Reincarnated as a Villager ~ Strongest Slow-life

Mizuchi came out of all the captured Queols.

"Vicious, but saving you from dying in a cup of coffee."

I could also confirm that I would die if I applied a coffee moddle even if I was in my system.

"Dear Bae. The maid is awake."

If you look at the watch, two hours are up. I don't know if this is a dangerous time, but I can't see that dangerously from the feeling of a waking maid.

"No problems with pulse, pupils, fever,"

I don't have a problem with easy check-ups, but I'm afraid they're parasites. I think he might have some germs or something.

"Send the maid to Kainers. January is quarantine. Never go out there."

"... is everyone okay...?

Mita doesn't answer my instructions immediately and looks worried and asks. Exactly. Is the maid's path pierced in this situation?

"I guess it's settled fine. The same goes for my family as for the maids I work for. I won't let you die with any hands."

The last eleven years. I've studied medicine and networked to protect my family, and I can't die from parasites.

"Yes!"

I'll leave the maid's carriage to Mita and Kainers, and I'll make Quéor for the upako who sticks to the line.

"Me, pass because I'm disgusting!

And, when he started twitching, Mr. Merchant over his head flew off somewhere. The weak!

The beast, the fish, the demons, and all sorts of things. I don't know if you're sick of me. Let's just say the sea bugs are no thanksgiving.

"Can you eat this hair?

I can't think of a way to use it because the hair is short and wrinkly. Wouldn't work with worm hair either.

"Hey, I don't want it because I don't want it"

Well, a creature who likes hairs. Yes? I don't even eat goblins.

Since it is a junction knife, the Quor is easily removed, and the gut (something that looks dangerous) is discarded.

"Oh, come on..."

Disappointing upako. Can you eat it, gut?

"Raw"

I hate to say things like this one's drinking guard. Well, if you say you can eat, fine. There you go.

"I can't wait to taste this bitterness."

I don't know if it's common or getty eating. But I'm curious, so let's give the Ikenai kid a try.

Cut off the head and tail and carefully wash with brine just in case. Is that what this is about?

Though I've seen a lot of beasts and demons, it's a big mess. It was to distribute to the neighborhood, and the sapphires were doing it to eat.

So I have to make a decision somehow and somehow.

"Like this"

Three sips, cut into large bites, and sprinkle with salt and pepper.

Making stoves while tamed. This is soil magic. It feels like it's done instantly. Add charcoal and ignite easily with fire magic. You know, it's been a long time since you've had fire magic. I used to have a hard time getting it out.

Fire turns around in a nice way, putting the nets on and battling. What flavor do you show me?

"Rare, please"

I would definitely like to know where you have learned the word Rare and what it means, but now you are in a battle with Queor. Focus, me!

It looks like a moth and doesn't eat much of the gut system, so I don't know what the rare condition is, but, well, is this what it looks like? and put it in a plate of upako. What do you say?

"Come on!

Well, it doesn't seem like a failure.

Cook one after the other and serve on a plate of upako.

"You don't like the smell."

The smell of appetite filled the area, and my stomach attacked.

Don't think about me, I'm telling you it feels good. But I hesitate emotionally.

"Smells good."

And the Red Ghosts came together. Are you good at your job?

"Because I'm taking a break right now"

Outreach, are the Kainers less disciplined? Well, you're the one standing up there.

"If you want to eat, you can eat."

If you want to eat, don't say no to me. Eat your balls!

So the ingredients ran out. Bastards, come get some ingredients!

"Leave it to me! Bastards, scatter!

The bastards scatter into darkness with wild hearts. Yeah, those are the good bastards from Nori.

"Dear Bae, I would also like a pot!

A pot? Uh, sure looks like it would fit into a pot. Maybe a little spicy Godzil pan.

All right, do it! and throw the ingredients you have into the pan by smashing them into textos.

I don't like the flavor of the pan, even if it's texty. Add the gojil with the sauce and flavor (?). Come on, it's done. Eat, you bastard!

"... what are you...?

Mr. Merchant and Mita came back when I poured, baked and boiled the Quor.

"Yeah. That's what I wanted to ask someone, too."

Really, what am I doing? Tell me who it is!