Late. Tamer's day.

Ever since then, the review meeting has continued smoothly.

My kids come back around me, and it's tee time with me.

"Look, honey dough."

"Mm!"

"Cookma!"

"I know. I know. Look, even to my bear."

"Himoo!"

"Humu!"

"Ha. From left to right."

"Lalang Lala ~"

――♪

Fou plays light music over Sakura's shoulder. It was a relaxed song at first, but you're getting more and more tempered. Well, it looks like the other players haven't complained, and let's get Fou's likes to play it.

There's not a big problem, and it's going to be safe.Just one problem, or I was wondering, about the taste of wine jam. When a minor drinks alcohol, it tastes like juice. I've heard stories that it doesn't even get intoxicated, but it seems to have been the same with wine jam.

When we put it in our mouth, it's a light alcoholic, understated jam, but it feels like a fruity, sweet jam to minors.

It's not that I can't drink, but I don't even like it that much. For me, you're more interested in that flavor. Hi, they look similar to the grape jam the rabbit has been making, so I'm going to try to recreate the recipe later.

It was about time the quality review ended. I was asking the Askas how comfortable they were with the Himka teacup.

"You think it's easy to drink or hard to drink? I don't care if it's nothing."

In that case, at least there was no noticeable flaw.

Then everyone gives their thoughts orally. Half of it wasn't so bad. I guess it was normal for better or worse.

The other half is a bit difficult to use. I'm asking you this, and you don't have to look so sorry. This is the first time I've made it in the first place, so there will be some failures.

The most common is that there is a slight difference in thickness and depending on where you mouth it, it is a little hard to drink. Next, I still had a lot of opinions that the black cup was a bit......

Well, it's my personal hobby when it comes to color, and in the future, if I change the paint, I'll solve it.

"When it comes to thickness, it depends on Himka..."

"Himmm!"

You're so motivated in an arm-wrestling pose. Apparently, he's telling me to leave it to him.

"All right, let's not make a thinner, more perfect cup next time!

"Him!"

"I'll look for paint, too."

"Him."

Still, what am I going to do with this teacup? This is Himka's first work, and I thought I'd use it everyday...

"Himoo."

Himka is unhappy with the teacup. Are you saying that they pointed out the shortcomings again and were dissatisfied with it? He watched from various directions as he gently started the cup with his fingers. And I roar with my arms together.

"Him ~"

Looks like you should stop using this as a regular. Every time I see a cup, I may feel bad about Himka.

I've felt it since the cup was made, but Himka seems surprisingly artisanal. One of these days you start cracking pieces you don't like.

"... Himka. Even if you don't like it, don't break it, okay?

"... Him"

Obviously, it feels unacceptable. You still want to crack it?

"... you want to crack it?

"Him?"

Asking Himka as she showed her cup, Himka said, "Are you sure?" I lean my neck like that. Well, if you don't want Himka herself, can I break it apart? Himka will make a better guy instead.

I can't sell it at an unmanned sales office to sell it, and I can't sell it high if I go to the shop because the materials are cheap. If this is going to relieve Himka's stress, it's cheap.

"Not since I got back in the field."

It would be catastrophic if we started dividing it here.

"Him."

I knew he wanted to break it. Nodding cocklessly. But at that moment the screams of the players around him echoed.

"Hey, hey!

"Wow, break it?

"Waste!"

"There's no way to break it!

"Then give it to me!

"No, no, I'll buy it!

Whoa. I got stuck with some great momentum.

"Huh? No, he wants it... This cup isn't such a good thing, is it?

If you go to the NPC shop, you should get a prettier and easier to use tee set for cheaper. This is Himka's first work, and I brought it to you because I made it, but the prototype is also a prototype.

But everyone's thermal gaze remains the same. He really wants it.

"Uh, who do you want?

"" "Yes!

It was all of us. What should I do?

"Hey, why?

"'Cause it's handmade by Fire Spirit, right?

"It's a rare item!

"Besides, it will be a memorial to my participation in this review."

"Honestly, tell the others I want to brag."

"That's not all!

Shit, everyone talks out at once and I have no idea what you're talking about. Still, to deduce from the words I managed to hear, it seemed that there were Himka fans and someone who wanted them for the memorial.

"Himka, what do we do?

"Him? Him?"

When I ask, Himka gives me a cup. Is that it? Don't you want to crack it? I thought so, but if someone wants it, it's a different stance.

"Hmmm...... Okay, one for everyone, then?

I said I could just pay for the ingredients, but at the end of the push, it meant 3000G per person. I had to get it. It felt like it wasn't over.

"With 3000G, I think I could buy a set of more decent teacups......?

"Himoo."