Ryuugoroshi no Sugosuhibi

"Yeah, it's done."

In the ice room, Yusuke nods satisfactorily when she sees the cold hardened ice cream.

There are six glass vessels lined with a litre, each containing vanilla, grapes, apples, two strawberries and chocolate marbles.

In time, Kosuke opens his mouth towards the air by placing one strawberry and a chocolate marble in a Oka holding with the magic of cold temperatures.

"Well, please. Thank you with strawberry ice cream."

"Okay."

Mithalam's voice sounded small in the ice room, and Yusuke disappeared from it. At the same time, the remaining strawberry ice cream had disappeared.

What I asked Mithalam for was a transfer to Kouma. I can transfer myself, but I have to use dragon costumes, so it's a bit of a hassle. These transfers were not difficult for Mithalam, but a sufficiently satisfactory request in Ice Cream's reward.

Once, he was transferred to a room in the middle where Sizku was dressed and preached to Nagale in a sitting position for over an hour. Mitharam didn't mean to, he just put it near Sizuk, and it was just not a good time.

Ever since that happened, I've been trying to get him to put it in front of the mansion.

Yusuke, who flew in front of the Rubidasian family in Kouma, approaches the gate. Moving from the ice chamber under the midsummer sky, sweat seeps in. Kouma's summer was humid and hot, and I didn't hate Kosuke for this heat that was uncomfortable but similar to Japan's.

"Hello"

"Long time no see."

Speak to the familiar gatekeeper and get permission to enter. The gatekeepers know you can always come as a guest from Genou and don't have to go through any hassle.

"What are you doing today?

"It's been a hot day, so I'm gonna plug something cold in my sizzles and hiccups"

"Oh, that would be delightful"

Hikoichi is Shizuk's brother, and his sword talent is not that high. Or maybe a little bit more. But my head is cut off more than my sister. In my studies, I learn something before my sister. But it was also childish, and I was nostalgic when I took sweets and the toys sold there for souvenirs, as I did today.

I'm calling you both out, but you can't blame me for that. I was admitted to roaring the greats of the mansion. Except it wasn't the arm of the sword that made him roar, but the arm of the cook.

I practiced having rice balls, but not grilled rice balls, and I was asked if there was anything else I liked when I showed them, which prompted me to teach them.

Even though I have other scattered sushi and sashimi, I don't have gripped sushi so I tried to make it, make bowls, and make kiri tampons. They liked it at some point when I made it all with bat ingredients. And sometimes they were strong, and they stopped caring if they called them out.

By the way, when I pass on ten dishes, I get the title Preacher of Cooking.

Make a chunk of ice in the vicinity of the gatekeeper and enter the mansion.

The mansion is spacious with only aristocratic ones. There is a large dojo next to this mansion. Between the dojo and the mansion there is a partition with a wall, which can be reached by two doors.

Continue on the Japanese-style grounds, thinking you are tired of the ringing you hear from next door.

It would be a dojo dedicated to high brothers that has Shizuku and Hikoichi. I've been aiming for time to finish my morning workout, so I won't be there and I'll sit back and wait in the crossing near Genou's private room.

Oh, Lord Koske.

"Hello, Master Kikuno"

"Yes, hello"

It was Gen Oo's wife, Shizuku's mother, who spoke to Yusuke.

Wearing a light simple band for the summer, the glossy black hair is ponytelled with a string of Zhu. She is a soothing beauty of white colour. The year is the first half of thirty, with a general feeling of concern for the style breaking down, and coming from civilians, not nobles.

At the beginning of his familiarity with Genou, Genou fell in love at first sight with the kikuno who came to work for the Mansion. I welcome her as a regular room without worrying about her identity difference or anything, and she stays with me amicably without having a side room in the future.

To the first Rubidasian family of force, the awareness of political marriage was low and there was little opposition.

"What can I do for you today?

"Have another treat. I brought ice cream because it's hot."

That's what I said. I put my hand in the oka grip I left in the hallway.

