Spirit’s Paradise And The Idle Another World Life

Host a boar round roast & mushroom party in the Great Forest. The charcoal grill of natural shiitake is consumed at intense speed in front of you. Not if you're complaining about Nomos eating shiitake like swallowing. I have to eat too.

While in a bit of a hurry, grab it carefully with chopsticks to avoid spilling the extract of the shiitake floating on the surface and bite it into the shiitake to pick it up with your face. Slightly nasty, but I can't help but not spill the shiitake extract.

Hot. But I took it directly from the baking table, so I'm ready for that. When you add your teeth to a thick shiitake without losing heat, the mushroom's unique toothpaste and shiitake flavor spreads across your mouth.

... Thick meat shiitake is so delicious. It tastes, tastes and smells completely different. The stock is in my mouth even though it is not soup... what is this, very tasty. Very intense.

It tastes like a gastronomer would be able to praise a single piece of manuscript paper enough. I'm just saying it's delicious because I'm not a gastronomer.

But because it's a mushroom that Japanese people are familiar with, I feel that the flavour will stain my body. The meat of the dragon is likely to be conscious of its intense flavour, but this one has a reassuring flavour that will be wrapped in a futon.

According to the gourmet cartoon, the meat on the dragon feels like light coming out of his mouth, and Shiitake feels like he's about to cry because he's fed me some munchkin.

"Yu Yu. No more -"

Immersed in the aftertaste, I heard Belle. Turning to her eyes, Belle is chomping her adorable eyebrows into and a charcoal-baked shiitake that's gone clean. I've only had one bite, but it's weird.

"... Shall we have Ajillo next?"

"Ah-ha."

Bell, whose eyebrows are revived and moved in front of Ajillo's iron pan. They catch me and the Rains move on.

Gina and Fuku both moved in front of Ajillo's iron pan, so they couldn't see the pan from me. I made it in a pretty big pot, but I don't think it's enough.

"... Ajillo's oil is getting pretty hot, so eat it calmly. Gina and the others in particular should be aware of the burns. Then you can eat."

"Ah-ha."

I busted a mushroom with a fork for children while Bell said ahijo. Were you calm about me and I didn't get the word? And Ajillo's not the name of a special attack, so you don't have to tell me anything, do you?

Bell's behavior got hung up, and the little ones and Gina started putting their hands on the pot one after the other. Sylphie and the others seem to have given way to the kids and are now concentrating on alcoholics.

"Master. This is delicious! It's easy, and can we get it out in our dining room? Oh, but is the vegetable oil a little high? An iron pan even in small pieces…"

Gina, who ate Ajillo, smiled at me and sank straight into the sea of thought.

Ajillo doesn't take that long to make, but it's a pretty cumbersome dish to think about later. I don't think it's for Gina's parents' dining room.

Whoa, if we were talking here, I'd miss eating again. Leave Gina sinking in the sea of thought and put a fork in Ajillo's pan.

Whoa, this is shimeji. I put in a fork without any particular aim, but I'm a little happy to get my favorite mushroom.

Well, I think I was happy with all the mushrooms in this Ajillo because they're all natural mushrooms, but never mind there. Let's be happy it's a hit.

Shimeji, stabbed in the fork, dyed his light brown umbrella and puckered torso with oil into a tecateca... this expression doesn't look delicious to me. I associate it with oily middle-aged people. Eat honestly and enjoy the flavor without thinking too much.

Kick the extra imagination out of your head and put the shimeji in your mouth. Bite the Atsuatsu shimeji as he huffs his mouth, and at the same time a delicious oil spreads through his mouth juwa from the shimeji, which has inhaled plenty of oil.

Oil filled with more garlic wraps around the taste of many other mushrooms and ravages the mouth. I thought it would be better to have less garlic if we were to make use of natural mushrooms, but now you were right.

The delicate flavor may have been lost, but the natural simeji, wrapped in junk in a good way, tastes silly. It's a flavor that can be chained infinitely with ale and mushroom Ajillo.

Okay, next mushroom... that? Are Sylphie and the others in on this already?... Probably, but you don't have time for me to taste the jiggles and mushrooms today. Looks like you should enjoy the mushrooms by yourself even in the middle of the night.

"Finally, tonight's main roast boar."

After Shimeji, I managed to get Maitake and my Ajillo was over. It was also excellent to soak bread in the remaining oil, but I wanted some more mushrooms.

... Well, the whole boar grill is huge, so I should be able to eat it on tap too. Enjoy the mushrooms later.

The tension of the little ones is further increased by the power word "roasted boar". And when I take out the roasted boar round in front of those little ones and put them down dongly, they cheer. It's the way I expected it.

Is that it? Uh, how do we eat it? Is it appropriate and good?

