Kuishinbo Elf

When I stood on the battlefield named Kitchen for about thirty minutes, the long-awaited reinforcements finally came.

It was the outdoor cooks who received the note delivered by Ballybarikun who rushed to the tavern Kuwakusa cucumber with their prized dishes.

In particular, the participation of [Leg Bud Ru Toru Tsuchi (Kishimura)] store owner Lau is huge. His cooking skills, and cooking speed, are effective against the Liot. You can count on me!

"From here, we'll cook. Elle, to the feast, back, good."

"Yes, yes! Ertina's lady has overcooked her care!

"Fuki-yun, thank you. Oh, my God, Mr. Lau, everyone!

Mr. Lau feels at ease with him, although he is the same word. Speaking of unusual parts, would his catfish like mustache have grown a little?

I thanked the helpful cooks I could count on and returned to the banquet of frenzy.

"Finally, we can take our time."

"Thank you for your tiredness, Mr. Yakuza."

Zain greeted me back from the kitchen, half-naked for some reason. It's easy to imagine what they did.

Look at that glossy skin, my lord Yuuuuu! Oh, Zayn's all over the kiss mark. It hurts!

"Fuki-kun, by the way, things have been calming down a lot."

And here I noticed everyone in my class drinking to your cleverness. What the hell happened?

"Ha, here comes the Savior."

"Oh, you know what?"

As expected, there was the figure of Mr. Thrust, the most powerful healer of silver pruning.

Under any chaotic circumstance, if you hang on to him, you're right. Everyone grows up like the cat they borrowed. Oh, come on, it's just a result of being overwhelmed, right?

"Also, were you helping cook, Ertina"

"Well."

I sat next to Mr. Thrust and poured sake into his empty pork mouth. He drinks it up hard.

"Delicious. I don't know if I can drink with you."

"That's what Al's old teacher told me."

"Right..."

That said, he had a grin that rarely showed. This is a valuable scene. Memory.

Now Mr. Thrust poured me sake into the pork mouth I had in my hand. The sweet smell of alcohol tickles my nostrils. I could also see that this was quite a good liquor.

"It's Junmai Daijin from Izuruhi. It's a little sweet, but I'm blind to this."

"Pretty valuable booze, huh? You want this good alcohol?

"No, it's not a good day."

I drink the poured liquor all the time. Mr. Thrust said it was sweet, but it wasn't that sweet and I feel a refreshing impression that the acidity goes hand in hand. Above all, it smells.

The fruity fragrance refreshes the nostrils and refreshes the mood. This is definitely a first-class item.

If it's pure rice daiginjo, it's not anything. By this I could see with certainty the eyes that saw his liquor. The boulder is Mr. Thrust, a liquor lover.

It's delicious.

"Right."

Then for a while I enjoyed drinking with Mr. Thrust while blossoming into an old story. The act of healing hell during the Demonic War is now a good sake dish.

Speaking of small, I take the sashimi, which is still piled up, on a plate for a slow taste in the sake knob. Again, sashimi for sake.

I didn't notice it because it serves appropriately, but I'm surprised it's got quite a mix of fine fish.

Bream, of course, is a sneaky mix of faces like this one, Kawahagi, and so on. I have no hand in overlooking this. I got a good grip and enjoyed myself with Mr. Thrust.

If you have extra sashimi, you can add it to soy sauce and make it [pickled] and enjoy it later [seafood bowl]. This should make it easier for those concerned about the raw odor to eat. In doing so, let's try to make the wasabi work gutsy.

"Hey, I'm sorry. I'm sorry. It's late. Wow."

Here, Mr. Dukan finally arrived. I have some kind of bottle in my hand.

"Welcome, Mr. Dukan, Doctor Momo"

"Heh heh heh, I can't believe it, congratulations to the adults,"

The two of them alone handed me the bottle they had in their hand. He says it's a bar mitzvah.

"It's a fruit liquor made from the fruit of a divine peach. The peach drinker loves the tower."

