Good morning. Stay well today.
Today is me expecting a brass club and an encount. Yes.
Breakfast is for dinner. Miso soup, egg rolls and pickles for rice. Classic. I'll make lunch at last.
Today's lunch is ginger-baked lunch. I also made it possible to remove the vegetables from the simmering dish, but the colour is not good. Overall, it looks brown. … refine.
Speaking of which, I had quite a bit of meat in when you guys cleaned up the demon, so I guess it's time to put it together again for bacon or something. Is today's waiting time for the dismantling and processing of meat?
Well, I don't know about you guys having breakfast, I think I feel heavy.
I can't help it. Today's collection is scheduled near the English Department Laboratory. I don't know now, but at least Fukuyama was where you used to be. I mean, if you suck, you count Fukuyama.
Naturally, it is also natural to feel heavier. If Homura had you at times like this...! I have to think, apparently. I know how you feel.
Sang, Homura contacted me this morning. Homura can see how your human being is doing, even if you don't have anything in particular to contact me on a regular basis.
Thank you. They say it was the jungle once they crossed the lava zone, making it difficult to search the classroom.
Instead, the monster is not that strong, and even the fruit and meat seem to be abundant and delicious, and it was good there.
Yeah. Even if it's relaxing for you, it looks like you can handle it, and I want you to work hard without having to.
And now that you're all out with your dead eyes, I'm going to go through the surveillance system as well, dismantling and processing the meat.
There are a lot of herbs and spices these days, and it's fun to have a wide range of dishes.
So I'm going to use this area to make bacon.
... no? Besides, if you throw it into a physics lab that's totally an item inventory, it doesn't have time to go by, so you can keep the meat raw. I can save it...... but the bacon isn't delicious.
There are so many delicious parts of this delicious meat, there are so many spices, I don't want to make something delicious.
...... so it's bacon.
Yeah, the truth is, it would be best if a pork monster came out. But you don't see it, do you, pig? So I'll make it out of pigs.
Cut the young pig's three pieces of meat into blocks and salt it with the spices.
Yes, that's all we have to do today. I'll have to salt it for about a week.... But even with all this, it's a lot of labor.
For some reason, pigs, there's a lot of them. Maybe there are two digits.
Dismantling is an instant, but splitting that split meat again, that's already it!
Besides, it's three pieces of meat to be bacon, but I want to boil the front leg and keep it like a boiled pig, and the loin, fin and momomomo want to be fried, grilled, and boiled without smoking, and if you look closely, there's a deer thrown in the back of the pig. I accidentally found it and treated it that way...... yeah, something was very difficult.
But if you finish it, a neat item inventory (physics lab).
Yeah, the pantry has to be like this. You have to be neat and tidy. I knew it. It's not good!
... And, hey, you think it came to me.
... When I left it in the classroom, it seemed that there was no internal time lapse. That's why things don't rot and it helps.
And that also means that… if left inadvertently, salting never proceeds.
So I'm going to go and let them just put salted meat where it can be kept out at all times. "Metastasis".
"Ah, Senior Maido! What's the matter, sir?... Uh, what's that?
"Hi Hanamura-san. Mr. George, are you there?
"I'm here. You seem to be asleep, so you're going to wake me up!
Yes, this is Deiche Mall pawn shop. Salted meat is proceeding properly here. So I'd like to borrow a corner of here and let you keep the meat...
... Somehow, from Mr. George's room and around his thoughts, I heard a tremendous dottable sound and a scream that seemed to belong to Mr. George... A little while later, Mr. Hanakura, who was good at it, and Mr. George, who was not well.
... uh, uh... yeah, I don't know what to say. Hanamura-san went away after being called by Mr. Singkawa.
Well, yeah, how sad that Mr. George was woken up and left out. Yeah, put that aside. It's the real deal.
"Mr. George, I'd like to borrow a few of the cool spots here."
"Hmm?... Oh, to put that away? Yeah, that's okay... what?
"It's meat."
When I open the lid, which is like a big barrel of wood, the meat is packed inside like pressed sushi.
"This is the finest meat of pigs, which is going to be bacon in the near future. I use plenty of spices and seasonings. You can put it in soup or use it for stir-frying. Because the flavour and aroma will be wonderful. Yeah, of course it would be juicy and crispy and delicious to bake as is. … well, I think it would be just right for a snack of alcohol"
When I repeated the explanation to incite it, I could see that Mr. George would drink his saliva.
"If I could put this down, I'd split the cost of the place with the bacon I could thank you for."