"Gina. How do you think I should eat this?

Sounds like fun to round up, but it's rejected as a civilized man, as a master of Gina and the others, as a contractor for the Bells.

"I think we should eat it while cutting it apart from one area to another. What do you want me to do?

"Oh, please."

I'm glad Gina's here. I only know where the boar is and about the loins and the roses.

"Okay. Then the master will prepare the dishes and put everyone in line. I'll give it to you while I hang up."

Copy that, sir.

Oh, it's kind of too dependable to be a tribute. It's a little embarrassing.

"Guys, line up here. In order...... then please be with the Bells, Sarah and Fuku"

At the time I said I was lined up here, the Bells were lined up in front of me with an exciting face. Very quick.

Fuku and the others feel relaxed to keep pace with Sarah and the others, so you have a lot of differences in character. Well, is it okay because they're both cute?

Gina puzzles and puts a knife in the boar's round grill. This thought-provoking virtue is what I want to apprentice.

"Mmm. It's a little stiff meat, and even if it's cut too thick, it looks spicy to eat. Master, can we cut it apart like we're going to shred?

Did you put a knife in it to check the hardness of the meat? I don't know how to do that, but I'll leave it to Gina.

"Oh, I'm not sure, so do it the way Gina thinks it's good."

"Okay."

Move the knife so that the nodded Gina is parallel to the skin. The thickness of the meat is about 1 cm. If it feels like cutting just the skin thinly, it's like cutting a Beijing duck.

You've decided how to do it. Gina cuts the meat in with a knife softly. As the meat builds up on the plate, I pass the plates one after the other telling the bells in line to eat first. You kind of feel like you're doing a cookout.

The bells who receive the plates eat the meat while floating fluffy, making noise that it is delicious. Even the mushrooms were a good reaction, but the whole roast boar hasn't lost a reaction either.

No, most kids prefer meat to mushrooms, and maybe mushrooms that have elicited an unbeaten response to that meat are awesome.

"Ah... Uri... Speaking of which, Uri is a boar. Is meat okay?

I was going to ask Sylphie and the others later, but I totally forgot.

Uri leans her neck adorably at me for questioning. Your child-specific clear eyes won't give you meat? He seems to be saying that, and the whimpering guilt awakens.

"Yuta. He's the same. But the Spirit and the boar are different things. Some spirits don't like it, but Uri doesn't seem to care, so it's okay to give her meat."

Dory reached out to me for salvation where I was in trouble. If you don't care, don't even feel kind of loose but spiritual.

I solved the urine problem, and I handed out boar meat to everyone, so I get my hands on meat, too. First of all, that's the part of the grilled surface.

... delicious. The skin is crisp whether the excess fat has been lost, and that goes with the meat that is suitable for eating, combining the wild flavour with the flavour and blend... I feel it. Well, it's delicious anyway.

Tastefully, the dragon gets more armoured, but it seems to complement the flavor with the atmosphere and the sumptuousness of a round grill.

"Exchange."

When I was enjoying the meat of the guts and boars, the bells gave me a replacement. I still have a lot of boar meat, so don't change it. I'll take my place.

"Come on, come on."

Grass trees also echo a suspicious laugh in the late night forest. I am who I am.

"Yuta. You're not going to sleep?

Silfi noticed my laughter talking to me. Besides, Nomos and Dory are looking at this one too. Yes, it was. You still had the Great Spirits.

"Yeah. I'm not going to sleep. Sylphie and the others are bad, but I'm gonna keep the liquor out, so I'm just gonna have fun with Sylphie and the others."

Take it out with a barrel of ale and wine and place it in front of the Great Spirits. He's what we commonly call a bribe.

"I'm glad you added alcohol, but what are you going to do? It says here," Evil on your face. "It says," You're blushing. "

... I'm a little tense and seem to have feelings for my expression. Explain to Sylphie and the others what to do because it's not enough to hide anything else.

"I respect Yuta's feelings, but can't you make that normal?

Silfi is looking at me with a pitiful gaze.

"Creating an atmosphere is important."

I can understand what Silfi is trying to say, but I assure you, I can't give in here, so I'll kick your ass.

"... Huh, Yuta sometimes has weird restraints, right? Well, I hope you enjoy it because I won't interrupt."

All right. Now that we've taken the word, we won't even get in the way of Sylphie and the others.

"Thank you. Then I'll be behind a simple base. Just keep an eye out."

Ask for a lookout and move behind a simple base. I heard Nomos saying behind his back that Yuta was a child, but I don't care.

The Bells, Gina, and Fuku put him to sleep in a simple base, and they bribed Sylphi and the others.

Heh heh. It's adult time from here, hosting a one-person mushroom party late at night.