Spirit’s Paradise And The Idle Another World Life

Ask Mr. Torque to cook early in the morning and store one dish after another in a magic bag. I got a lot of oak steaks and rough bird steaks for the basic menu as well as a lot of fried food for the new menu.

"This is what regular menus look like. Next time I'm gonna cook some magma fish."

Oh, finally, Magma Fish. Fish swimming magma, you were pretty interested in what it tasted like. What Mr. Torque removed from the fridge was not a fish wrapped around a rock whose magma hardened and goths, but a beautifully chopped fillet of salmon pink.

Is Magma Fish a salmon? I used to do on TV that the color of salmon would be that color due to the feed, but the magma had a feed with the same dye... I doubt if there was a creature in the magma that would feed before that. That's a different world, I don't know why.

"You have a beautiful body color. I couldn't imagine from the look of that rock."

"Oh, beautiful body color, but I had a hard time removing that rock. If you go through the procedure a little wrong, you're going to get guzzled. But I'm pretty sure it tastes just like that. Martha and Calc ate a dish that Yuta said was sweet and prototyped, but it was touching."

Is it a touching flavor... I don't have any specific flavor information, but my expectations increase.

"I'm looking forward to it. What kind of dish do you want it to be?

I feel like salmon is a lot of raw food, but what about magma fish?

"When you pass heat, the Magma Fish body revitalizes its power to withstand the heat of the Magma, creating a unique texture. Salt grills are good for frying, of course. I've tried some of them, but fish taste better when fried in vegetable oil than in oak oil"

Mr. Torque's explanation doesn't come to mind. If it's filled with fever, does it activate your strength? I'm subtly scared that I'm still capable of something, even if I'm filled.

"Oh really... I'm looking forward to it"

"Yeah, I'm just gonna get to cooking, so I'm hoping you'll have no problem."

You're confident, Mr. Torque. I'm a little scared, but let's hope.

Baking, soup and fries are the basics. Flavoring varies, but the variety of dishes is low. Fry must have been applied to fish by Mr. Torque because I taught him, too, and maybe the variety of fish dishes itself is low. The basics of Mr. Torque's cooking are a lot of meat.

I also want sashimi, carpaccio, muniel, foil roasted, pot or something, but getting more menus is no good for the same reason as Milfieu cutlets. Gradually tell them what you want to eat and make an ideal dining room by adding more menus of my choice. Oh, it wasn't the dining room, it was the inn.

And I'd like some tartar sauce for the salmon fries. I think I'm going to get eggs, and maybe the King's Road of Knowledge Cheats, mayonnaise... No, I've heard it's dangerous that it's not some kind of properly managed egg. Is mayonnaise also in danger until the Spirit of Life arrives? That's not going very well. But when I look at where I actually cook, I come up with a lot of things.

Moving from Magma Fish to Wyburn, many dishes are made. Something's not the same atmosphere as the Raid Dragon steak I made. I didn't realize it when I was watching oak meat steak, but I can see Mr. Torque's detention well.

The thickly cut Wyburn meat is cooked while repositioning. Heavy, medium, weak, sounds like a good idea. I mean, I know what you mean, so if you're the cook, Mr. Torque, you should know.

A carefully thick Wyburn steak is baked in the low heat area.... I'm excited about thick meat, but I don't know how to calm down when it's Wyburn meat. Me, Sarah, the Bells, nailed it to the meat. That meat, what would it taste like if it were crushed?

"Thank you. How are you?

"I let you handle all this material, I don't need money or anything. In the first place, it's a recipe for the dishes I've been taught, and I don't think I'm gonna pay for it. I'm discussing some of the sales with Martha."

If you let me cook all night and let me use oak, rough birds, and other ingredients for free or something, don't get awkward and hard on me next time.

"Then at least receive just the cost of the materials. I don't even need a portion of the sales. If you really want to say so, enrich your cooking tools and seasonings with that amount of money and brush your cooking arms. I still have the dishes I want you to cook, and I'm going to have Mr. Torque cook the firedragon meat eventually."

"He said it was firedragon meat in a new recipe!

... Mr. Torque grabs my shoulders and shakes them. Normally scary.

"Mr. Torque, please calm down. That's why it would be more helpful to have your arm brushed than to get paid."

"Wow, okay, next time I'll take the cost of the materials. But I won't take the money this time. Martha tells me to do my best, including thanking you. If you take money, you'll be pissed off."

... You're totally laid on Mr. Martha's ass. It's a little funny to have a pitiful look at you because your wife scolds you for luxury arm torque. Your wife seems strong in this world, too. Well, it sounds like you should be honest with me this time.

"Okay. Let me sweeten your words this time."

"Oh, that helps. So what's the recipe like? Is the Fire Dragon going to knock you down again?

Horrible expressions also grasp, while interest shifts to recipes and meat. Fast switching.

"I'll give the recipe to Martha. Fire Dragons will be brought to you when you defeat them again."

"Yes, no, it would be a hassle twice if I gave it to Martha. You can give me the recipe directly. Do you have it now?

I have the recipe because I wrote it while Mr. Torque was cooking. But if I give it to you, I guess I'll keep running to reproduce the recipe. Between my dishes, I also made breakfast to serve to customers, and if I let them run wild to get busy from noon, the inn would be annoyed.

"I have it, but I'll give it to Mr. Martha. I'll ask Mr. Torque to give it to you when he's feeling well, so rest tight and get permission from Martha. Then I'm going to go to Mr. Martha's. Thank you for today. Look, Sarah, thank you too."

"Yes, Mr. Torque, thank you for showing me your food. Best regards"

"Ooh. No, I'm not, I need a recipe..."