"All right, leave as much as you can! I'll lend you the basement!
... Alright.
"All right, then you can use it here."
Guided is a basement of about 6 tatami. It is a cancerous room with nothing.
"The basement next door is a pantry, but I'm not using this one. You're free to use it. I just want to thank you, okay?
"Yes, thank you very much. Look forward to your bacon."
Bring all the meat into the basement and 'transfer' again. I think we need to treat the venison next time.
After lunch when the venison was also rose and salted, the maid finally conveyed the sensation of 'coming' from the doll. Oh, finally! The ghost maid's turn!
If you take a quick look at the visual information on the maids, it does look like they are picking fruit from fruit trees and coming to this side more and more.
I deliberately took less fruit from the fruit tree. Looks like they'll move at an early pace.
We don't engage because there are fewer monsters, and the pace inside. If you follow the fruit tree, you'll see this building again. Probably come by if you see it.
I'll 'disguise' the ghost maid so that I can come any time I want.
We also call for vigilance on the maid dolls placed in each position of the house so that it is ok to enter Pattern B. Because these kids will be my eyes. Important.
Then I used the "Communication" bracelet to report back to you.
'Come on, if you can't seem to do it, run away'. Yeah, I thought I'd do it nicely and show you.
Then a little while later, the brass club people finally found this house.
... but we all seem to be discussing even what to do and we don't come this way at all.
Yeah, discreet and above all. But hurry this way, too. I'll be right there.
As I walked out the front door making as much noise as I could, the people in the brass club looked at me in unison. Maybe it just looks like someone in the distance.
And then again, even if you found me, it was deceptive, so you approach from me.
"Um, customers, right?
I was a ghost, I was a ghost, and when I spoke to myself, a woman who had decided to be a boulder or an instructing clerk during fruit collection took a step forward.
"We are the trumpet clarinet part of the brass club!
... Yeah, that introduction won't help. Though it makes a lot of sense not to give personal information.
"Yeah, and rinse, huh? What is it?
I'm a ghost maid in this world, so I don't know that.
When I gave it back, obviously the others started bothering. Yeah. You guys are new to seeing people in this world. A ghost, though.
"Oh, that man's legs!
And then one of them noticed that my legs were clear. Uh, good. I didn't think they'd notice.
"I was a maid serving that house, but I died in an accident a few years ago. But it's untrained, and it's still here."
"Clarinet, cover the part! Trumpet part, engage!
"Yes!"
"Yes!"
... Pattern B Cut! Listen to people all the way to the end!
"Stay, stay, listen!
Mr. Maid, the dolls are in the garden too, so I don't have any trouble seeing them, but I assumed once I was in the house as a battlefield, and I didn't even assume I'd fight in a whole lot of places like this. Yikes!
"If you ask me a favor, I'll form a proper Buddha. Ah!
In the meantime, I avoid even the swords and spears of the trumpets.
"What can I give you that house as it is! I've been taking care of you since you died, so you can live right there. Yikes!
Whoa! Magic hit me! But there's just a mild impact and no damage at all. Wow, these made-up clothes.
... or something like that stopped the attack if I thought.
"Trumpet part, abort attack! Let's hear it!
"Yes!"
... do that from the start. Yikes!
"... so I'd like you to get the ring that I dropped on this pond"
Uh, right. The people in the brass club listened to me like people had changed.
And he said, 'I dropped the ring my husband gave me into the pond on the back, and I could have dived into the pond trying to take it, but I drowned and died, I'm a ghost, so I can't put it in the water. So when I told him that I wanted him to get the ring, he said, "Yes!" Together, he began to prepare to dive into the pond as the division of roles was decided.
"So, you can have this house, right?
And this part-leader-like girl is all cash.
Yeah. I don't hate it. It helps to talk fast, and I like people who are originally realistic.
"Yes. It's a house where no one lives anymore. I've been cleaning for a long time now, but I'm sure it would be more pleasant for new people to live in the house than for no one to live in."
"How many people can live here?
"We had a lot of servants at the moment, so we could afford 80 of them."
Beds are available for 100 people at a time. Yes, I don't know how many there are.
"Have you been cleaning a house like that all your life?"
Oh, is there some sympathy for me? Yeah, I don't hate you more and more. This guy.
"Yeah, we cleaned every day, little by little, in order"
And when I was talking, people came out of the pond.
"There was -! Is this it?
There is a ring in that hand. Yeah. This is the ring I deliberately dropped in the pond for this pattern A (max MP rise). Made with birds, by the way.
… but something unexpected happened here.