"Those kids will love it."

Kikuno looks happy too. I guess that's why you're going to have it. I didn't touch the style whining afterwards.

"What did Master Kikuno do?

"It's time to finish your workout, so go get my husband and the kids"

"Was it"

"Excuse me for once."

I walk to the dojo with all due respect. Three minutes later I hear you all aligned saying good luck from the dojo.

And I heard mild footsteps, and signs of remembrance approached.

"Brother!"

"You look good."

"Yeah!"

Hikoichi in torso came running. There's sweat on my forehead and it looks hot. Hikoichi is the same age he was when he first met Shizuk, and it's time to be nine years old.

"Are you sure you have ice cream?!?

"I do. You should have it served after lunch."

"Do you have chocolate?

"I've made it right."

I am happy with a full smile that I did it. Chocolate marble is my favorite ice cream for hiccups and strawberries are my favorite ice cream for shizuku.

When I heard what had happened recently, a woman with a well-squeezed cloth approached me. This man, like Nagare against Sizku, is the one who has the care of Hikoichi around him.

"Dear Hikoichi! Don't move around without wiping your sweat."

"I'm sorry."

"Hello, Mr. Ouca. Are you still swayed by healthy hiccups today"

"Hello, you're swinging"

You're glad you're fine, Ouka grins and nods as she wipes the sweat off her hickoich.

Yusuke magically let out the water once, then washed the cloth and wiped the entire upper body. He has a refreshing look with a fever coming from his body.

To change out of his torso, Ouka draws his hand and Hikoichi is taken to his room.

"Lord Koske."

"Dear Genou,"

Genou, dressed for everyday wear, comes from the dojo.

Exactly rude to stay seated, I get up and bow my head.

"Well done. Relax."

"Sorry to disturb you"

"I'm looking forward to getting some ice cream."

Guess there are places where Gen Oo is also in the heat. I appreciate the cold plug.

Talking absurdly, Gen Oo walked away saying he was going first when he killed some time.

That's how Shizuku and Kikuno came at the end. Kosuke leaned his neck at the absence of Nagare, but one convinced him that he must be out. It's not uncommon for you to go out on errands from Genou.

Sizku is eleven years old. It's a growing season, different in height and hair length than it was two years ago. He is over one hundred forty-six centimeters tall and his hair stretches to the shoulder area. Nearly fifteen centimeters different from when we first met.

It looks like a bud that's starting to open, making you feel just a little grown up.

He is carefully wiped with sweat and smells faintly of perfume. The clothing was corrected, the hair was also filled, and I felt that it was about the age that I was concerned about my surroundings, and I think it was growing.

"Dear Koske, Long time no see"

"I've told you many times that I want you to stop playing tricks."

"Because you won't let me call you Doctor"

"I'm not just dealing with him. I'm not teaching him anything."

"What I'm learning on my own"

The two exchanged conversations that took the place of greetings, smiling bitterly at the same time. Kikuno is also smiling at those two.

"Hasn't it been three months? I'm glad you're feeling better."

"Yes, Mr. Koske too"

"I brought some ice cream for a souvenir, so you should have it served after dinner. Because there are strawberries."

When I heard that, my year-to-year grin spilled.

"Thank you for everything. Then let's go."

"Aye."

When invited, Kosuke moves out of the hallway to have lunch with Shizuku and the others.

In the living room for the family, Genou and the others were already seated and waiting for Yusuke and the others. A well-ventilated built room, but now only very weak winds. That's why I magically let the wind blow.

There were soba noodles, rice balls and pickles of vegetable leaves at the table.

Yusuke sits in the recommended seat futon and gives Oka to the lady. When they all sit down, pray on Genou's signal, and they all start eating.

Tsuyu is a shiitake mushroom stock, and the buckwheat tastes delicious. Only the sound of eating soba noodles for a little while.

Satisfied, Yusuke puts down the chopsticks and drinks a little chilled broomstick tea.