I understand what Mr. Torque is trying to say, but I'm leaving the kitchen pretending I don't understand. I can't cut my hands stretched out to cut the sky, but I was a sociopath, too. Mr. Torque and Mr. Martha, I know which to look out for. I'm sorry, Mr. Torque.

"Oh, did you cook?

"Yeah, Mr. Torque did his best. I'm sorry I got all that."

"Haha, what are you talking about? I can hardly eat the magma fish or wyburn you fed me. Naturally. Kalk is delighted."

Delivery is important.

"I'm glad you're happy. So I wrote you a new recipe for fried food, so give it to Mr. Torque later."

I also added fried fries and fries to the recipe. I need to reflect on forgetting the fried potatoes, restrained in all the meat.

"I'm sorry you're paying attention. I'll give it to you later. So, this is the recipe you told me about, and there's a lot of things that I can talk about, but is there a problem? It's a rare dish to monopolize in this inn alone, so I'd appreciate it if you'd forgive me."

When a popular dish comes out, other cooks will study it, right? I don't have any problems at all. The Bells would be happier if the various menus derived from it. As much as the labyrinth city is said to be a gourmet city, I want it to develop.

"No problem. I'd appreciate more dishes."

"Right. It would help if you told me that."

"No, well, it's time for me to excuse you."

"Aren't you going to eat here?

"I want to carry the food as soon as possible, so I'm going home. I'll tell you what I think of cooking the next time I come."

Bells' gaze says he wants to have dinner soon, so we need to hurry home. Sarah and the others ate a little too as a taste, but they'll still be able to eat it. Say goodbye to Martha and leave for the inn. I couldn't wait because I felt like I'd been waiting for you the whole time I was in the inn. Maybe I figured out a little bit about the dog.

Take the labyrinth city to the walking hall early. The Bells have a slightly faster lead pace, as well as Sarah and the others. I guess we all feel the same way.

Yuta, Valkyrie's coming.

Silfi told me something troublesome... why show up at this time. Avoid it? If you get out of the avenue into the alley, it's going to be avoidable but quite a long way... so far it's basically just a greeting, and it looks like you'll be able to get home sooner.

If you give up and keep moving on, a member of the Valkyrie walks in with the attention around you. And then, naturally, he finds me and comes near me with a smile like the Virgin Mary.

Neither this man nor Mr. Marie should be faithful to his interests, but it's strange that he has a different impression. Can Mr. Marie be relieved because she can't contain her desires from appearing on her face? Valkyrie is totally taking care of her appearance, so maybe she's scared the other way around.

"Yuta, it's been a while. Not many days have passed since the day you promised the wings of the labyrinth and the muscle stars, have you been back yet? What kind of incident?

Valkyrie leader asking with a very worrying look. I don't know if you know I can fly, but you know there's a way I can reduce the speed of travel, and it's amazing that I don't even smell fine dust.

"No, there was no incident. You're safe now, no problem."

"Well, then you've been crusaded for the Fire Dragon. I'd really like to talk to you."

Valkyrie leader who leans over softly. If I didn't know the back face, I'd think it was definitely taken by the balls. A manifold. Until now, it was just a greeting, but I hope you don't move on to the next development only when you're in a hurry.

"No, it wasn't a big deal. I'm sorry, but I had an appointment, and you'll excuse me. Look, Sarah, Marco, Kikka, I'm coming."

I leave early with Sarah and the others in a courtesy of Pecori. I guess he wanted to know about the labyrinth wings and muscle stars and tried to get information. When we get the information on the wings of the labyrinth and the muscle stars, we're going to stop watching and come closer.

... troublesome, but forget it now. It's a delicious meal, we'll think about the Valkyrie later. Increase the pace of walking further back to the hall. Speak to Mr. Sebastian and cage him in the room fast. Come on, it's time for a good meal.

"Guys, what do you want to eat?

When I hear it, I get one request after another. You all decided what you wanted to eat. Line up the requested dishes and start breakfast a little later than usual.

"Yummy." "Cucumber."

Belle and Rain hitting a very thick Wyburn steak (garlic) without coming down. A blossoming smile.

"Wow," "Kukukuku."

Tulu and Tamamo, who ate Wyburn's cutlets, are also very excited.

"Kikka, this is delicious, too." "Kikka, this one's good, too." "Yeah, this is delicious, too."

Sarah and the others share the rice with Fuku and enjoy a variety of dishes. That's a sight I've seen a lot in Japan.

"Yuta, I like this fried food. It's going to fit Yale."

I won't let Yale out in the morning if I look at it like that.

"Right, I think Yale would fit, too. Next time we all have a drink, we'll serve it as a snack."

I hope you're not so blatantly disappointed. There's no reason to show Sarah and the others that Yale's jocks are floating in the air in the morning. Let's get out of my way and make breakfast for me, too.

What do you want to eat? I'm also concerned about oak cuts and rough bird cuts, but I've always wondered whether to make them from magma fish. Wyburn's very thick steak is at night. Line up the salted magma fish with white rice. Simple, but quite a fascinating sight. With miso soup and pickles, that would be a hundred breakfasts.

Remove the salmon pink magma fish body with chopsticks and carry it to your mouth. Ugh, I'm hotter than I thought. Bite yourself as you say huff-huff. It's like putting a roasted octopus in your mouth.

Is that the nature of accumulating heat in you? Calories you don't think are fish, that's magma fish. It's a hassle to say HuffHuff every time though.

When you bite the hot body, after a moment of strong resistance, the hollow body collapses, spreading the rich fish flavor all over your mouth. I thought you were fleshy like salmon, but you're not. I feel like I should have eaten baked fish but I had some thick seafood soup.

I'm just saying it's a delicacy from another world, and it tastes so strange that it can't be compared to any other fish. Well, delicious is delicious, but uncomfortable. But it's delicious.