Tensei saki de suterareta no de, mofumofu tachi to oryouri shimasu ~okazari ouhi wa my pace ni saikyou desu~

"Is this fried food...?"

In the kitchen, Mr. Hayrt was confused.

Behind his gaze is a dish full of the familiar end of the pork, which has turned burnt brown.

"To be precise, it's a failure of fried food.It's too fried, it's too hot, it's burning. "

Insufficient heating of meat could cause food poisoning.

They tend to overfry to avoid the meat remaining raw.

"The most important thing in fried food is the temperature of the oil.You don't know how hot it is just by looking at it? "

"Is that why I'm here?"

Nod at Mr Hayrt's words.

I know several ways to measure the temperature of oil, but so far, all of them are uneven and difficult to use.

The method of measuring the temperature failed due to the spread of breadcrumbs in the oil.

Using a wet stick instead of vegetable chopsticks to measure the temperature in response to the oil continued to fail.

Is it because of the wrong way of doing it, or is it because the type of oil is different from the one I used a lot in my previous life?

I don't know which one, and maybe there are other causes.

If the temperature of the oil remains unknown, the fate of the frying condition will be left to you.

If we succeed only a few times, we waste a lot of oil.

"I stopped practicing fried foods because they were a waste of expensive cooking oil and there was no prospect of success.... but with the help of Mr. Hayrut, we might be able to fry it well. "

It's easy.

First, fry the food several times with Mr. Heirut checking the temperature of the oil, and remember the temperature of the oil each time.

Of these, they were just in good frying condition, but at the same temperature as oil.You can adjust the heat reduction while having Mr. Helmut check the temperature of the oil.

Following Mr. Hayrut's instructions on temperature, the number of failures should have been reduced considerably.

And if you're dealing with the right temperature oil over and over again, you'll be able to use your five senses to determine the right temperature, even if you're not looking at the heat.

I'll give you an explanation like... and try experimenting with it.

"I'm counting on Mr. Helmut. Please."

I looked up at Mr. Hayrt in the line of favor.

I gave up on frying once, but thanks to Mr. Helmut, I was very motivated.

Fried tonkatsu, tempura, and fried shrimp.Sweet donuts are fried.

There's a lot of fried food that I'd like to try again.

Enough motivation.

When I entered the mood, I looked at the greased pot.

"Yes, yes, I understand.Please let me have some fried food when you're good at it. "

"Of course! I would love for Mr. Hayrut to know the beauty of fried foods!"

I promise, I'll start heating the oil.

― ― Believe that this challenge will lead to a delicious fried food life.

I even encouraged Mr. Hayrt and his fries.

◇ ◇ ◇

When the sounds of oil ringing all over the place stuck to Hayrut's ears and he couldn't get away.

"It's done....!"

Reticcia cheered.

She is grasping fried food drawn from oil at the tip of a pair of cooking utensils called chopsticks.

"This stunning fox color...!A genuine tonkatsu no matter how you look at it from anywhere. "

Leticia was in a good mood.

She moisturizes her eyes with a gentle expression and stares at the tip of the chopsticks.

Ignoring that the object to stare at was fried food, she had a very beautiful side.

(She looks like a pretty girl with no complaints.....)

When I approached her closely, she had a very different impression.

Leticia still smiles like a town girl in front of her.

When I cut the pimples and tonkatsu, I checked the condition inside my clothes.

"There's a good fire in there.I fry it well without excessive shortage.I've got the trick to determine the optimal oil condition!Thanks for your help! "

Amethyst's eyes looked up straight with gratitude.

Even Hayrut, who has no romantic feelings for Reticcia, is likely to follow.

(Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh)Excellent destructive power)

Leticia herself must be doing what she wants.

However, there was also a difference between the superior appearance and the appearance of acting as a queen, and it was realized by Hayrut that it would take away the heart of the viewer.

And I remember Claude, Leticia's brother.

"Of our four brothers, the best as nobles is on the eldest son, Julius, and the strongest is on the second son, Bernard.And my youngest Leticia is the biggest one. "

At first, I thought it was Claude's loving speech.

As I spent time with Leticia, I realized.

She has the power to attract and move the hearts of many people.

(It's definitely a big deal.Even if I knew the heterogeneity of my eyes, I wasn't scared at all.)

Once upon a time, Hayrut taught others the secrets of his own eyes, whether or not he had the same eyes as himself.

The result is engraved into memory with bitter thoughts.

Most humans ran away saying that their eyes were creepy, and those who did not flee were just a bunch of people trying to use their eyes for nothing.

(Leticia, it was completely unexpected that you used my eyes for cooking.)

I like muscle-cooked food.

Regarding food, Leticia is positive and motivated.

When I was trying to make chocolate in the Amazon style, I was amazingly passionate.

(Well, thanks to that, Lord Ernest liked it, too.)

Thanks to that tempura-shaped chocolate, the relationship between the two countries, which was on the verge of becoming ruthless because of Theodore, has improved considerably.

Too much as a decorative queen, Leticia contributed to the country.

They seem to be loved by the servants of the detached palace, and they get along with the cooks and serve tonkatsu.

"It's done! Have a bite to eat, Mr. Hayrut!"

When Hayrut sits down, a plate of tonkatsu with chopped cabbage is placed.

It's my first time eating food, but the look and smell are appealing enough.

"My recommendation is how to eat with this sauce.I've developed a recipe for fried sauce that might come one day. "

"Hee, it's for fried food. I'll try it."

The passed sauce has a thick and viscous black color.

I tried it on tonkatsu, and Hayrut took it to my mouth.

……

When you bite it, it's chewy.

The clothes on the surface were shattered and there was a pleasant sound.

Sakukuku, Sakukuku.

Beyond my clothes is soft meat, and when I chew it, the gravy is soaked.

The sauce was sweet and intense, and the aftertaste was refreshing thanks to the fruit blend.

"This flavor...! It's a habit...!"

Hayrut was murmuring when he noticed.

Delicious.

The second and third slices go on eating in no time.

Leticia's passionate cuisine was the only one, and the tonkatsu was very delicious.

"I'm glad it suits your mouth.I've fryed another one well, so would you like to replace it? "

"Can I have it?"

"No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.

Tonkatsu brought in extra.

It's a very advanced alternative, so don't hesitate to try to get Hayrut into his belly.

(This sign is....)

A remembered, unwelcome opponent.

A few seconds after Hayrut's detection, Leonard arrived in the kitchen.

"Hey, the painter's here today."

"Long time no see."

Say hello lightly.

For a moment, when we only knew each other, Heirut and Leonard's gaze crossed.

(It's still food.)

Thanks to Hayrut's special eyes, I noticed at a glance that the other person was behind it.

They also realize that Hayrut is not just a painter.

Leonard was knocking Hayrut on the shoulder during the first encounter.

From a third party, it would have been a familiar technique, but it was rather a kind of warning and a 'warning'.

His hands, which appeared to touch his shoulders lightly, were exerting considerable force on the fruit.

So Hayrut also pretended to tap the other person's shoulder back, and actually tapped Leonard's shoulder hard.

In contrast, Leonard didn't show any upset, as expected.

No matter what I thought, I couldn't be just a bard.

(Both me and Leonard know that the other person has a dark situation behind them.That's why if I point it out and make it public, we'll be torn apart by retaliation.)

That's why Hayrut stops moving and stands by.

How will Leticia deal with Leonard in the future?

Hayrut was careful to gather information from the surroundings.