In anticipation of finishing the meal, ice cream was served in a cool glass vessel. Kosuke's share is given to Ouka.

"Soba, it was delicious."

"Ice cream was delicious too"

In the living room where the dishes were lowered after the meal, Yusuke and Gen Oo are talking. Shizku leans against the wall with his eyes closed and concentrates for his afternoon workout. Hikoichi is cool on the edge of the quicknose and shade.

"After the rendezvous, can I ask you something?

"Depends on the content."

I don't even feel like turning it down because every time I come, they make a deal with me.

"It's not hard, probably. Actually, Nagare's back inside. I didn't have any misfortunes with my relatives, I sent my parents to show their faces once in a while. I was supposed to be back in five days by appointment, but not after seven. I don't mean to take too long off, but I'm worried there's nothing but a little delay in returning. I want you to go see what's going on."

"Did someone not do it?

"I was going to do it after ten days. That's where Lord Koske came in, and I thought I could ask for it."

"Is that so...... ok. I don't have any plans. I'll take care of it."

Kosuke nodded because it was no trouble to hear the contents. Besides, Gen Oo would like to thank you.

"What if"

"Hmm?"

Shizuku opens his eyes, looks at Yusuke and opens his mouth.

"If Nagare is in trouble, help her, please"

"Okay. I'll help you as much as I can."

"Thank you"

In thanksgiving, Sizk closes his eyes again.

Later, talking to Gen Oo, he was called by Hikoichi to play batmington in the garden. Yusuke vs. Hikoichi and Kikuno are going on holiday and play.

Shizuku doesn't invite him because he also knows he's looking forward to making arrangements after this.

That's how all the hours went by, and Hikoichi went back to his room to study.

Shizku had gone to the dojo first and was excited to change into his torso and wait for Yusuke to go. Just looking at how it went, it hasn't changed since two years ago.

Looking forward to it was the same with Genou. Because technically and powerfully, Yusuke outnumbered the two, and Genou finds it fun to be able to fight such a strong man. Fighting an opponent further up, no matter how much power he sharpened, was a fun thing for the two battlejunkies.

Sizuk naturally, Gen Oo has also joined forces with Yusuke, and the stagnant power has risen. I guess it's because I see a specific goal.

He was a happy parent and child with no rush or worry about not being able to catch up and having a goal.

After an attack that can kill someone who can't think of a way to do it, Yusuke turns to Gen Oo after sweating in the bath.

"Then I'll go to Mr. Nagare's."

"Um, I asked. Give this to the villagers and they'll see you fine."

Receive the letter given and put it in your pocket. It is a book that can only be opened with a euphemism, and only Nagare and Genou know the euphemism.

Kosuke flies out into the sky to see where he is inside again.

Nagare's hometown is a short two day walk east of the Rubidasian family. It is a village with a population of three hundred surrounded by forests, raising people capable of covert actions like Nagare. You can say "Shinobi".

It was in the evening that we got there, and the village surrounded by the woods had already begun to dim. The village, visible from above, was a place where small fields dotted with nothing strange from the look of it.

"What can I do for you!?

Villagers dressed in landings surround Yusuke, who came down from the sky on guard.

Raise your hands and tell them you have no hostility.

"I think there's a man in this village named Nagare, but I missed him and I wore him. It is also a use from the Rubidasian family. Wouldn't you like to take over?

Plus the villagers get even more alert. Some of them were reaching for the weapons they were sneaking in their nostalgia.

"Nagare is indeed there... but what is your lord's name?

"With Koske"

And this is a letter from the Rubidasian family. I guess the time I got my hands in my pocket was when I got the most alert.

Look at the book that was given to you, and the chief who knew what it was, gives it to one of the villagers.

"Wait a long time."

One of the villagers with the book runs away, the rest is on guard. Less than five minutes later, the villagers returned with Nagare.

Nagare looks at Koske, eyes round.

"It's really you, Koske."

"You know him?

"Yes, ma'am. It's a connection, and I've seen you many times."

"Right. I'm sorry to alarm you, Koske."

