Magical Device Craftsman Dahlia Won’t Hang Her Head Down Anymore

"I'm also clueless this time, can I have a pot on the demon guide stove?

"I'm really sorry every time. If there's anything I can do to help, I want you to help me."

Following the last time, it was time for the two of us to stand in the kitchen.

Darya decides not to hesitate to ask Wolfe anymore.

"I will prepare the pan, sorry, but grate the radishes with this"

"Daikon or grate?

Passing the radish and grater to Wolfe, he looks with curiosity and suspicion.

It is on the shelf of my heart that I shall let one of the Counts do these things, and I decide to think that in the tower is my area. But if I don't, I'm going to get pulled back into reality and my stomach hurts.

"This is the 'grater'. Place the radish on it and grate it like this. Watch your hands."

"Okay, I'll try"

The momentum and strength of Wolfe, who answered with a wrap of arms, was unexpected.

Suddenly I'm about to scrape it to my fingers and stop it on the brink. The nail was only slightly scratched.

"Wolf, you don't have to be so thoughtful!

"Darya, this is a task you shouldn't be doing, the grater is dangerous. You should strengthen your body."

"We're not going to strengthen our bodies in the radish grate! Don't let your fingers spin on your radishes!

As a result of the stray explanations and practices, the radish grate alone took quite some time.

It should be noted that Dahlia snuck it down with a small grater when it came to shoga.

Cook the aubergines on the net of the magic stove while you know the hot water in the pan.

I gave it to the plate where it was firmly curled on the outside, and when it cooled down a little more, I rolled it to peel it with a skewer. Wolfe asked me, so I explained it and I skinned it cleverly, even though it was still hot.

When I am surprised, I am told the sad reason 'I am used to stripping the outside of burnt meat on an expedition'.

I still feel smug that the small magic conductor stove should be improved and allowed to hold it.

Then when I cut the vegetables and held the glass together, I finally set a small magic instruction stove on the table.

"Uh, I'm sorry for the lack of it, but it's a different eastern liquor (azuke) from the last one. When it's gone, I'll make it a wine."

Dongjiu (Azumazuki) in a smaller white bottle.

However, even the same white cloudy liquor Wolfe brought, this one is dry.

"Next time, I'll buy you some East Wine."

"Well, please"

"Glass for East Alcohol, going to buy it tomorrow sounds tough"

"Right, it's going to be an guild first. But I'm very grateful you got the job. So let's drink to that."

As I said, I thought.

How many times have I had a toast with Wolf? How many times can we toast to this?

Just a thought, I got a force in my hand holding a glass.

"Uh... thank you for your work and wish the Knights and the Chamber of Commerce prosperity, cheers"

"Thank you for always feeding me good food and wish the Knights and the Chamber of Commerce prosperity, cheers"

As the words grew longer, I finally made a toast.

This East Wine is only slightly stronger and cooler. Still, the aroma and spiciness remained decent.

After too cool spiciness in the mouth and throat, the intricate aroma of alcohol slowly rises. The unique heat of the alcohol comes at the same time, but the moment it disappeared, it almost went to another sip.

"This... is a dangerous drink."

"Yeah, you should drink this in a smaller glass...... is it because of this scent after drinking that your name is' Breath '?

"Convinced. Even though it was spicy, the smell of the aftermath was also East Wine..."

I have so much fun trying new liquor, but it seems to be getting closer to my father's drinking, I'm going to be careful.

In the meantime, let's sober up once every four days - that's what I thought, including East Wine.

"I'm pig shabu-shabu today. Here, I'll get some pork."

I decide to separate the liquor for now and move on to cooking.

Stir even thinly chopped pork into hot water.

"When the colour changes properly, pull it up, with radish grate and fish soy or salt. If you don't like radish grate, there are tomatoes. Also, add lemon juice and eat with salt and pepper."

Tomatoes are my father's taste.

I liked the radish grate a lot too, but who would be most happy with it was the tomato.

The tomatoes that Dahlia makes are just chopped tomatoes mixed with salt, black pepper and a little olive oil.

Carlo was eating tomatoes rather than sauces so that they were curled with meat.

By the way, Irma was also tomato free, except he was a chopped onion addict. Marcella is black ale, pork shabu-shabu, lemon, and salt pepper. Then I remembered that Tobias was a saltist in the radish grate.

