Kuma Kuma Kuma Bear

244 bear, sample

Ellera walks towards the kitchen in the back. I will follow.

When we entered the kitchen, there were figures of Zeref and cooks cooking.

"Zelev, we're here."

When Ellerora calls out, Zeref looks at us.

"Welcome, Elora, and Yuna?"

"I happened to meet Yuna-chan. I asked Yuna for a sample. Is it okay?"

By chance, not by accident.

Sanya's summoning bird told me that she ran to the bear shop.

"Of course. If you can get Yuna to sample, this is also helpful."

"Zerefu's, Hello. To say I taste, can not Toka detailed comment."

You can't hit food like TV or manga.

It's a normal 15 year old girl with a normal tongue.

"No, it's enough if you think Yuna is good.

Well, I wonder if that's okay.

"Now, I would like to introduce you to Yuna. These three are working at this restaurant."

At the call of Zelev, three people at the kitchen line up next to Zelev.

There are two men and one girl.

girl?

Are two men in their mid-20s and a girl about 18 years old?

And I wonder if she's being watched with a respect that she respects her.

Maybe it's due. Self-consciousness is not good.

"The three have a strong status and good cooking skills, so we can guarantee that Yuna's recipes will not leak out or detract from Yuna's reputation."

Do you want such talented people?

It's a bear shop.

It's a shop with a bear at the entrance.

Are all three good? I want to ask.

"All three say hello to Yuna."

Two men greet while staring at my dress.

Zelev's choice hasn't turned her eyes off.

They will be the chef and vice-chef at the restaurant.

And when the two men greet, the girl finally stands in front of me with shining eyes.

"I say shy, the bottom of the three but the motivation is the best. No way, I never thought I could meet Kuma today. I'm thrilled to see Kuma! "

When I hold my bear puppet, I greet her well.

Bear?

"Um, I'm Yuna (●●).

Say hello to your name.

"Yes. Bear! Thank you very much."

On purpose? Is that on purpose?

I greeted me with my name emphasized, but it was passed through wonderfully.

Looking at her innocent smile, I don't think it's on purpose.

You're not laughing in your heart, right?

"Here, Shaila, don't do anything rude to Yuna."

Zeref pokes at Kotsun and Shaila's head.

"I'm sorry. Uncle."

"Uncle?"

Now, I heard words that I couldn't ignore.

Even my uncle. Zeref, is this girl called your uncle?

Could I imagine the bad relationships because I'm invaded by manga and novels?

"Shyla will be my niece. She is good at cooking, but has problems with her personality."

Zeref answers the sigh.

Apparently, there seems to be a problem with personality.

"Uncle is terrible."

"And you've said many times that you're not an uncle here."

"I'm sorry, chef."

Note that we called it "Kuma-san".

"Kuma, I will work hard. Thank you."

"Um, can you call me by name?"

At this rate, I was likely to be called Kumasan, so please ask him to call him by name.

You can allow a small child to be called a bear or an older person to be called a bear princess, but when someone of a young age tells you, you feel stupid.

"I'm sorry, because we used to go to" a bear who cooks food. "

Shyla bows as she notices and apologizes.

In other words, are they called "bears who cook food" among shy cooks?

I'm sometimes called a blond girl or a muscular father, so I can't tell who I am.

It's not easy to say when I'm told.

`` It is harmless that even if the King appears to bears in the castle, there is no harm, so it seems that there was a soldier who guarded so that he could not approach. ''

"The chef has said that if you meet a girl dressed as a bear, there will be no noise."

Ellora and Shyla explain.

But when I went to see Flora, I finally realized why no one could stop.

Normally, if the ordinary people (and also dressed as bears) go alone to the royal Flora-like room at the back of the castle, they will be stopped or suspicious on the way. Even if they passed, only their heads could be hung down and glanced, no one stopped me from going to Flora's room.

"This is also a consideration of His Majesty the King, so as not to bother Yuna."

That was what it was supposed to be.

Are you grateful to be able to meet Flora without any interruption?

It's troublesome to make an excuse if you're stopped many times or say, "Stop there, that suspicious guy," or "What's that suspicious look?"

"So, Yuna-san. Where did you learn that dish? Did you think on your own? How do you come up with that dish? Why are you dressed as a bear?"

When I was convinced of the castle alone, questions came out of Shaila's mouth.

Shyla comes one step at a time and two steps down.

I will be pushed down by the momentum.

"Shyla"

Zeref pokes again at Kotsun and Shyla's head.

"It's painful, chef."

"If you calm down,"

Shyla contracts and goes down.

"I'm sorry, Yuna-dono. I'm a restless niece."

"That's terrible. The chef. I was looking forward to seeing the bear."

"Is it fun?"

"I'll always bring food to the chef. The chef was always eating it alone."

