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

Leaving the royal castle, he returned his clothes in a rented clothing store and reported to Ivano and Gabriela in a commercial guild.

The two I was worried about, but describing what happened at the Royal Castle gave me a very subtle look (kao).

I also have a sense that my face, which I was describing, was close to the Nobu surface.

I thought it would be easier if I told you everything, but I also think I pushed myself further.

Good luck, for now the mountain got on, the two of them whispered a lot, and managed to get back to the green tower.

Let's just get some rest without thinking about it today - thinking so, the doorbell rang.

At that moment, for some reason, I knew it was Wolf.

Going down early enough to open the door, a young man stood full of impatience.

Even though my beautiful face remains intact, I was scolded for pranking, badly resembling a dog I had in my previous life.

I've already lost my temper to blame just for that.

"Today, I'm so sorry! Reflecting..."

What the young man has offered since he bowed his head is a beautiful and cute bouquet of flowers.

Red roses, bell orchids, pink rhodanses, etc. are grouped in a round and cologne shape.

When I received the bouquet of flowers with red ribbons with both hands, the scent of roses drifted faintly.

"... ok. I'll flush it down to the water this time."

"Thanks......!

"But the next time they suspect a water bug, even the tower calls it 'Master Volfredo'."

"I won't do it again, so give me a break..."

I laughed because Wolfe said it so sadly.

Did Dalya relieve you of laughing, the young man hands you the water-colored box he had on his back.

"This, shoe cream. Eat if you like."

"Thank you. I'm happy because I like it. Because of this, why don't you eat with me?

"Oh, I'd love it if you let me do that"

I finally went back to the usual two as I went upstairs.

As he lowers his hips on the couch, Dahlia removes the blue ribbon in the water-colored box.

Inside, there are six types: raw cream, custard cream, and custard cream with a western wine effect.

The thin box underneath contained beautiful decorative sugar that shaped flowers and animal patterns.

We make tea with better tea leaves than usual, and we decide it's time for the two of us to eat.

Darya's first choice was a standard custard shoe cream.

Wolfe had chosen a western custard cream.

The shoe cream in this world is one turn bigger than the one in the previous life and I want to flatten it just a little bit.

Lifting it up gently, you can see that the contents are packed tightly by its weight.

The sweetness of the custard and the scent of vanilla spread all over my mouth as I swung from the edge so that the contents did not come out.

The taste of custard is a bit darker than the shoe cream I've been eating. Probably using good milk and eggs.

The sweetness was strong, but the skin with a little salt was a good accent.

I was going to have tea along the way, but I completely forgot to finish eating it.

"This shoe cream is very tasty"

"Glad you like it"

A confectionery shop in the aristocratic district, with fairy crystal glasses, was worth thirty minutes in line.

Wolfe was very satisfied with Darya's mellow smile.

"Darya, why don't you eat another one of what?

"Wolf seems to be able to afford about three of these..."

"No, I have enough for one. Because I don't get that much sweet stuff. But I'm not that big of a person, so I don't think it's a problem to eat two."

As for Darya, whose waist is concerned these days, she is very lost.

Again, the fun would be better tomorrow, as I'll keep it later.

But there is also the truth that freshly made tastes best.

Shoe cream can be refrigerated or frozen, but isn't this still the best time?

While I was thoughtfully grinding, Wolfe had lifted the box with a good smile and recommended it.

The shoe cream with raw cream that I ate afterwards was delicious to make.

"What's Darya's favorite flower?

Wolff asked me as I dipped in the aftertaste of a shoe cream with raw cream.

Probably worried about whether you liked the bouquet of flowers, I answer that.

"I like all the flowers... but I especially like roses and gardenia and things that smell good"

"What's Dahlia's name, from Dahlia the flower?

"Yeah, it's my father's name. That's an old read. Because of his name, he often thinks he likes Dahlia, but he doesn't smell very good."

"I see... what's your favorite thing about a treat?

"It's shoe cream and cheesecake, I like the others, though. Does Wolfe have a favorite treat?

"Salt butter cookies, shrimp crackers... and Zabaione"

Everywhere he seems to like alcohol, the answer came back.

Is it hardly a pinch of booze?

In the last "Zabaione", egg yolks and sugar are well foamed and boiled with white wine. Definitely white wine would be the reason.

A sigh of tea reminded Darya of the return of the royal castle.

"Sorry, I made a mistake today not knowing either and I almost annoyed Wolfe"

"What's wrong?

"In the hallway, I told Randolph that I should walk a little closer to the diagonal back, not directly behind the knight... or something like that. There's so much I don't know, I'll talk to other chambers of commerce next time."

"... 'Randolph'?

There were certainly two months for Wolfe to change from Lord Goodwin to Randolph.

Darya and Randolph were just with us from the building to the waiting for the royal castle carriage.

So how can it be called 'Randolph'?

It's not something I'm obsessed with, but it's oddly hard to ask.

"Yeah, because some royal castle places are loud. If I didn't know how to be polite, I still don't think I can be the Chairman of the Chamber of Commerce, because even though Wolfe is the guarantor, I don't like it if it bothers me."

"Randolph is a boulder... I had no idea"

"Is Master Randolph a nobleman, too?

"I guess it's easier to understand the Count Goodwin family, the eastern border uncle. He's the second son there."

"'For Wolf's sake, for self-defense,' he recommended. You're a good friend."

"... oh, I'd appreciate it"

Wolfe felt sorry for herself for thinking a lot of things she didn't understand.

Both Darya and Randolph were just caring about themselves.

Hi. I can't catch my pace today. I'm sure it's because of what kept getting unfamiliar.

"Socks and layers are going to be quite widespread in the Wang capital. In time, like Dalya's father, I guess the honorary baron's recommendation will also come out. Our captain is going to push."

Being the Baron Emeritus should be financially and positively advantageous.

But Darya answers with a bitter face.

"Now you'll never need a Baron recommendation..."

"Why? Being the Baron Emeritus, as a magician, wouldn't be a lot of convenience?

"I think it would be convenient... Did you know that when you are a Magic Instructor and get a Baron position, it is easy for the item from which you receive the recommendation to be 'nicknamed'? My father was called the Baron of Water Heaters."

"Really? That's my first ear."

When the Magic Instructor becomes the Baron Emeritus, it seems he can have two names. I also feel just a little prettier.

"Now it's recommended, and it's a bit like being called the 'Five-Finger Sock Baron' or the 'Baron in the Shoe,' but wouldn't you hate it if you bent over to the bend and called 'Baron Waterworm'?"

"Buh."

For the second time today, Wolfe couldn't stand it.

Dalya narrows her eyes like a line to a young man laughing at the momentum that makes her breathing difficult as it is.

"'Volfredo, Dear'?

"Sorry... really, just give me a break..."

The young man's shoulder, desperately trying to stop laughing, was shaking for a while.