What an interesting taste in each.

It should be noted that Darya is all and a sect.

Wolff, with all kinds of small plates in front of him, is shifting his gaze to each of them.

"Until you know your preference, you can try it all out"

"Okay."

"Ah, the first one is just pork shabu-shabu with fish soy or salt, then try the liquor"

With a serious look on his face, he started eating himself too, with a wolf in hot water with a pork shabu-shabu on his side.

Quite a good pig, sweet fat. There is fat on the crust, but if it is hot, it falls off. He was considerably softer than he seemed and mouthed too badly.

After this drink, the earlier spiciness passes in a different way, and the fragrance feels clearer.

What fun that liquor and cooking go with your preferred shape.

Wolfe across the street wondered if he chewed a lot this time too, and he didn't.

Eat pork shabu-shabu with salt, then drink. And now, add the radish grate, eat the grated pork shabu-shabu, and drink.

Repeating that a few times, it was still solidified.

"Maybe, you weren't good at it?

I think this time it's finally become something I don't like, and I speak up.

"No, it's so good. The pig is sweet after drinking this. The liquor after that is easy to drink and goes by extra. So, chain it up...... it's bad if you don't stop it once, the booze will be over soon"

"Sure, I'm sorry it's this combination. But when this alcohol runs out, I'll serve dry white wine. It fits you too."

"I wonder why this hasn't been served in the store before?

The golden eyes look at this one with some resentment.

Even with those eyes, it wasn't until recently that a small magic guide stove was created.

There are thinly sliced pork shabu-shabu in various shops in Wangdu, but it is a summer dish that comes out chilled and accompanied by vegetables. I'll do it in a pot. I guess it's subtly different from this one.

"Darya, you're in the wrong profession... no, you're not wrong, but shouldn't we even be in the dining room?

"Oh, this sounds easy, doesn't it? A dining room where you just leave a pan on the table. Ingredients as you please."

"Prepare various ales, distilled liquors and eastern liquors on the wall side after temperature control. Buy it in a glass so you can drink it"

"Oh, well, I'd like to go. And I thought that wasn't a cafeteria anymore, but a liquor store... Oh, I hope you can pick one knob at a time, anyway. Pickled vinegar, fried food."

"You can also place the frying pan on the table."

"There's also a pot for one at the counter, just like for one person."

Later, while piggy shabu-shabu, it became a much wasted conversation where the hopes and delusions of liquor lovers persisted.

After a while of talking, I cut from eastern liquor to white wine and add ingredients to the pan.

"Add salt and vegetables and, in a little while, this wheat dough. Instead of bread."

"Cook the wheat dumplings."

"Maybe, you weren't good at it?

"No, I've never eaten boiling in a pot this way. Wheat dumplings are all fried in oil"

"Oh, you're the sweet one on the street. This one is delicious, too. So, have some grilled aubergines before you simmer."

"What the hell am I supposed to peel off, but, like, I don't think I look like an aubergine"

The young man leaning on his neck stares at the roasted aubergines with his golden eyes.

It looks thin green white, so I guess it's uncomfortable.

It's served with shoga and fish soy sauce, so I decide to give it a try for now. Unfortunately, there is no soy sauce, so it is substituted with a little hand on the fish soy sauce.

Eggplant sweetness and aroma, a decent texture and the ginger spiciness that comes after.

In my previous life my life was finally over around where I thought this was delicious, but in this world I used to make it from when I started cooking.

My father in previous life, my father in this world, are both a favorite dish.

"... you might like this"

I just wanted to ask you why 'it might' be, but I stopped because Wolfe is chewing more often.

"Whoever likes grilled aubergines likes to drink a lot"

This is my father's theory from a previous life, but he may be out of the picture.

Then I put on a pot of vegetables and ate a lot of dashi smudged wheat dough.

Wolfe seemed to like this one and was eating beautifully.

Think of it, this is the fourth time we dine at a table together at the tower.

Though the youth in front of you may not count. Perhaps three of those four times are pots and one time baked fish should be a bit of a reflection.

The fifth time I was skipping thinking about what to make, I noticed Wolf laughing in front of me.

"It's the fourth time, it's a treat."

I couldn't give my voice back to the words that seemed like I was missing a cylinder, I just nodded and vacated the glass.