Rice for Enoch’s Second Expeditionary Unit

On the tree were ripe mangos twitching. I can't give up.

"Mel, I knew I'd climb the tree to get it"

"Mr. Zara, it's dangerous."

"He said there were snakes too, so it would be dangerous if they were wrapped around trees, wouldn't it?

"Snakes......!

Snakes were caught and skewered and eaten if they were non-poisonous individuals. In the Lislis family, it was precious meat.

If I told you I was even eating a snake, Mr. Zara would dont pull me off. Here, keep your mouth shut without saying, "Snakes are fine".

"Wait a minute. 'Cause I'll pick it up soon."

That's what Zara said, tapping up a skirt to the ankle and tying it in the hips. Rugged and long legs were revealed at all costs.

"The, Mr. Zara, Ah, my legs, I see them!!

"Huh?"

"Huh?"

Time stops.

Zara didn't seem to care about her leg exposure.

"Uh, you know, Zara's legs, why don't you show them to me?

"You know, Mel. If a woman was exposing me, it would be a problem, but I'm a man, so it's okay."

"No, but the legs of someone as beautiful as Zara should be protected. If I show it to someone else, no."

"It's okay, 'cause I'm only gonna show it to Mel"

"Oh, I see!

That's why I hear you can look at Zara's beautiful legs.

Mr. Zara, barefoot, climbs more and more trees.

What is it? The only thing that bothers me is watching this, the Ikenai thing.

Or so I said, I couldn't turn a blind eye. Then I see Zara climbing, cancer from the bottom.

I don't know... beauty is a sin.

The mango on the tree, Zara jumped in a bag of skirts.

"Look, Mel. So many picks."

"Exactly."

Put it in the nix you were bringing and go back to the sandy beach in the mood.

Have you been walking in the woods for about an hour?

On the beach, I witness the sight of surprise.

"O meat no skewers, baked ketail yo!

Oh, my God, isn't that album handing out its own baked meat?

I thought you seemed to eat it yourself.

"Ah, pancake no daughter mo, food betay kinayo!

"Album, okay?

"Iyoo"

I got Zara's share and a lid skewer. It is naturally delicious because it is a good meat bought on a budget set by the Marquis. Soft, juicy, simple to season with salt and pepper, but the gravy looked like a fine sauce and was very tasty.

"Album, this skewered grilled meat, it was a good grill."

"Yo cutter!

Album looked in a good mood, shaking his tail.

What are the others doing?

Captain and Mill enjoyed burying Urgas on the beach.

"Hey, Little Squirrel, keep the sand on Urgas' groin"

"Uh, why?

A mill who asks questions in the face to instructions like a fool is a horrible child......!

"I mean Captain Ludtink, don't give Mill weird orders!!

"Sorry, Greater Squirrel"

"Who is the Great Squirrel!!

Incidentally, the captain's wife, Ms. Melina, was single-handedly reading fruit juice. Somehow, it's an elegant way to spend time.

Mr. Gull and his wife, Frederica, were crossing Sura to build a sand castle.

Epilepsy with stretched hands of sand mountains!! and slapping sluts in a row is too cute.

It's a dusty family.

Stella was swimming at sea with Deputy Berley.

Sounds kind of fun. A familiar stellar, but he seemed to forgive Lieutenant Berley for his heart.

Nice vibe, dusty.

Zabar!! And I wondered if there had been a loud noise, and Sir Ice Colletta in armor came from within the sea.

I can't believe you're swimming in your armor.

In addition, huge fish were held in his arms.

"Here we go, sea sorora!!

I'm kind of screaming mysterious words. This one sounds fun and above all.

In one place, phantom beasts were gathered. Peek in wondering what you're doing.

There was Alita in the center, and she seemed to be skinning the fruit.

"Guys, wait a minute."

It's not just peeling. It could be in the form of a rose, or a waterfowl.

He was making artistic cuts. These seem to hawk the minds of the phantom beast women.

Amelia said, "Too pretty to be eaten ~ I," etc., glowing her eyes.

Here again, the parents and children of the Lichtenberger family loved phantom beasts with sparkling eyes.

"Mel, with this mango, shall we make something"

"Nice."

It's hot, so I'd like something to sappy with.

After discussing it, I decided to try to make a drink called Lassie.

"Will Mel peel the mango and rinse it in her breast bowl? I'll prepare the juice."

Copy that, sir.

The mango just adds a knife, and the juice overflows with juice. It's hard to strip, but I just have to work hard.

Mr. Zara was mixing milk with yogurt and sugar to make the juice under Lassie. Along the way, he helped me peel.

Once the soaked mango is mixed with the juice, it is the completion of the mango lassies.

Sounds like a cold drink with an ice demon stone.

When I handed it out to everyone, it was very popular. It was a delicious juice that was sappy and very drinkable.

At night, we make a giant incineration and a salt grill of giant fish that Sir Ice Coletta has caught.

That was amazingly tasty and greatly exhilarating.

And - tent the beach and spend the night.

Mill was sleeping on a pillow holding Deputy Berley. "Whoa, whoa," he penetrated, trying to pull it apart, but didn't leave. Lieutenant Berley smiled lightly, "I'm fine. Let me sleep," he said. How sweet of you......

To Mr. Thick Sister, I will preach tomorrow.

Nevertheless, my eyelids are heavy because I've played around.

At the moment of the nagging, Liezelotte, who fell asleep next to him, whispered in his ear.

"Mel, Dad, that sounded like fun. It was rare. It was hazy."

"That's good."

"Thanks"

"Welcome, thank you."

It was a proposed event for the Marquis, but I enjoyed it for the first time of the day too.

"We'll come back next year."

"Yes."

Talk about that, get some sleep.

Really, it was a good day.