Apologize and the villagers go back to their respective homes. The chief glanced at Nagare and nodded back small that Nagare was okay.

Only two were left on the spot.

In the meantime, he asks me to come to us, and I walk out in line.

"What are you doing here?

"Master Genou asked me to see what I was doing."

"I see."

"So why didn't you contact me in detail?

"Uh..."

Deviate the mouth-watering gaze. I would have noticed that my cheeks were slightly red in the morning or during the day.

"Well, that's not good! I think it's time to go home! This is my house!

He talks momentum to delude himself and enters the house.

The house was earthen, like an old Japanese house, and there was a kitchen there.

In the living room, there are six people. Men and women who look mid forty would be parents. Those who see below Nagare have a sibling or a single baby, so I guess their brother or sister is married.

When I saw Yusuke come in, my father opened his mouth.

"Which one is it?

"Koske, speaking of you, I know you"

"I see, that's why you turned down the pageant?

Slap your hand in the way your mother is convinced of something. The others nod as they were convinced.

Before the proper Nagare and Kosuke say anything, the father sits down and corrects his spine.

"I'm a mundane daughter, thank you very much"

Others bowed their heads to their fathers.

As soon as she understood what it meant, Nagare shook her hands out and denied them.

"Chi, because it's not!? That's not it!?

"You don't have to light that up. He said he knew."

"Because I don't understand! This man is your daughter's son-in-law candidate!

"Hey!? I've never heard of that before!?

Kosuke, who was a bystander, is suddenly surprised to see his topic come up. There was a marriage story out there where I didn't know it, and you'd be surprised. Besides, the other guy is eleven at the moment. It doesn't matter how much earlier the right age is than Japan.

"Oh, a candidate or something? It was still a secret, but I told him in a hurry."

Whatever you do, it draws blood from your expression.

"What do you mean?

Yusuke's expression was calm, but his eyes were serious.

Nagare exhales as small as she has noticed.

"By the time the lady turns sixteen, if she's not married, I'll announce her as a fiancée candidate. Master Genou told me. When the lady was sixteen, Koske, you were about twenty-five, right? Until then, if they weren't married, they wouldn't be there, and they wouldn't refuse."

So is Nagare, but being single at the age of twenty-five is seen as missing a wedding date.

"... there's a possibility of fact marriage or something?

"It's possible to have a side room or something if it's noble?

"Can I say no while you're at it?

"Do you hate ladies?

"I like you, don't I? I'm not trying to marry you."

"Well, you're right"

When I grew up, I'd be a beauty. I wouldn't say it to my mouth that I could fall because of the charm of shiso, it was such a nagare thought with Ciscon in it.

After that, Shizuk himself also thought he was going to nod at his engagement by deciding that he would always be able to fight if he got married.

"Something seems off the record, but you're saying he's not a good Nagare?

My father comes pinching my mouth.

"Master Genou asked me to come and see how I was doing."

"Was I? No, I'm sorry it took so long. He's the guy who's been visiting my daughter who's about to miss her wedding, so I didn't think he'd stick around somehow."

"Weigh yourself, Dad."

Nagare sighed loudly as she was tired. Is that what you mean by family, Kisuke brings out the look on Nagare's face one after another that she sees for the first time?

"I'd like to ask your parents, how much longer can Mr. Nagare be back?

"You can't go home yet."

"Shh, you'll be back at the mansion in no time!

"Even if you say so."

The mother asks the family what they think, and those who are asked shake their heads beside each other.

"Why are you staying longer in the first place? If I can help, I can help. Sizuk asked me to help."

"It's hard with all this help, Nagare has to work hard on her own. I teach because I want to be able to cook even one decent dish, but I can't."

I wonder why her mother is tilting her neck.

This is also the reason for the extended stay and the lack of contact in detail. I was ashamed to report that I would be late because I couldn't cook.

I have seen him take care of his work and Shizuku without any downfall, so I am surprised to hear that he is not comfortable with it. I thought I could do it with a face that didn't cook or anything.

