Tate no Yuusha no Nariagari (WN)

On that day, I made it into a mood change because I wanted to make dessert appropriately with flour (maybe not actually) that I had recommended from town.

Why dessert is because honey can be refined in bioplant variants that were studied and made with rats.

I also make tastings.

"Brother! What are you making?

"Shut up and watch, oh that's about the fire...... weaken as much as you can"

Warm the iron plate and mix the demonic milk with the flour, while making the dough.

Others float the fat content of the milk and make the cream to whip it. Add honey to this to add sweetness.

Prepare more fruit.

As I was cooking, the slaves and the demons, and the philoreals, were getting caught in the smell and gathering.

... Enough?

For once, the same ingredients are being used by other cooks.

"What more do you do than that?

"It's obvious, brother!

"Is scribbling a hobby of cooking?

Smelt asks after training with the female knight.

Sure, there's gonna be a language study waiting for you next time?

He asked me to study because he wanted to know how determined he was.

For once, I'm taking it honestly.

I thought if people told me to study this type of thing, I wouldn't like it, but it's why I'm taking it seriously.

I make a list of letters and write them down.

It's not like this. If I had said something about the means to get stronger quickly, I would have decided that there was no reflection.

"It's not a hobby. I just remembered it when I realized."

"You're used to it instead. Smells good."

"Let me pull it out, you remember anything too?

"If you want a sentence..."

"... just kidding. If you want to eat, wait."

"Oh, I look forward to Sang-wen's delicious rice."

Are you in a good mood?

I think it's a good idea that I'm not used to the type of habit...

"Well."

Cook the thinnest-stretched dough as thinly as possible on a round iron plate and immediately flip over to cook.

Then move that basement to another table, serve the fruit, and finally apply the cream and wrap it in a cup.

"It's done."

"Oh, I knew you were making crepes"

"Well, I used to work part-time in the food corner, so I knew how to make it."

"Bytes...... that's a nostalgic word"

"Have you never smelled it?

"No. I was hoping to do it."

Well, smelling is high school, and there are many places where you can't work part-time, depending on your school and your parents.

Now my brother goes to a school where part-time work is forbidden.

Me? I've been working part-time on my money craving since I was in high school.

You know how to use it.

With that said, I give Prototype One to smell.

Did the reproduction go well? Smelting would be the easiest to appreciate.

"Mm...... still delicious. It's a little different than I know, but you don't have to worry about it."

"Nah. Is it delicious after all?

Keel is listening with his eyes shining.

"Holla, this is one of the foods in my world, the crepe"

I gave the finished second to Keel.

"Crepe... food I've never heard of. You're the food of your brother's world."

I smelled it. Keel sees the crepe as serious.

For once, I'm human now. I've been a dog a lot lately.

He said that he consumes magic during transformation, but his senses are sharper, his body lighter, and easier than that?

Paku and Keel cheek the crepe.

"It tastes like you've never eaten before."

Keel moves his tail and ears as he eats Momogu over and over.

"Yum!"

"Right."

The villagers, demons, and philosophers express their desire to eat Keel's words.

That's why I started baking crepes one after the other.

"Yum! Crepe. Uh-huh. Yeah, yeah!

Keel ran out saying something like that.

"Don't fall."

I think it was pretty much at the same time I cautioned.

Keel's on it!

"Hey... have you seen it somewhere? That."

"That's an odd encounter, so am I."

Plus, grandiously, the crepe fell to the ground and splashed.

"I think it was ice cream"

"It's shaved ice at my place. It's old enough, but I've seen it."

Future like VRMMO & promises even exist in Japan in different worlds.

Keel... you're the one who won't take it off.

"Ugh... the crepe your brother made. Awwwwwwwww!

Keel's guy, staring in tears at the splashy crepe, screaming.

Well, if it's such a shame, soon... will the ingredients hold?

There is only a suspicious amount of people in the village.

……

Keel stares at the crepe that has fallen to the ground in such a shame.

Other subhuman slaves reach out to make them stand but they don't seem to be in their eyes.

Eventually......

Pak!

Eaten!?

No matter what I thought, Keel, transformed into a dog, started eating crepes splashed on the ground.

"Keel! What are you doing?

"I'm gonna break your stomach!

"Let go! It's the stuff your brother made for me! Can you do something for nothing!

"No! I told you not to eat what your brother dropped."

