Kuishinbo Elf

So be the kitchen. The preparation consists of cookie ingredients, and a jam that reduces sweetness.

What a simple introduction, but the cookies that you make are also easy objects. It is finished with a little jam on top of the baked cookies.

"It's simple for a foodie."

"Don't you know the famous quote" Simple Isbes, "

Though three o'clock, Edward's work should still be there. Easy to eat and a belly snack is just fine. And I'd love to go with the tea.

Edward won't admit anything but the tea I brewed these days. Well, I'm confident that the way I brew tea is made by Mr. Leyen.

Yes, yes, it's Mr. Leyenne. It still looks like my body can't do it anymore. Mr. Peperona, who cares for him, said. I agree with her.

I went to show his face a week ago, but seeing him with only bones and skin is painful. No matter how much I can use the power of Mori Luo Wang, I must not use it to satisfy my satisfaction.

Anyway, that's up to me. And Mr. Leyen didn't want that either.

He said that he must not be the only one special. He had already accepted his death.

It is a natural thing, a ritual of passage for the next raw visitor to everyone, he said.

Mr. Leyen never lost weight in his mind, even though his body was thin.

"What's wrong with you? Look at the brewed tea."

"Fuki-yun? No, nothing, nothing."

I'm soaking up, I'm gonna get back on my mind and get into cookie production.

Nevertheless, cookies and so on are easy. I don't make it a sale, so I don't care if I have something a little hectic. Fit it to the right size and pound it in the oven.

"You're doing it. Your Majesty Edward seems to be about to take a break."

"Fuki-kun, I get it, Mr. Rudolph."

Mr. Rudolph came to the kitchen just when he put the dough in the oven.

When I look at the cookware I make, it's like a hot cake. The vivid arrangement is such that I couldn't help but notice it.

"Oh? You're out of milk, aren't you?

"Hmm? Well, didn't you leave the buy? Some of my" Free Space "... well, there's no one here either."

"I don't have it either."

"What's going on?

"No, the milk in the kitchen... you're the killer"

I dyed white around my mouth there, you idiot. Why, this guy's always like this.

"... I can't help it, milk uses its own stuff"

I admire the boulders brilliantly, but nowhere is strange.

He became her to produce pew and milk from pie pie. Fresh milk exploded.

Okay, is that it?

"Ugh, that's a great amount of breast milk."

"I haven't squeezed it in a while, so it hurt a little. You mustn't be foolish."

Boulder, the father who raised his own daughter with his own breast milk was of a different character!

I don't know what you're talking about, but it's true, so there's nothing I can do. Reality is stranger than fantasy.

"Fuki-kun, the cookies are baked."

"Hotcake is done."

We put sweet dampened jams on baked cookies.

In contrast, Mr. Rudolph finished with plenty of whipped cream on top of the baked hot cake.

"This is Mr. Rudolph's boob cream... don't get your chest hot"

"Can I taste it?

"Hey, don't be silly, Rye won't taste or be stylish."

That's why Hungry left it to his wife, and we took the finished snack and dispersed it.

I think this is the best!

Put cookies and tea on the tray and head to Edward's office. I am still not used to high heels, so I would like to wear sandals.

But the queen must endure because her appearance is important. The queen is hard, oh dear...

"This is, this is Queen Ertina. To His Majesty Edward?

"Yeah, I'm sorry, but I was wondering if you could open the door"

"I'm in awe. Your Majesty, Queen Ertina is here."

And when the guard spoke, he heard the noise from inside the room, and the door opened by chance.

"Damn it! Elle, I'm here! This will heal you!

"Hey, no... Guard, you're looking pathetic."

Pity, Guard, you were swept away by an open door, rolling down the hallway with your ass prick grounded.

"Nah... that was a case"

"You mustn't escape reality"

After daring to heal you, Guard, you finally enter the room. The room was filled with piles of paperwork. Now that it is a third, can you imagine how much Yavai is?

The other two thirds are held by the Montist Finance Minister and the Houdic Defense Minister as they spit blood reflexes. Walgang, work for your grandfather, too.

"This is terrible"

"Yeah, this is over half done, right?

Since becoming king, Edward has been a battle against paper. Fantasy for a king to live an elegant life.

In fact, I get busy with these authorizations and confirmations, and I don't get to have time for myself. Sacrifice to the nation, that's the king.

"Well, you're not gonna make it to the meeting... I'm gonna help you too"

"It helps, El. I'll take care of the confirmation after the break."

Copy that.

What if, a bookkeeper glad to learn for. Skills help themselves, that's what they say most.

That's why I'm going to burst out of simple paperwork. Edward is the other way around. I'll get rid of the paperwork I can't judge. What the two of them have difficulty judging is separated from the others, and at the end of the day let wisdom come out and solve it.

