Outaishihi ni Nante Naritakunai!!

"Strawberries, whichever way"

A large kitchen in the mansion. So I was wearing fabric to cross my nose.

From earlier on, I feel more than one hot gaze.

I can see you staring at this one with an intriguing look on your face.

I smiled bitterly and looked back, calling out to Chef Thomas. is a tall little fat guy around 60, but he always cooks good dishes he can trust.

"If you're curious, I'll give you the recipe, okay?

"!! Are you sure? Master!!"

Saying so with a smile on his face, the chef as well as his men's cooks embarked on it.

My face catches the name I'm still unfamiliar with.

... Yeah, why don't you guys stop calling that master?

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One of my hobbies in my previous life was cooking.

Chinese, western, and everything can be made for Japanese cuisine, but specializes in confectionery in particular.

There are numerous similar ingredients in this world as in the previous world, but there are overwhelmingly few types of recipes. It is a shame that all the dishes themselves are just excellent and delicious.

But I couldn't have spoiled this situation because I loved eating and making it.

If you don't want something to eat, you just have to make it.

Fortunately, I have the technology.

To my mind, I decided to reproduce a recipe I had just made a long time ago.

And right now, I'm focused on reproducing Japanese confectionery.

Why Japanese sweets?

Strangely enough, Western confectionery was abundant in this world, but there was no such thing as Japanese confectionery.

There are also tiramisu. There is also Millefeuil.

But somehow, there's no such thing as you.

Though I say I love that slight sweetness!! I don't believe it.

And if you don't, humans, with something that makes you want to eat extra.

I'll do it, I'm all excited.

I thought this was the only reproduction menu part 1.

I desperately remembered my old memories and vowed to do everything in my power to recreate 'Dafu'.

Indeed, when I was 13 years old. I think he's a totally unattractive kid even now that I remember him.

The head chef of the Sassaya Mansion will have trouble with the Duke's warrant, who says selfishly that he wants me to lend him a corner of the kitchen.

I still thank him for nodding to me for not interrupting.

At the very least, I took off the time I thought I was busy and took the work seriously.

It was you who started it. Even though there are beans, there was no such concept in this world. I just have to figure it out myself.

Seeing me desperate to make something I don't really know, the other cooks, who were at first eager to see what was going on in the far-roll, gradually became more soothing.

"Dafu", which I managed to do so, was not at a level that I could even be satisfied with flattery.

However, it is a nostalgic memory that the unknown sweetness of Anko made the cooks who gave them a taste feel and cry out.

Afterwards, 'Dafu', which produced a layered and convincing flavor of creativity, was embraced by this world with shock.

My brother, who stumbled on silence, liked it and took the liberty of bringing it to the castle.

'Dafu' is still unknown to humans in this world.

At first, it was surprising that the people who had spoken while his brother was advancing quickly became more comfortable with the sweetness and touch that he had never experienced.

Rumors broke out, and a lot of people crammed into my brother for it, but my brother didn't respond just to laugh.

The original recipe of the Duke's Cuisine cook was twitched, and he kept all of it secret without giving details.

When hidden, I want more. That's what human beings are for, and ever since then I have sought Dafu and his method of making them, and more intermediaries have been sent to my home.

Of course, my father and brother didn't allow it, so it was all an attempt, but it was my brother's fault.

By the way, this was a few years ago, but I still can't forget the taste of Dafu I ate once in the castle, and they have someone to take care of my brother.

When I heard rumors that one of them seemed to be someone hostile to my brother back in the day, I thought it was absolutely deliberate.

"He doesn't have eyes for sweets."

I know my brother was squealing like this a few days before I took Dafu on my own.

Such Dafu is now well received by the Duke's family as a popular favorite.

"Dafu" for handicrafts when climbing the castle.

"Dafu" is also used to go to a good friend's house.

The dessert that entertains the guests is also very receptive to the combination of "Dafu" and the rarity that we can only eat.

As far as I'm concerned, I have other recipes and I don't think I need to stick to Dafu, but my father surprisingly likes them so I keep them.

My father, who hesitated somewhere at first, now loves me so much that I break up with him.

If you look at what I take to the castle occasionally, perhaps His Majesty also serves it. I've never heard of it directly, but I feel that way.

It was a Dafu making that began entirely with my desire, but as a result I seemed to have been able to contribute much to this House. I'm glad about that.

But to be honest, it's not funny when you're making Dafu all the time.

There are other sweets I want to reproduce like mountains.

Tired of making Dafu in the end, I decided to pass on that detailed recipe to the chef.

It's a hassle, so I'm asking you to make it instead.

By the way.

When it comes to teaching Dafu recipes, the chef has complained with his eyes round.

Can I tell myself such an important secret?

The so-called technicians in this world see moves, steal them and remember them, but they're basic. Even cooks are no exception. That's all cooks with original recipes are treasured, and quite a few say they won't tell them until they die.

From what I can tell, I think it's a more worrying issue that delicious food is buried in the dark because of that, but if you try them, they don't.

With a slight nod to me, the chef bowed his head all the way to the frame. And he begged me to worship him as a master.

I naturally rejected that wish. I don't want that.

It's a hassle, so I just thought I'd let you make it instead.

But neither Thomas nor his men shook their heads and gave up a single step.

I ended up gaining momentum and as their master I was supposed to reign in our kitchen for some reason...

"Strawberries to Dafu is a fresh idea!! Master!!"

What we're making now is what we call 'Strawberry Dafu'.

I've never been called 'Lady' by them since then. "Master" is a choice.

My father says nothing, so there is no stopping him, and in the end there is even this presence.