"Still, I eat! Out of the way! I can't eat crepes! Whoa, whoa, whoa!"

Keel's guy, stretches his hand out to a splashy crepe while he restrains himself around with wild eyes, even if he's held back.

Um... did you put something in there that would make you addicted?

Let's report this nectar to Lato as a failure.

"Relax! Holla, I'll do mine!

"Is it good!?

"Oh."

The smell gave Keel his own crepe, so hard that the matter converged.

I struggle to understand why Keel messed up so much, but smell is familiar with the village for a long time.

Well, do you get used to it if you live in the village all day?

Eventually the smell returned and said with a slightly troubled look.

"You're nostalgic..."

"No, there must have been a drug ingredient in the honey"

"I don't think so. So I hope you don't stop. Everyone's watching it with great eyes, and make it."

There is some pressure from slaves on the smell.

I have a drug suspicion, but it's not definitive, okay?

What a story, Yuen Kang came surrounded by philoreals.

"Father-in-law. You're doing something so jealous!

Just received a crepe from me. Yunkang says when he sees the filorial looking delicious eating.

That's the first one.

Yuen Kang has thought since he was accompanying Vich, but what he says is something of an obstacle to eclampsia.

Same goes for calling me your father-in-law as always, but what envies you?

I don't want to preach anything appropriate.

Well, it's a hassle to relate to Mengkang in itself, so it seems appropriate.

"Father-in-law!?

Ask me in a voice turned upside down as the smell pointed to Genkang.

"I never got a chance to talk to you, but what the hell is going on!?

"Uh... you forgot to explain. Smelt, Yuen Kang was betrayed by Vitch, and it broke."

"Oh, really?"

"It's rude to break, stepfather. I just woke up to true love. Don't make the mistake there, too!

"Smelt...... kun!?

Goosebumps and trembling smell begs me for help.

Good.

I didn't seem to be the only one called by a weird name.

I don't feel bad about Yuen Kang giving it up for smelling.

"True love!?

"Uh... plainly speaking, as Vitch whispered to you depressed... the stupid bird in the house encouraged you. The owner, or the parent of the upbringing, I'm the step-parent."

"Ha... I don't know, you look so happy"

Smelt analyzed Yuenkang, who touched the philoreal and laughed joyfully.

"So? Meng Kang, what are you? If you don't have business, just hang out with Phil Real."

You're obsessed with raising philoreals, and you haven't given any particular instructions yet.

Though I think a massive increase in the number of Phylorial Queens would also work in waves if grown.

"Yes, I wanted to ask you if you could buy me another new filo real."

"You still want it! Come on, man!

Filorial chicks appear from somewhere in my anger to intimidate Yuankang.

This philoreal...... Phyllo loaned it from Genkang and left it with me, but when he's gone, he comes out when I'm angry or in trouble. I seem to have an LV, but I haven't changed my appearance. It's a lovely snack.

What kind of principle is that?

Or is this like a nuclear stone in a dragon on the Philological side?

When you invite a child gaelion to bed, they show up and intimidate each other.

Well, we usually get along.

On the surface, we get along, but there is cold like a relationship where we get together.

"Really... I'll be patient"

You pulled back honestly.

Or I want you to stop calling me your stepfather.

But there's no sign of ever stopping because this doesn't seem to be the only way to give in.

"So? I think it's time to study?

"Oh, you did"

"Father-in-law!

"... what?

"I want to study too"

"Oh, yeah. Then come study with your slaves and your smell. I'll review it at night."

Sometimes we keep an eye on whether smelting is serious.

I won't forget. About Carmilla Island.

I was agreeing with the tree that said where can I remember my skills in understanding different worlds of languages.

I need you to show me your sincerity.

"Then I'm going! By the way, can't you do something about the smell of pigs? My nose is about to bend."

"I don't deny the opinion that there are many women, but I can't. Your body odor... I'll think about it when I cure the bird odor"

"Father-in-law, this is a noble, aromatic, aged fragrance, isn't it?

"Shut up. Don't give me an opinion. If you don't like it, get out."

This guy spotted Keel as a woman on the fast track, didn't he?

What kind of principle is that?

Sure, Keel is a woman, but pah, he's a beautiful boy.

In terms of a neutral face, don't wear it with smell.

It is undoubtedly obvious that smell is something we can talk about.

"Really? Then I'll stuck my nose and put up with it"

"... just go"

I finished handing out the crepes and resumed my studies that day.