Saikyou Mahoushi no Inton Keikaku

It was going to be a little further for Ars to return to his job of security.

The store in front of this school building has a lot of food relationships mainly served by the students. But nothing is confined to the front of this school building, and there is a similar opening on the road to the auditorium building next door.

This one will actually mean professional handmade by the people in the area. The value is also increased, but the value at the school festival is increased by comparison.

For this reason, it is popular to say that there is an easy dish that is baked octopus, followed by sliced vegetables and meat wrapped in thinly baked dough. I have the impression that it is close to a traditional dish called Kebab, which has been around for a long time, but the meat I use varies according to my taste.

There are also many skewers in that sense.

A bite-sized cake set for dessert.

Pudding that can be carried is also popular. This one was shredding with professional supreme delicacies against a wide variety of students.

Donuts made with plenty of cream and fruit are also targeting women again.

Ice cream and similar items are also very popular at times like this. Because the temperature will be set a couple of degrees high only at the time the school festival takes place.

It would mean that the season will go crazy because it is as cheerful as spring in the coming winter period.

So cooking with warm juices and vegetables in the freshman year looks bad with customers.

"Shall we go then?"

Felinella, who seems happy, pulls her hand without waiting for Ars to respond.

"We don't have much time, and let's just say you eat something to feed your English first"

…………

Ars responded with a bitter smile by giving up on a situation that would not even allow him to respond raw.

I have been declared war by Felinella before. If it is part of that, then, as the words say, we should welcome it with a fortress.

What a bit of a big deal to think about. Behind the bitter smile Ars floated, the fortress opened the gates of the castle... so to speak, it came defenseless enough not to form a body as a fortress.

I wonder if this is such an invitation.

It is coming from a slightly damp hand that is being drawn, but not so aggressive to Felinera.

On the surface, he was disguised as a woman of plenty, but on the inside, he was ashamed of Bakubaku and the high sounds of his heart. But I guess that was trivial.

Everything was blowing up when I found the first one.

"Excuse me, can I have two?"

That's right, a full smile would be the first year. I order it at the soba shop where my students do it.

The shop here is secretly popular because the son of a soba shop does it. Ars couldn't possibly have known about that. He was taking a step back and watching the exchange.

"SE, Senior!!!! Senior Socurento! Heh, heh, heh, two, right?"

Should I call it bad luck?

The owner is a male student.

The gaze that cannot be seen directly falls downstairs and stops at the characteristic point of the woman. And when I let it tide to my ears, I shouted out loud and shook straight to the side with the momentum my neck was about to lift.

Ferrinella seems sorry for such a farce.

"Sorry, I don't have much time..."

If you say so, the boy student hurries up to fry out the noodles that are baked on the iron plate.

It is not a ferrinella that does not detect the whispering manhood of wanting to offer warm things in packs that are already ready next to male students.

Turn to Ars with a smile on his face.

"This place is also very popular in surveys, so it must be delicious."

"Hee ~"

That's because it's a menu that comes and goes.

However, there are several similar stalls, so it may be expected that they are popular among them.

This is not Ars' feeling. It's not a problem to taste good if you can get some nutrition from yourself and get rid of hunger.

However, lately I feel like my tongue is fattening due to the fact that I am hitting a tongue barrel on Loki's hand cooking.

I don't know what to say, Ferrinella just came. This kind of difference, exactly as if a heavy town in the country had come.

It will be true that the whispering and listening voices around you are making it noisy.

I'm sure this store may have more customers. and a seed of headache that you can't miss hearing about even thinking about this sticks a tickle in your back.

"You're definitely a freshman, aren't you? He was in the tournament."

"Why are you with seniors?"

What a voice to hear and it will be only a matter of time before it becomes a scandal in the college.

Then a boy student who had two containers and was about to serve soba said something.

"Ah, that senior. Could it be the other one..."

"Yeah, sure."

A smile reminiscent of the cheer of spring.

No, there was certainly spring on this occasion - seeping through ominous shadows.

"Oh really... Huh... Really?"

One was served beautifully. It makes you think you've put all your energy into it.

But when serving the other, Felinera's gaze truly flashed towards Ars.

I bumped into the mess and waved the spice only for the amount of anger and resentment.

I am silent on that because it is the totality of everyone, men and women alike, who are here.