For a while, only the crisp and pen sound was the BGM in the room. But the thing is that when the focus runs out, the work efficiency doesn't increase.

So play the music plugged into the music player made by Doctor Momo and the USB with the music data transferred from Toya. I don't know the contents.

"Listen to the music and heal your rough heart."

"Yeah, that's a good idea."

The music played. But it was far from healing a rough heart.

"○ God ○ It's not raw combat music!?"

"I don't know, I'm getting tense."

Toya guy, why are you putting all these one-sided songs in again?!?

Do it, you're the boss of ii BGM! Ugh! I'm getting tense! Brain juice leaks out!

Thus, thanks to Towya, the pile of documents disappears in a super-exciting state. And by the time the job was done, a couple of them were rolling out of their energy and souls.

Filimisia Castle Central Conference Room. There was a meeting of Mias Refine and MomoGuardians facades.

"So let's decide on the nickname of Mias Refine for today's agenda."

Write an agenda on the Whiteboard and quickly solicit the nickname Mias Refine. I handed out blank paper to Momo Guardians beforehand, so I adopted a way to get them to write their nicknames to it.

Write that nickname on the whiteboard and vote for the nickname you thought you'd like. The one with the highest number of votes shall be the nickname Mias Refine.

"Fuki-kun, I'm looking forward to seeing what nicknames pop up."

So retrieve the paper. Start writing your nickname on the paper on the whiteboard. Then, he moved from opening to a white eye cramped state.

* Devil Mias *

"Who is it?!? The one who made the goddess Devil. Huh!?"

"Oh, it's me"

Again, I mean, it was Mr. Gaylinkood. There won't be any Devil, not to mention the original, Devil.

Mias Refine is also a bitter laugh at this.

Get your mind back on it. Second.

* Dairy God Mias *

"Loft, come on!?"

"Why should I?!?"

There's no way I'm going to get away with this. Ning Ro, I'm surprised you didn't think you could get away with this.

Mias Refine also has big tits. would be categorized as beautiful milk. But if they gave me that nickname, it wouldn't have been something I'd have enjoyed.

While I have a bad feeling about it, I write my next nickname on the whiteboard.

* Sketchy Combined Erotic Goddess Mias Hell Maiden Edition *

"This is not a level of headache anymore."

Enough, if I'm stuck, I don't have enough time. I just have to write guns down.

That's why I move my hands without my heart.

* Hip Goddess *

* saggy eyes *

You're a monster.

* Beautiful crease *

* ZZ Mias *

* myriff *

* Shiri mollusc *

* Three cups parfait *

* Gray hair *

* YAYAYAYAYAYAYAY *

* puffy puffy puffy *

* Munchkin *

* Mias Heavy Mount Model *

* Suaima *

* Half naked *

"Tell me, Mias Refine. How many nicknames should I write on the whiteboard later? Ed won't answer me."

"Wow."

It's time for me to be mentally tough. I expected no decent nickname to come out, but when I got here, I'd be under the illusion that it was also a grudge against Mias Refine.

Mias Refine was also so badly nicknamed that he began to escape reality by covering his face with his hands. This is terrible.

"It's been a long time since I've had such a painful task."

"You've got all the nicknames that are quite tasteful."

"Oh, don't rot your eyes"

From that, pick up something comparatively decent at my discretion.

To the boulder, * oops! *, cannot be adopted. Because it's bad for the heart. I mean, who wrote this?

"Well, pick one of these."

* White Goddess *

* Mai *

* myriff *

* Puff-ass *

* Godmias *

* Devil Mias *

"It's got Devil in it, isn't it?!?"

"Never mind."

I like Lu, so don't tell me I stuck with him. I mean, I don't know if it's okay with me, but that's an important name for Mias Refine, so I can't make it my nickname, because I was assured by myself that I wouldn't hire it.

Hand out the blank paper again and ask them to write down the nickname they thought would be good to collect. Write the number of votes on the whiteboard. Forty votes. Mr Rudolph joins the vote instead of Huritya.

Okay, well, what happens?

"Well, then, you're gonna have to open the bill."

* White Goddess * 5

* Mai * 8

* myriff * 9

* Pupa Ass * 6

* Godmias * 4

* Devil Mias * 8

"Devil, abuhhhhhh!?"

"You want to kill me. It was just a small difference."

"And Goddamn is the lowest voter."

Thus, Mias Refine's nickname became an easy one called [Myriff].

It was Fokbert who devised it. They just combined Mias' Mai and Refine's riff.

But his simple idea was to save Mias Refine from the Devil Mias crisis.

Yeah, it was still a terrible meeting. Fukiyun.