Survival in Another World With My Master

I noticed that it was a familiar ceiling.

"Wake up."

My big eyes were staring into my face. Is it possible that her eyes were a little red and she was crying? Hold the sweet presence in front of you while thinking about it with your head that's not working yet.

"I'm home."

"Nh, welcome back."

Ira buried her face in my chest and rubbed it against me. I kept stroking Ira's head and back as I was grinding. Hmm, you feel like you're back.

"Mr. Koske!

"Milord!

Happy and the others rushed to see me and Ira. Everyone rejoiced at my safety, rubbed my head with wings, cried with emotion, and kissed me in the rain. Hey, didn't somebody just kiss you and lick you? Hey, you can take off your clothes!

"By the way, what about Sylvie?

"Over there"

When I asked about Harpy's heavy attack, Isla, who had defended her position on my chest, pointed her finger at the corner of the room. Wake up and look in the direction pointed out by Isla's fingers, and more and more Silfi, who was wearing an aura... she sat in physical education and trembled with her face buried in her lap.

"Sylvie, don't be there. Come here."

"It's okay... I can't just go back and shut up... leave me alone."

The aura called Doyondoroid is amazing. I wonder if something spiritual about darkness is acting on it.

"Never mind, Sylvie. You're just a little impressed, aren't you?

And I'm so weak - no, that's impossible. But don't give me that as a gift. This is a place of inclusiveness, inclusiveness, Koske.

Gently move Isla, who occupies the top of her chest, out of the bed and into the corner of the room under the silfi.

"Sylvie, look at me, Sylvie."

"Uhhhh...."

Sylvie's face lifted up and it was already a terrible thing. My eyes are red because I cried, my eyelids are swollen, and my nose runny... isn't that what ruined the beauty?

Remove the cloth cut from the inventory and wipe your nose after wiping your tears.

"I'm not angry, am I?

I'll kiss Sylvie's forehead and hug her gently. Were tears overflowing again? The right shoulder where Sylphie pressed her face became slightly warmer. All right, all right.

If Sylphie had forgiven her to cry, then at some point Ira and the others would have left the room. Looks like you and Sylvie were worried about me.

"Come on, stand up and sit over there. Huh?"

"Uh-huh...."

I feel that the thread has stretched from the silfi that separated my face from my shoulder, but I'll forget to see it. You can wash it together tomorrow. Now it's time for tension to energize the bottom-of-the-bottom silfy.

"It's good to see Sylvie again. But if you keep crying like that, I'll be sad too. I don't care at all. Huh?"

Sylphie was in trouble for a while, but eventually the sound of nose sniffing disappeared. And suddenly it glowed when I thought what was murmuring.

"Whoa!? What light!?

When the light subsided, Sylvie's eyelids were swollen, his eyes were congested, and my shoulders were clean. Looks like Sylphie did a lot with Spirit Magic.

I'm sorry, Koske.

"That's why I'm not angry. That's all you worried about, isn't it? I'm so glad I'm here."

"Uu....."

Sylphie hugged me again with a crying voice. While she was crying, Sylphie fell asleep with Suyasuya.

Putting such a silfi to bed makes me stand in the kitchen. I'm hungry, and I want Sylvie to eat something.

Hmm, what to make. That's right, I'll make the first Kebab or burrito I've ever had Sylvie eat. Now that we have a cooking table, we should be able to make more delicious and perfect burritos.

That's all I miss, so why don't you make some soup? This is a regular consomm-flavored piece of equipment. It would be nice if it were soup. Would it be better to make your own without using your craft skills? Though I think it is better to taste it, and above all, I conclude that there will be no problem because it does not change what I made.

Speaking of which, we'll have to take care of Grande... as long as we can see the inclination and decrease of the day, we won't be stunned for hours. The dragon must be a reptile creature, and the interval between meals won't be that short.

You'll complain a little, but tomorrow won't be a problem. I should serve you for that.

