My sister-in-law has become a brave man.

The Seventh Day of the Other World

Rarely did I wake up early so I'm a hippo.

I'll think of my immediate purpose until breakfast time.

First, find a way back to the original world.

Secondly, find out about the Demon King and the Brave.

In the meantime, let's read the books in the library in this castle, and find a place where the bad books are hidden.

Cosoli because I'm not going to pretend that thanks to the bloody magic book Bloody Grimoire [], the letters can now be read ([only in ancient languages (enchanted runes)]).

... and I was asleep twice sometime when I was thinking about that, and I was woken up by Heavenly Sound who came to call it breakfast time.

Well, this happens, too.

When I finished breakfast, I sent Heavenly Sound out for training, and as I tried to flutter around the castle again, I noticed some uh-huh signs.

One of them is following me from behind.

One is watching from afar.

I thought it was too soon, fluttering at the same pace as usual so that I wouldn't be able to understand when this one was noticing.

The Tanuki Oyazis were not hesitant to deliver every day, so they are about to get caught up in a power struggle.

The maids had also advised me that they were reacting faster than I thought, and more intensely.

I didn't mean to stay that long originally, so I didn't hesitate to have everything I could get.

Looks like you should tong it sooner than you thought.

To take action for the purpose I was thinking about this morning, there are too many restrictions in this state to make it difficult to move.

I don't know where I can find out if I can use "Darkness” (after all, it's an "enemy" certification in an instant, right?).

Mm-hmm.

Then today, I'm going to the kitchen.

Ask the maid first to get the maid clothes and old glasses.

They don't have a brunette, black-eyed person in this country, so I hide my hair, hide my eyes with my glasses, and change into made-up clothes.

So, infiltrate the castle's kitchen.

Gather information about the sweet circumstances of this world with eyes on an unfathomable cook peeling imo in one corner and helping peel.

That's how it turns out.

... Uh-huh, yum!

It was a situation that felt like.

There are flour-like ones, but the main thing is that they are used to make bread, and you think they eat some baked sweets but sprinkle rocky cookies with tea?

When I told her that I was Heavenly Sound's sister because I couldn't talk about it for long after blurring things out, it turned out that I was famous in part as the "brave man's“ plain ”sister" (after being scolded for turning into a maid and entering).

Uh, yes, yes.

Thanks for the compliment.

Forget that.

The stories of cakes and cookies, macarons and pound cakes, raw cream and custard cream that were in the original world got me quite interested (thanks to which I didn't have to be kicked out of the kitchen).

Especially the phrase "Heavenly Sound's Loved Thing" seems to have ignited their passion.

What's that look like? And stuffed, from raw materials to refining methods, from machines to cooking tools, etc... and root digging leaf digging, I can't know that much about it.

I specialize in eating what they made me.

Occasionally, I used to help, but I took the peacock and peeled the potatoes, so...

I like sweets a lot, so I know a little bit.

I twisted a tremendous amount of knowledge, involving a lot of people. Yeah, yeah, while I was at it, I tried to make pound cake and caramel for now.

... hmm?

Pretty bland, but, well, pound cake.

It's a lot too sweet. I want it on top, but, well, caramel.

It's Shilout's first try, so hey...

Before noon he went back to his room, changed his clothes and had Heavenly Sound and lunch.

In the morning there are two of us, with people like princes and heavenly sounds squire by day, and at night it is a recent habit for three of us to eat with the prince in it.

... uh.

When you go to lunch, you know exactly how reverse harlems form day by day.

With "squire = surround”, each character determines its standing position.

Natural idol is alive and well.

Well, that's the usual, so stick to it, I don't care.

Heavenly Sounds, who is the winner, likes no one in particular.

More than that, as far as I'm concerned, I just want to support the maids (hunters) who are trying (approaching) them in different ways (sometimes when there are rigids trying "out of rank” Vincent, I accidentally watch them).

In the afternoon, we'll get dressed again and go into the kitchen, where we'll resume making sweets.

If I think about it, I get more people.

Rumors of what I was doing in the morning have been broken, and they've got part-time cooks coming, merchants (called royalty) coming.

Well, it's good to have a lot of people.

There will be more ideas.

If that's what you think, what a pound cake you can make Heavenly Sound eat by dinner.

The cook was thrilled, and the merchant looked so happy to realize that it was also a business opportunity.

I was scolded by Heavenly Sound.

"Sister! Why are you doing such fun things all by yourself?

He wanted to do it with me.

Speaking of which, you liked making sweets.

But you have to train. - How about that?

In the meantime, until I find a way home, I need you to do it, "brave man."

I need you to increase your chances of survival, so hey.

I overhear my dissatisfied voice say, "Well, it's not YI," and I feed Pound Cake, the crystal of my day's hard work (which was mainly done by cooks and merchants), as "yes, ahem".

Heavenly sounds, with a stubborn face of mu, but honestly mouthing on sweets, were cute like bird hina.