and makes it hard to eat.

In that regard, this miso dale maintained a perfect balance.

I shouldn't do this, I can't stop chopsticks.

Don't just eat cutlets.

Scratch and chew other rice together.

Whoa, whoa, no!

After all, it's rice for tonkatsu!

Even more miso would be the strongest combination!

"Ooh... this!?

the cabbage, which had been underneath the tongue, was soaked by the heat of the iron plate,

It had an indescribable shade when paired with miso dale.

Yes, there was also a miso dale between the tonkatsu and the cabbage.

I carried cabbage into my mouth.

The cabbage was burnt with heat, but the toothpick remained strong enough.

Shaky, sounding crisp, juwa - soothing sweetness,

It filled my mouth.

There is added the not-so-persistent sweetness and softness of miso dale,

I scratch the rice into my mouth at an acceleration.

I can't take this! I can't stop chopsticks!

I drank consomme soup at the end of the day.

I finished eating the miso cutlet meal.

"Welcome!

Uh-huh, no more miso cutlet fixing! Whoo!

Finished accounting. Me and the chickens finally started looking for faces.

There are a lot of things for sale in this outdoor area.

Some of them only sell what looks like crap.

Sometimes something of great value is sold for discards.

I'm not alarmed because I normally sell real crap too.

It's also quite a thrilling place.

"Oh? There it is, there it is! Well... which one do you want?

Kiku! Kiku! and less than five minutes searching for your face while making a sound.

I discovered an outdoor shop selling lots of noodles.

In front of the store, a large number of children bought thoughtful noodles,

I was playing with it on my face.

Apparently, we sell quite a few kinds of pasta here.

It seems to be a popular shop for children.

"Mm-hmm. What about this?

I had a pile of dough in my hand,

I might try it on a tiger...... it doesn't stick.

Pfft! This is gonna be a tough job! (Exciting)

I let the chicken wear my face.

This is quite fun.

The chickens seem to enjoy it, too, and are happy to see themselves in the hand mirror.

"This... the sliding is going to be unusually strong" (shudder)

I even left an ice hockey mask for some reason.

It's going to be a splatter thing.

"Is this... a screwdriver only mask?" (white eyes)

The black mask had only thin eyes.

It's going to be a bite dog.

I'm sure this must be cursed.

"A mask that smells like garlic." (Meat)

I already had the mask I saw.

At the earliest, it's not even your face.

Even muscle busters are not dreams!

"Well... in the end, can I have a simple smile mask?

I bought you a chicken with cute crushed eyes,

It was a white wooden face with a smile on its mouth.

The decision is that the chickens themselves liked it.

Make the store owner pay for the noodles and get to the chickens quickly.

There was a grinning chicken figure there.

"Yeah, yeah, you look great!

Chicken posing happily as a gut.

The store owner's grandfather nicked, too.

He watched the red, big hobby golem rejoice.

Plumpy cum! It's too early to be happy!

There's something fun going on, like a mountain!

Fluffy, autumn wind gently strokes me and my chicken.

It's like, "There's going to be a mild season."

He seemed to be saying......