While doing so, Silfi woke up and began to look around anxiously on the bed. Find me immediately and make my face shine.

"I made you dinner. Let's eat together."

Yeah!

I feel like Silfi is retreating as a toddler. Well, it's nice because it's cute.

"I tried to make something like the one we first met."

I miss it.

Sylphie glances at the burrito on the plate and narrows her eyes. The soup was also served and the meal was ready.

Well, let's eat. I'll take it. "

"I'll take it."

The two of us bump into burrito. The first thing I feel is the crispness of the chopped vegetables. Next comes the taste of meat seasoned with a sweet sauce and a slightly sour sauce based on mayonnaise. It tastes more refined than what I ate at that time. Delicious.

"Fufu, it tastes better than the one back then."

My arm's up.

Silfi smiled happily after imitating how to make a good force. Good, I'm feeling pretty depressed to the bottom.

Soup is delicious too.

"It's going to be a lot of work trying to make this complicated flavor out of a cup."

I don't know much about consomme soup recipes, but I know if you've seen or heard anything that seems to cost you a lot of labor and materials when you try to make them normally. Don't listen to the hassle of trying to make beef stew or curry from an ichi without using a commercial roo. White stew is still better.

"It's good to finally be back, really. I'm so glad to see Sylvie's face again."

"Me too. It was a gruesome melancholy that I was so impressed that I narrowed down the koske....."

"Sometimes that's what happens when emotions explode. You should be careful next time."

"Yeah."

I felt that I had returned to my usual tone, but I felt a little younger again. Sylphie's kind of unstable, too. Well, now I'm either upset, restless, or I feel like I'm going to dance.

We discuss with each other what happened after I was grabbed by Cubby, and we go ahead with the meal. When the meal is over, we serve the honey liquor and continue the conversation over the evening. No matter how much you talk, you don't talk enough. We felt that way about each other.

"Well, the limes are still protecting their mothers in the basement of the castle..."

After hearing about the presence of the limes and the stories of Sylvie's family, Sylvie cried again. But it seemed to her to be good news.

"I will definitely release the mothers and sisters that my father protected at his own expense. Absolutely."

Renewed determination, Silfi grasped his fist and filled his eyes with the light of his will.

"That's the thing...."

Then I can't help but talk to Ellen about the nostalgia of Adolphus.

I told Silfi about Ellen without any falsehood. It's too dishonest to be halfway around Sylphie.

We reported on the Golem comms that we had contact with the Adolese Virgin, but we didn't discuss the relationship with Ellen in detail. It's not about telling everybody.

Silfi's eyes became thinner and colder as she spoke about Ellen. Kowai!

I see.

"Yes, it is."

"I expected it to be Merti, but not to mention the Adolese Virgin..... Hmm"

A cool sweat comes to mind in a gentle line of sight.

"Was the Virgin beautiful?

"Well, to be honest, you were as beautiful as Sylvie."

"Hmm... but did Koske say I was the best?

"Of course. I will see the person in time, so you can confirm it at that time. Would you care for Ellen first? I was told it was impossible because the best part was already decided. My first one is Sylphie."

Take Sylvie's gaze from the front and tell her what to say. In these times, it is limited to the right offensive method. Poor craftsmanship is not good.

"I see...."

My policy worked. Sylphie blushes her face and distracts her. I'm glad to hear that. I stroked my heart down.

"Well then... can you prove it?

That's what Sylvie said, and he turned his eyes towards the bed.

"Of course."

"No, you're being gentle...?

"Leave it to me."

Sylvie and I started a long night.

The next day.

"My turn now."

I did my best.

And the next day.

"" "Now it's our turn!

I worked very hard.

And the next day.

"Fufu, now it's my turn, right?

"Forgive me!

"You can't escape the demon species."

"Ahhhhhhhhhh!

I was hard at work.

Meanwhile, around that time.

"I'm hungry... hahhhhhhhhhhh... yet...?

Grande was crying, abandoned in a vast open space.