I guess I have to accept the tragic events taking place behind Ferrinella, Ars, out of sight so I don't see it.

Felinera puts her license card on the payer.

The boy student bowed his head profoundly, "Thank you" with a really sorry face.

The lifted face stares at Ars as if it were an enemy.

This is everyday tea for Ars.

Words are bad, but I keep three first-grade beauties in my samurai from day to day, so I give up that it's an inevitable thing anymore. I don't have the personality to worry about it.

But I have to say more about Ferrinella. I guess that means it's so popular.

"Ghaaaaaa!!!

There are even strange believers in the distance who exhale such blood.

I wonder what it is.

Ars looks back at Felinella who speaks that way.

"Better not mind"

"Oh, really? So, where shall we eat it?"

If you say that and wave your gaze, you won't find anything in a situation surrounded by students.

Mixed with a voice of jealousy, an awesome chorus of teeth.

"Oh!?

Ferrinella, who now realizes and whose cheeks are obviously about to be drawn.

"At this hour, there will be a lot of people in the auditorium."

"You can't help it. A little, but you can't help it in this case. Not really."

Ferrinella's eyes running funny also looked like she was swimming.

and move to where she shows it.

I guess that would mean just behind the store opening.

Around here...... I said that Felinella couldn't make it because it was a lawn except on a paved road correctly, as opposed to lowering her hips directly to the ground.

It's just suspicious if you really think so.

Needless to say, I sprinkled all the wild horses to get here.

It is force majeure that Ars was to add the pursuit of pulling Ferrinella's hand at that time. I guess it just so happens that I found this place.

This is where Ferrinella led the way by pulling Ars' hand in reverse.

Even this season it is blue and grass because it remains this way all year round with artificially made grass. It only absorbs oxygen and the nutrients it replenishes from the ground without growing.

Felinera takes the handkerchief out of her pocket and lays it down.

"Go ahead, Mr. Ars."

Why do you seem so happy, even if you ignore the question at this time?

"You don't have a place for Ferri if I sit down. I'm local, but I don't care, so Ferri can use it."

"I won't go that way. I'm not convinced to let Mr. Ars sit alone."

Ars to Ferrinella, who refuses resolutely without breaking the peace.

(You were this guy)

Even if you think about it, it doesn't mean your ratings will go down. I'm sure what Ars felt is two letters of virtue.

"So why don't you two use it?

I nod that Ars is a parallel line to the Ferrinella I propose to lean over and look at the area of the handkerchief.

(Aren't you two too narrow for this)

I guess it's wild to put this sentiment in your mouth.

I don't care what happens, Ars lowering his hips first.

Ferrinella then floats a delightful color in a space that is more than half open.

Beautifully wrap your skirt around and sit down - flush your feet aside.

Shoulders and shoulders are not a distance apart.

It's like the other half is totally attached. I can't help but eat.

It doesn't have the kind of atmosphere where you can get your hands on the dishes you've bought. I think I'm even going to hear a heartbeat.

Well, I'll be glad to hear it.

The alus, who cut the fire, stops the hand that opens it for a moment.

"Yes! Enjoy."

Ferrinella that prompted me first.

Ars stares hauntingly at the bright red dyed noodles. I instinctively perceived this as an occasion for being questioned as a man and never opened my will.

I create a grin desperately at the seemingly backward temper.

Wouldn't a hand with heartless chopsticks have been trembling?

I guess Felinera awaits Ars' thoughts. I never tried to eat it.

Then there is no choice left.

I don't hate spicy things, but there is a limit to everything. You shouldn't be using spicy flavors for this dish in the first place. It's odd that there's spices themselves on that spot. and so on and now resent.

Of course, it is not juice, so there is no overflow, but the spices attached to the noodles are firm.

And a bite.

…………

Of course, there is no way that the words that follow this are "delicious".

The spiciness that storms around cheerfully in my mouth causes me to lose my words.

I finally swallowed it up for Ars.

"What do you think," Ferrinella asks, swelling her chest to expectations.

"Oh, I just checked it out and it's delicious..."

There is no choice of the word unsavory in Ars, whether it is painful or not. I don't know what it tastes like.

And the fortress that was opening was crushed in a different way.

"Good. I've never had a dish like this before, so I was really looking forward to it."

