Next Life

Marius said.

"You've been neglecting to interact with your daughters lately, haven't you?

In one word, a luncheon with a rapprochement was to be held in a few days.

Around the time the details were decided on that day, I guess my daughters had something to think of as well.

The food is barbecue.

It is vegetables in the meat of cattle, deer, and sheep that are prepared.

Later, drinks are all kinds of alcohol, rosewater for Catherine who can't drink alcohol.

It is the court cooks who make the entrance, and the participants only need to bake it.

There were those who looked serious with those who were horrified when they heard it, but here we make love.

And the day.

Marius had his head.

At the end of that gaze, he stares sadly at the meat on the verge of charcoal by Rovisa and Burra.

They had never cooked before.

(I forgot)

Marius reflects as much as he wants.

That this is no place for rapprochement.

"I'll take your place."

That's what the samurai like Emma, Aina and Remica offer.

This is not supposed to be an anomaly, but they are also participants, so this time it will be safe.

Next to his daughters-in-law, who softly drop their shoulders, Katherine cooks them one after the other with the hand she's used to.

"With that said, can Princess Catherine do it?

"Yes."

Catherine responds well to Marius' words.

"In my Boltner, all royalty will receive survival training."

At times of need, you have to lurk in the woods, pick grass, nuts, etc., hunt animals and live.

That's why the people experience survival from childhood.

And royalty is no exception, says Boltner's national style.

(I don't know about that...)

Marius really wants to laugh.

If you are a royal family of one country, isn't it your mission to do everything in your power so that you don't have to let your people live like that first?

That said, I can't complain because I'm helping because of that teaching now.

"Dear Marius, go ahead"

Catherine smiles and offers a skewer stabbed with meat and vegetables.

Marius received his thanks and just cheeked.

Exquisite in both fire and seasoning additions and subtractions, Marius accidentally loosens her cheeks.

"How about that?

Marius nearly smiled at the young princess, who inquired with anxiety in her eyes.

"It's okay. It's delicious."

"Good."

Catherine is relieved to exaggerate.

Look at that. Marius bakes herself all in return and hands it to Catherine.

"Go ahead."

"Thank you. You're getting used to it a lot."

Catherine looked at Marius' gestures and turned her eyes round.

"Yeah, I used to do a lot of things myself."

Yes, it is "old".

Most of the time, Marius came to this world for about a year at the most.

It felt like it had been about 10 years since so many things had happened.

I can't say anything to Marius, who has a distant eye, and Catherine shuts her mouth.

"Delicious."

"Good."

There was almost air flowing between them.

About two people are feeling heartfelt regret when they see it.

It is Barra and Rovisa.

The two, who were completely shadowy and had no good place, were once again taken to the others where they could be.

"I can't believe it's just so hard to bake..."

If Rovisa mourns,

"I don't even know what salting is."

Barra sighs, too.

They were born to be someone else.

At best, I have given a gift to some extent.

I also realized that I had never done this event, but on the contrary, I felt slight.

It can't be difficult to cook meat, taste it with salt, etc.

That's what I was thinking, but I have to say it was sweet.

However, they were not the only ones who were "sweet," as was Marius.

It was not difficult to bake and taste so that even his senses could be eaten.

So Marius said, "Even a princess who has never cooked should be able to do enough to bake or shake salt. If only it could be eaten poorly," he thought.

I was aware of the difficulty of finishing it according to each person's taste, and I didn't expect it to be that far.

I didn't think they could do anything so far.

In a way, I'd say it was a defeat for all the couples.

And not all humans are called to this dinner party.

Zofi, Al, and El are also in.

They couldn't say they were good, but they had managed to create something to eat.

"That was worth practicing on Elle's suggestion."

I say it like Zofi was relieved.

Once she knew that Marius could cook, Elle advanced her cooking skills to her boss and colleagues.

That takes a brilliantly centered form.

Praised Elle praised his shoulders,

"I can't say I hit it, unless your husband eats it."

And I humbled myself.

This time it is in the name of deepening the rapport with the wives, so I don't think there is any reason for us to be obnoxious without the wives.

Al and others are unhappy, but they shut up because of El and Zofi's "for your husband".

I guess it will be one "rapport" for them to teach their wives, but Elle is a virtual enemy to them.

It would be hard to beg to teach Elle before he incited scattered animosity.

(I need to reflect on this point...)

Elle had honestly admitted that it was premature to incite it.

If I had read that there was such a development, I would have taught him cooking techniques first, and then directed him to be hostile.

For Elle, Marius was the opponent whose behavior was difficult to predict right now.

And that's not just Marius.

Out of sight, there were Aulanis, Iris, and Sophia.

They had also been invited.

Initially, Marius had no intention of inviting her to them.

But Aulanis is surprisingly tense and sharp to the point of being unreasonable.

When I found out I had been hurt at a "food party"... I just imagined that Marius wanted headache pills and stomach pills.

The Aulanis is eaten without any meat or vegetables cooked.

"Yeah, that's just the king and he's got good meat."

I gave my thoughts satisfactorily as I let the blood get through my mouth.

Sophia wipes her husband's mouth like that.

The only sight I can think of is the schematic of a handy sister and a well-looked after sister.

Of course not.

Of the three demon kings, Aulanis is the only one eating raw.

Sophia and Iris took care of Marius once and baked properly before eating.

"It's supposed to be a rapport."

Sophia looked around as she chewed vegetables,

"You're splitting brilliantly."

and twinkle.

As she pointed out, it has been divided into a group of daughters-in-law and samurai, a group of horny devils, and a group of Aulanis and the others.

"Isn't that usual? Only Marius or the Succubus can come to me."

Aulanis laughed lavishly.

She doesn't seem to care about the details.

"It's supposed to be a way to improve that."

Sophia points it out, and Iris snorts.

They understood Marius' intentions very well.

Hate and their unwillingness to cooperate with Marius.

I'm just not trying to disturb you, so I'm telling Aulanis.

"Well, what's so funny about talking to a weak guy?"

That's what Aulanis says.

If I tried it on her, what Marius was trying to do was incomprehensible.

I can't move because I fall for the weak.

If you don't look beyond the strong, you're free.

That is what should also be called her backbone.

This idea, in fact, may not even be understood by Sophia and Iris, but they are not the two people who bother to tell it.

"Fair enough. Do you want to interact with me for what I've been fed?"

When Aulanis was somewhat full, he revealed that he would act in accordance with Marius' wishes.

Many humans will not believe in it, but she is courteous.

That's why I walked over to Barra and the others and talked to them.

"Barra, you can't be strong if you can't be as good as a meal on your own."

Aside from the topic, Barra, spoken to by the Great Demon King, first replies, surprised that she remembers her name.

"Yep. Not for the same reason, but I thought I'd learn to cook"

Elle rode Aulanice's move.

"That's surprising, Aulanis. I remember Lady Barra's name."

This represented the true meaning of most humans, so the wives wait for Aulanis's reply without rebellion.

"Hmm, I can remember anything I wanted to remember. I just don't feel like remembering."

I shrugged away at the demon king, with the exception of the two of them.

In short, it's not about memory, it's about motivation.

The two people I've known for a long time say, "This is what Aulanis is all about. I just thought," Now what? "

"So can we say our names?

To Elle's inquiry, Aulanis...

"It's Zofi, isn't it? Later....................."

Ya and lightly stuck in words.

I mean, Zofi decided he deserved to remember, but I guess he wasn't interested in the other two at all.

Katherine and Rovisa, who were listening to this, asked at the same time.

"Can you say my name?

…………

Aulanis throws his gaze away silently.

I still got the air.