"Dear Bae. Time for breakfast."

I was diving into the sea of thought, and Mita's voice pulled me up.

If you look at the watch, 7: 30. You're past breakfast time, aren't you?

"Wally, you're all waiting."

"No, Master Fiara made me start first. I need to interrupt Master Bae."

"Oh well. Thank you, lady."

I reached for the cold coffee and drank the rest.

"Mita, come eat. I'll eat here."

The weather is nice, and sometimes it would be B to eat outside.

"Then I'll have it here, too. What about the food?

"Mm-hmm. Do you have any porridge? And pickles."

I asked Mita because I felt that way.

"Yes. I made one a few days ago. Can the pickles be turnips? Soaked it up pretty good."

This fantasy of dark elves soaking pickles. There's something I'm not convinced of, but Mita's arm is fine. Toala can't beat it - it gives it a flavor.

Eating the porridge served and pickled turnips made me want some sweet plum. I like sweet plums.

"Pickled Plum Honey, Eat It"

Plum at Kainer's Home, do you want me to sell it? Try to make your own anyway.

"Oh, is it delicious?

"The sweet and sour ones suck. And it's delicious to eat in jam."

When I was a child in my previous life, my grandmother used to make it. Well, Grandma had a lot to eat because she was putting alcohol in it.

"Dear Bae. Hey, I'm coming to Kainer's Home!

"Huh? Oh, come on in"

What the hell is wrong with you? and flew away in a transfer batch before asking.

Well, I guess I'll be back in time, so I kept eating.

"Bae!"

And, Mr. Lucert and Mr. Ponite, and, what is it? Mr. Elf the man. I remember Mr. Ponite's son, but, well, he's your son, okay.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa. Have you had breakfast?

"Oh, I ate at the inn. I eat too much because it tastes so good. You're gonna get fat before you go home."

That's definitely ten kilometers more than when we first met. Well, it's still over 60 kilometers.

"I don't feel sorry for a fat hunter."

"I know. It's still a muscle!

I don't know about fat elves, but I don't know about Macho.

"Either way, don't fall off the tree because it's heavy. Wally's still at breakfast, so make it right. Would you like some tea?

"Then I'll come on horseback."

And, Lüchert ran to the livestock hut and immediately ran across to Sonata to somewhere.

"... I told you I'd be there after breakfast..."

Damn. When it comes to horses, you can't see around them.

"Don't come home for an hour like that. Doremi. Ask the two of you for tea."

"I'm in awe"

I left it to Doremi, who had been transformed from cat to maid type, to restart the breakfast.

"... this place is rich..."

Suddenly, your son shrugged. Something made me feel jealous.

'Cause I tried.

Spread fertilizer where it's not even a concept of fertilizer, hunting demons and vermin down the tunnel. Call a pedestrian so that the caravan stops. How could it have been so hard? Well, it was worth it.

"What do you want to do to live? What do you want to do? Good luck. It's the loser's valve."

If you don't want to live that pride in your chest, do it. If you pierce it, fine. I'll admit I'm fine. I think it's awesome. But I don't want to imitate it. Whether I'm covered in mud or not, I don't care what I do to live. Use everything, use everything. There's no repellence or discrimination there. I'll live with anything.

"Envious of other people's luck and hard work doesn't make it your own. Even if it's mine, it's confusing. There will always be distortions and you will be unhappy. If you don't believe me, do it."

I sent out dozens of gold plates from infinite bags and a weapon I bought from the Doctor.

"Some idiot said there's nothing I can't buy with gold. I said I could have protected you if I had the strength. Yeah, I'm not denying it. If you can, you can. But I believe there's something I can't buy with gold, and I don't think power is everything. If you can buy it with gold, you can buy it with more gold, and you can let it overshadow you with more power. So I use not only money, not only power, but trust and credibility. I use even grace and hate. Because I have something to protect, and I want to live a good life."

Because I'm not going to ask anyone else for it. It's each self-assertion, you can do it on your own.

"... I said rude things. Sorry......"

Mr. Ponité bowed his head.

"I don't mind. If you look rich, it's proof that what I did wasn't a mistake."

I'm not angry about your son's inclusion. I just wanted to brag about that struggle and have legitimacy for what I've done.

"Well. It was a pleasure. Doremi. Clean up, please. You two can have some tea. I'll have my luggage ready by the time Lucert gets back."

He rose out of his chair and headed to the livestock shed to get out the luggage truck he was riding in the city of Barial.