If it is slick, it will sharpen your mouth.

I apologized to Zeref and asked her maid, Anju, to give it to me because he was disturbing the lunch that Flora made.

But what's new is pudding, cake and pizza. There are many new breads that Morin thought (I thought).

"I would have made the same thing later."

"But the chef. I always say it's more delicious."

"It's obvious, because it's made by practice."

"I wanted to talk to Yuna. I'd like to cook such delicious food with the same girl."

Shyla is approaching her with her eyes shining.

This child has high tension. I'm scared.

"So calm down."

Zeref slaps Shyla's head.

"Uh, it hurts."

"Yuna, if you come to the store, please tell this shilla. I think it's easy to talk to the same girl."

It may not be possible, but I have been withdrawn, and I am delicately weak at high tension people.

If possible, I want you to be a little more calm.

I couldn't say such a desire, so I ended up sampling the food.

Various cakes and breads are already lined up on the table.

Apparently, it was made according to the timing of Ellera's coming.

But isn't the amount large?

Cakes and breads are lined up on another table.

Are you going to sample everything?

I'm a maiden, so I won't enter that much.

"Yuna, please!"

Without knowing my feelings, Shyla offers a cut cake.

The served cake was a strawberry shortcake.

I don't know if I can do all the tastings, but thank you.

The tasting party has begun, and Ellora and I will eat cakes and bread made by the three of us.

The stomach grows little by little. I like cakes normally, but not so much.

Delicious food is eaten occasionally, so it's delicious and not packed.

"How about this cake, Yuna? I thought."

Eat the presented cake.

"Yeah, sweet and sour and delicious"

"Oh, thank you very much"

"Yuna, please do this too."

"me too"

The deputy chefs bring their own dishes to the chef.

The tasting may have been a failure.

But, after taking it, put it in your mouth little by little.

For the time being, I say, "I like it because I like it," without complimenting it, and then answer it as though I thought it was delicious, unpalatable, quite delicious, too sweet, and spicy.

Each of them holds a piece of paper and writes down our impressions.

"Oh, Yuna. It's very popular."

"Don't laugh, please eat Ellora."

"I'm eating."

Certainly, the plate in front of Elerora is empty.

Strange. They would have been prepared for two people, both when cutting cake and bringing bread. Nevertheless, the plate in front of Elerora is empty.

Apparently, Ellera is more of a race than Mylene.

I like the type of things I like.

I try my best too.

Only the result was delicious enough.

Speaking of the fact that there is a recipe, but you can see that it is made carefully.

The decoration of the cream is well devised.

"But I can't draw Kuma's picture well."

"Sorry. I wish I could reproduce the Crimonian cake."

"That was cute."

“…………?”

I don't know what the three are saying.

What is the relationship between Kuma-san's painting and Crimonian cake?

"Yuna, could you show me an example!"

"Um, what?"

"I heard from Ellera and the chef. Draw this bear's picture with this cream to please our customers."

“…………?”

"The kids were happily eating in Crimonia."

I don't know a cake with a bear made of such cream.

Elena, how quickly did you learn the technique of drawing a omelet with ketchup at a maid cafe?

I do not teach such techniques.

But I remembered the memory I drew once.

When I made a cake for Mass's birthday party, I drew a picture of a bear in a playful game and had Fina take it home as a souvenir.

She couldn't go to Mass's birthday party together, so she thought she would be happy if she made it.

Did confidential information flow from there?

Well, I haven't stopped me.

"So I thought that I would be happy if I could draw it to children here, so I decided to make it."

"I couldn't teach well because I didn't have the heart."

Zeref answers shyly.

I look at Ellora.

"If you can draw, the outside bear will not show Yuna's picture book."

When I draw a bear picture here, I feel like I'm strangling myself, but there's a shy shining eye in front of me.

If you draw it, your neck will be squeezed. If you do not draw it, you will grieve the chef who works hard for the shop.

"Is there no need to draw a bear picture separately?"

"Yuna wants to be a privilege only for the children in Crimonia."

"I don't mean that."

In the first place, I started doing things I did not know.

The cause may be me.

"Please tell me, Yuna."

Shyla bows her head.

And I don't look up waiting for my words.

As I close my mouth, the chef and vice-chef bow down.

If you refuse here, you're a bad guy.

"Please give out only children"

"Yes!"

When I sigh, I draw a cute bear picture with fresh cream.

"Yuna-chan, you're good"

"I see, you draw like that. Memo memo."

I write down the bear I drew on paper.

The two men are also eager to watch.

It's just a bear picture. You don't look so hard.

"Thank you. I will practice right away."

Sheila starts practicing using the bear I drew as a model.

Looking at it, the two men also draw bears.

Did I make the wrong choice?