"Heh, you like towya too"

Interested in the liquor I received, I quickly poured it into the glass. I can't help but notice the intense aroma of peaches rising along the way. This is a pretty intense booze.

"Heh heh heh, at 92% ABV. Fire is strictly prohibited."

"Oh, I can't drink it without water or carbonated water."

"Ahhh, what? New alcohol?"

There came Linda with a thousand feet and her guardian. You guys are really smart with booze.

"Thank God for the peach drinks. You should come over and have a drink, too."

"Oh, my grandfather was coming. It's too late."

"If I'd cleaned up the paperwork I had accumulated, it'd be slower than I thought. Wow. You're not going to be an Alliance Master."

That being said, Mr. Dukan stroking his chin beard felt like he was feeling nothing when he saw his grown granddaughter.

At one time he was distressed by a pull ready to die, but now he said he was living a full day without being completely devastated by such a worry. Good, good.

"Ho, isn't that good liquor? Because of the smell, I think I can expect alcohol."

"Let's drink fast. Hiku."

Regardless of Guns Rock, will Linda be okay? Though it looks pretty verbose already.

"Oh, isn't that Kamimojitsu? I miss you..."

Yuyuu has been smelling alcohol. I can't seem to get enough of my footprints, but this one still looks fine.

Zain would have no choice but to hide behind me blatantly. I just want to get him back to being a man soon... but my expectations are low. Forgive me.

"I think I drank it when I was killing each other with Yoshiro Tao. He called it a temporary truce, took it out and gave it to me... or the Ibaraki boy."

"What, really? Tsuki, what do you think?

"Ask me the other one. I hate black history. Give me a break."

I heard another voice from Linda. That is rightly the voice of the Ibaraki child. Apparently, she remembers somehow failing at [Kitty].

"Mm-hmm? Such a warm memory..."

That's it. Yuyuu's face was dyed red as he saw it, and eventually he crouched his face with his hands.

She shakes her head, no matter if she sees a pink ring.

Oh, I finally spilled it. It's so... big.

"That was a previous life! Yes, the stupidity that Ibaraki Boy did! I'm a darling maiden! So, so, so, drunk momentum, Tao Yoshiro and I, uh... because it's the Ibaraki boy! Because it's not me! Oh, I remember! It's huge! I'm expelled, I'm expelled! No, no, no, no, no, no, no!

Yuyuu in mayhem is rarely seen. So this is also memory.

Hang on, what are you doing, brother? No matter how ruinous the living is, you think you sleep with ghosts?

Damn, I don't know why I don't remember then. Let's chip, let's chip!

"Uh-huh, eclectic, 'cause cancer! We'll do it, too?

"Brrrrr, that's what I said, I'll tell you after I get some more hue"

"Buh, gun-chan messing around"

Guns Rock puzzled Linda making a hell of a statement while twisting her irregular body. A boulder is a man who can.

No, maybe I prefer munchkin boin. We'll interrogate him later while he drinks.

More than that, it's divine peach wine. I can't help but watch forever, because alcohol is nothing but drinking.

"Let's start by dividing it with water to taste purely. I'm sure there's no problem with the liquor 3 or water 7 ratio."

"If I were you, I'd keep rocking."

Provide Guns Rock with a lock as requested. Give Pruhl and Linda what they divided by the same percentage as me.

Yuuuuu is...... not anymore. Black history (Ankokuryu) eats me. Let's take it easy.

"Bye, Kanpai!

"" "No!

We don't know how many times it's gonna be. Raise the toast. Indulge in the scent first. By dividing it with water, it had changed to a reassuring aroma of peaches. My heart is at rest.

Then taste carefully with one mouthful. Whoa, that's Dr. Peach's liquor version. This is also the supreme flavor I can taste because I'm growing up. I spared no effort in thanking Dr. Peach for connecting my life so far.

Didn't you hear something go wrong with Kachiri then? I guess that was an important part that I lacked.

It fits perfectly with my cell. And signs of change to visit. Dokun and my body beat, and eventually I was wrapped in a great glow.