That's what I say and start eating Felinella.

Bring it closer to your soft lips and cut it with your teeth in moderation without sipping.

And I put the chopsticks down, and I covered my mouth with my hands and I said, "Really! It's delicious," she dyes her cheeks like some ho.

And the battle of Ars was all the more harsh.

Because of the obligation to complete the meal. It's self-evident reason I have to swallow anymore.

I guess it did only serve more than just being food in the sense of filling my stomach.

But I still can't hide my exhaustion from the ordeal of tailing that there is such a battle.

I frankly hope that although I managed to complete the meal, I will never again be spared.

It was also during the bundle that Felinera wrapped the empty container around her side and thought she could finally return.

"I bought you one of these."

and there is another thing on my hand with an empty container.

Ars also knew on knowledge that this one was also predominantly preferred as a dessert for major food.

Eat separately prepared syrup, cream or chocolate kept at room temperature in small, sliced bite-sized fruits. It would be something like a simplified version of a dish called Fondue.

One sweet yang branch.

And Ferrinella, who noticed like a wasp.

"Oh, there's only one."

Ars sighed to an unnoticed degree in surprise at the words uttered like a single word.

I guess this means the real deal.

The experience that Ars could prepare as a wand without falling was scarce.

It didn't mean I didn't like anything special sweet, but I can't tell if you took that into account.

Which way Ars had no escape.

"Go ahead."

Although he showed resistance as a manipulation to use one hand as a dish, he apparently beat it.

"No, if there's only one thing, don't hesitate for me. Ferri can eat me...... but"

A smile that doesn't just collapse with the horse ear east wind.

And slowly approaching fruit.

Nothing would be barren enough to be mean here. Ars opened his mouth and waited.

I find it surprisingly delicious, so I can't help it.

Ferrinella, on the other hand, dips into the finish with a tranced look.

"Ferri, it's time..."

There's plenty of time to spare, but the words I've spoken to escape this scene are blocked along the way.

"Excuse me. That's another one."

Say so. Now put plenty of chocolate on.

A grin that hastens to just say "open your mouth quickly" to a situation that's going to drool me now. The expression at this time was innocent when it came to compelling.

That's why I'm hesitant to say no.

Chocolate arrived at the mouth of Ars.

I'm not sure it was after all. But it is true that Felinera's expression clearly changed at this time.

"You got it on your mouth."

Ars was looking back with a slightly cooler eye to Felinera, who said happily. Unfortunately I couldn't seem to follow the sight of everyone growing up in the Army Ars.

Still on the inside.

(Sounds like fun)

Oh, my God.

I know a scene like this, even Ars, but I just heard it when people told me they were in love.

Ahead of that.

I try to wipe it with my hand - but it grabs my arm disappointingly.

And an arm that is forced down. In the meantime, Ferrinella's expression is not slight.

"Some things are unexpectedly sloppy."

Funny looking cuckoo laugh. It resumes as if there was nothing.

"You can't help it"

"Wow, bad," Ars decided to give up and leave it to him, anticipating this later development.

And I hear Ferrinella's roughened breath approaching with her hands. When I look at it again up close like this, I have a fine, positive face of my skin. Sometimes they look grown up and childish.

The same beauty, I thought again. At the same time, I also find it strange that a daughter like this is born from that visaist.

I can never say it in front of him, but I guess he looked like his mother.

Unfortunately, I don't see a 1% resemblance to a visaist in the form of a look. But I guess the careful strategy you show in the battlefield and the audacity you occasionally show is still your father's blood.

"Yes, I can take it"

On the signal, Ars realized it was against his expectations.

Another handkerchief is held in Felinera's hand. I guess you wiped it off with that.

But it should have been everyone's idea that something felt different.

Ars himself doesn't look like he cared that much either. That would be the case, too. This is normal.

Whether Ferrinella's act of immediately taking it to the mouth of the wipe with her finger belly was too high a hurdle, or her lack of knowledge of the classic of lover-to-lover interaction, which is commonly referred to by the public, was again beyond her tolerance as a nobleman, is all she knows.

Either way, I doubt you two noticed.

but as it turns out, Ars' cry, "Did you have another handkerchief?" disappears into the void. It's not even in my voice, so there's nothing to disappear from.