Murabito Desu Ga Nani Ka?

Elf's Toddler Girl and the Strongest Villager Part 4

"... but... it was really dirty. If I hadn't rented it out, I'd have annoyed the other customers."

With that said, Lilith came in with Liz in the dining room of the inn.

Liz woke up just in time for dinner.

Nothing. I could have had dinner first, but because of that... I was waiting in the dining room.

The dishes arranged on the table are white bread, broccoli in mashed potatoes accompanied by beef sirloin steak. And it's potage soup.

What's more, for sirloin steak, it's the finest thing I've had the innkeeper cook by handing over raw beef removed from Lilith's item box.

There are many bad meats on the market around here. In that sense, the type of item box that stops Lilith's time is very useful.

Because the MP shares it with me, it would be outrageous if my ability to accommodate it was serious... well, that's good.

And naturally, the steaks on our table are not very common or common adventurers.

Well, we have money, so we can get our hands on it.

In the first days of my training, I said I had the momentum to eat demonic meat and stuff raw... but not once my tongue gets fat.

and Liz, an eight-year-old girl, a blonde elf, opened her mouth as she sat at the table, black-and-white her eyes.

"Take this... can I eat it?

That's what he asked me, staring at the steak with his craving eyes.

She was dumped in Slam Street until earlier. There's no way this is gonna happen in front of a meal like this.

but Lilith said pissily away.

"... can't be good. This is me and Lute's meal."

"That's right..."

Liz made a shunny look.

Lower your long lashes with a sad, carefree look like the end of the world.

I mean, Kako... you look amazing. He's got his nostrils through him, and his eyes are big. Blonde blue-eyed, elf-specific long ears...... if it was Osama with a dangerous hobby, I'd be salivating this.

In the next few years they will grow up beautifully on Cordelia and Lilith levels.

"… you have a special menu"

In Lilith's words I snapped my fingers patsy.

Then the innkeeper general brought the earthen pot here.

"It's a specially made rice cooked with chicken gallows. Seven grasses and chicken eggs are ingredients. You, you haven't had dinner with Locke in days, have you? All of a sudden, my gut startles me when I eat solids. Well, it's supposed to be good for digestion because it's simmering to the point of being drowsy."

So again, Liz made her eyes black and white.

"A chicken egg is... a very precious ingredient, isn't it?

"Don't worry too much about that neighborhood"

Well, actually, instead of chicken eggs... it's an undead egg rice cooker in soup I took stock of with the bones of the undead.

The seven grasses I'm putting in were centered around elixirs...... there are plenty of medicinal herbs used like alchemists and pharmacists who would fall apart.

The nourishing effect is outstanding, and even the old man who has slept for a few years should be able to get up the next day and finish cooking at a level where he is likely to participate in the marathon.

It doesn't matter if it's debilitating forever, so it's a dimension that I've been trying to be a little serious this time.

The innkeeper also looked strange when she handed him the ingredients, but well... the general wouldn't know what the ingredients were, so it would be safe.

When I let the dishes cook from the earthen pot, I took the spoon and Liz carried it to her mouth in a way that she said was terrified.

"Ah... delicious..."

That would be delicious.

Seriously, it's a level of cooking that I can't put an amount on.

Not only does immortality have a tremendous nourishing effect, but it is also usually very good as an ingredient.

Chemical condiments and ingredients are not in the locks, but with this bird gala... even my cooking arm to the extent that I used to work part-time in a tavern and ramen shop... I am confident enough to fight a ramen shop that can queue bees.

"No... this... is true... delicious..."

Next thing you know, Liz carries a rice cooker to her mouth.

Great momentum or something......

It's like the guys in the rugby section of high school are in the middle of all-you-can-eat BBQ... Liz cooks rice with momentum reminiscent of a heavy machine.

"Come on, chew slowly and well"

When I saw how it was, Lilith and I looked at each other and laughed bitterly.