"Oh, but like I was helping you when you were baking rice balls?

"Because all I had to do then was grip the rice balls. That wasn't cooking, that was simple work, was it? Can the procedure be simple? But with more procedures, I don't know why."

You make mistakes somewhere, even if you're careful. I'm not even trying to add an arrangement. I can if my mother gives me directions on the side.

If you want to give an example, eggs will be fine with eyeball-baked sauce and omelettes will fail.

I guess there's still salvation because I can taste it myself and decide it's no good. If the taste was strange, the mother had given up instruction.

I fail because timing creates a discrepancy. Nagare has been recognized for his ninja talent since he was a little girl, and he continues to stretch it, and technology is engulfing him. When it gets serious, its cultivated technology naturally occurs, but breathing becomes similar to the time of Shinobi in order to take cooking seriously. Regardless of the skill of the ninja in cooking, the timing becomes strange.

I'm finally just talking about cooking more distracted, but I'm really getting serious because I'm not comfortable with it.

"Why did you suddenly try to cook in the first place? I know you've known before that you're not good at it, and if you want to raise your arms..."

Yusuke stopped the words without saying.

Because Nagare and her mother felt bad signs. The family is distracted from the two of us.

The reason I wanted to raise my cooking arm is in the pageant. I didn't mean to get married, but I just looked up at my parents and saw them. That's when the other parent attacked me with a tick that I couldn't cook.

To give a mild example, it was like, "I don't know if I can cook as a woman, even if I'm very talented as a secret."

We were both fixing up a grin on the spot, but it was a pageant that inspired a woman's pride for a long time. The pageant is naturally broken.

And Nagare had no choice but to nod at her life from her mother to go home and ask her to remember just one thing.

"Well, you don't have to be able to cook, do you? Yeah!"

It's not a sign of a strong man, you can take a step from two people who show signs that they don't want to be involved, and Yusuke tells you to pull your face and delude it.

"I can cook, Koske. You're not convincing me, are you?

"No, um... sorry"

No need to apologize, but I apologize.

I'm going back to the mansion.

"You don't remember cooking yet."

"Practice at the Mansion as well. I found a good teacher."

That's what I said and put Pong and his hand on Yusuke's shoulder. I know very well in my previous relationships that I am a good cook.

There were still as many signs as just now, and Kosuke was not even willing to say no.

I'm sorry.

"No."

A short apology from his father, who decided he would not let him say no, confirmed his decision to play the role of teacher. It is also the moment when the visit to Kouma on the first of the month is finalized.

"I'll get back to work."

"Well, I'll be ready for the transfer."

I wonder why this is happening, but I say goodbye and leave the house.

It's not a goodbye word from inside the house, it's like, "You raise your cooking arm and I'll give you back!" "I know!" I was hearing conversations like that. It was surreal.

After about twenty minutes, a nagare in Japanese clothes comes out that I'm used to seeing. My family came out to see me off.

"Did you say goodbye? As far as I can hear it, I still feel like it."

"Speaking of which, yeah. I'll be back sometime. Until then, be well."

The family nods back at the short farewell words.

To Kosuke's gaze, such as Enough, Nagare nods and takes the hand offered. The magic of the transfer activated and the two disappeared from the village.

The two men at the mansion greet Gen Oo and head to the cooking area. The cooking class started today. What I made was steamed tea bowls. I taught the cooking instructions, wrote them on paper as well, made some together, and finally made them by myself where there was no Kosuke.

The result is a brilliant failure. The cause was too hot, but too much in, and the mouth felt bad. The taste is not bad, so the steamed tea bowl for Nagare became that.

When everyone was eating something palatable as a prune, there was something a little harsh about eating it alone.

After the first cooking class, Yusuke returned to souvenir steaming the tea bowl.

Finally. I write down here that Yusuke, who tried to tell me no about his son-in-law candidate, could not refuse because he was pushed by a parent offense about what was unsatisfactory about his daughter.