"Though I think Dafu salt and Dafu onigi are delicious, I still like Dafu strawberries the most."

From the people who lived in that world, it seems to be a natural idea, from the people who never thought about it, it's a flying thing. I know, but it's strange.

Yes, it was me who found out that the cat was worn off from my family, but I couldn't change my attitude after all, and I decided to spend as much time at home as I had done before.

In the second half of the dowry's life, it was a torn cat, but I thought I'd keep wearing it.

"" Salt Dafu, "is it! You got another new recipe in mind!! Master Boulder!!

"Ah."

... Shit.

He seems to have spoken of extra things because of his blurry thinking.

I accidentally put my hand on the temple, but I heard words that would be 'salt Dafu' and 'onion Dafu', and Thomas and the others have already heated up on their own.

When this happens, something called a cook doesn't stop.

No, Dafu is fine now, let me make something else for real, but this doesn't seem to subside.

While I was wondering what to do, I just decided to run away.

Smile and tell Thomas.

"I have business to attend to. Now I'm going to be rude."

"Ah, master!!

While they had their thoughts on many of the Dafu they had yet to see, I hurriedly boxed in the strawberry Dafu I could and I left the kitchen to escape.

Sounds like Thomas was still saying something, but decides not to ask.

When it comes to cooking, he persists as soon as possible. I don't care how much time I have.

I managed to send my disciples back to the room, but I was very tired.

"Ugh, I almost dug the grave..."

I don't feel like I already dug it, but if you care, you lose.

Place the box on your desk and wrap it up beautifully with wrapper paper, dressed in shiatsu and outdoor clothes.

And as usual, it was me trying to get the rope out of under the bed, but Fufu got my head.

"... could it be..."

... I don't think so, but it's worth a try.

Looking out the window for a little while, I turned around and turned my heel back. Take the wrap and go down the big stairs with a face that won't eat.

In the lobby in front of me was my mother, and she looked at me with the wrap and tilted her neck.

I don't touch my outfit like a town girl in any way.

"Oh, Liddy, are you going out?

"Yes, Mother. Thank you for your help."

"Yes, don't be too late."

"Okay."

I was really lightly dropped off and I went outside the mansion.

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... dude.

... Whoa, whoa, whoa.

I walked out silently for a few steps, but squatted on the spot with my feet perfectly rested.

Hold your head.

"Wow, the worst..."

I knew you were out of it too......

I thought it might be if the cat was worn off, and I thought about going out the front door with a positive attack, but my mother dropped me off lightly.

... had a very normal attitude.

"Yes...... hey. I thought it was strange..."

There's no way my outing is out of order because of our security posture, which doesn't allow any intrusion.

That's why he kept his mouth shut on it, saying he knew all about me getting out the window desperately.

"Cool......"

falls off his shoulders.

I thought it would be broken. I thought so, but this is embarrassing when it gets through like this lightly.

"... well should I think this has made it easier to get outside"

I should have noticed sooner anyway.

I don't have to think so, but I can't help it.

I told myself, I got back on my feet.

Let's just get it done.

What I said to my mother is not a lie.

Those who took care of me - I'm going to thank Mr. Derris again.

Because of this, you should have had one of the souvenirs, which is why I was stuck in the kitchen in the morning.

"By now, are we fighting..."

Two, look up at the sky and twinkle.

A blurry view of the sardine clouds spreading like candles.

After that, Fried didn't pick up the next day.

That's natural, too.

Because Tarim's sudden assault has led him to battle north in the night.

It was from my father the morning after he came out to be informed of it.

His Royal Highness was outnumbered.

I was told so briefly, and I just nodded yes.

I could honestly accept it because my brother had told me beforehand, but honestly my heart was disturbed.

I don't know how much Fried is strong, I don't know what will happen.

Is that what you're fighting for?

It's not perfect for me to be reincarnated from a warless, peaceful country.

I've always thought that there was a war in this world, and even though I understand that it's also a current form of progression, it's a story that has nothing to do with me somewhere.

Anyone who lives in this country knows that he is the general of the army that will stop Talim from going south.

Standing as the general commander who bound the three knights, he headed to support one of them, the gathering of elite knights, the Knights of Primera, to the uncle of the Sharm border.

And I also know that some of that army is accompanied by a sorcery division led by Will as backward support.

It is only natural that the magician's captain can unlock the transfer gate carrying the army.

But hearing Will went didn't make me so anxious every year......

After all, is it the difference with the rear support unit?

I hear Fried fights on the front lines.

When you are a general, you are usually in command in the rear.

But his fighting power is so high that he can win more efficiently by being on the front line. Hence he is always on the front line.

He's not a pose, he's a true soldier.

The future king of our country who butchers enemies, inspires allies, and brings victory.

That's his role.

"Injury... I hope I didn't"

Until now, I didn't know him.

So I didn't think anything of it.

But if you know what people are like, you can't care less.

Because it's war. That's fighting on the front lines, too.

You can't be worried.

Yes - that's why I care so much.

Still, I can't help but think about it.

All I can do is pray that the two of you are safe.

Block it, it's not like something's gonna change.

And no one would want that.

That's about all I know.

- So, with me as usual.

When I breathed gently and switched my mind, I started walking again.

The purpose is Mr. Derris' shop.

How will she react to this assortment of Dafu and Strawberry Dafu prepared in gratitude?

"I hope you're happy"

Lift the wrap gently and chuckle.

What would it be if I heard I was the creator of the rumor 'Dafu'?

The same is true of this case, but I am much obliged to Mr. Derris.

I hope I can give it back at all.

It's still a little early season to say winter.

Watching the golden wind rock the trees, I relaxed and walked out toward the castle town.