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

"Ugh... my strawberry jam is decreasing..."

I was speaking in the kitchen with an untrained voice.

I made strawberry jam cookies for you.

... so naturally we need the ingredients.

I decided to use strawberry jam, which I stocked for myself.

"Unfortunately... this time, I'm using a different jam for my cum..."

In the corner of the kitchen, a wooden shelf was lined with strawberry jam bottles.

Of the jam bottles, the one with the green ribbon hanging on it is just for me.

In addition, the private jam bottle had a red ribbon tied around it, and the one without the ribbon was for customers and Gilbert's cooks.

The season is already early summer.

The strawberry season is over, and from now on, things like strawberry jam that have been preserved will be relied upon.

Even though Icchan, a gardener cat, can harvest some off-season strawberries, it is forbidden to force her to do so.

I've decided to use my limited strawberry resources to keep you from getting sick.

... by the way.

The owner of strawberry jam is firmly established, as can be seen from the distinction made by wrapping ribbons around the jam bottle.

A proper, rigorous discussion with me (?).

"... when we talked about strawberry jam, I was too enthusiastic..."

Remember, Ha Ha Ha Ha. Dry laughter leaks.

Lucien, who stood beside him, also had distant eyes.

-----The night the strawberry season came to an end and the jam was made.

I was facing each other more seriously than I had ever faced.

How about 40%?

Nyah!!

Difficult? Well then 40-50 minutes......

Nyaaa ~ ~? Nyaaa!!

"Well, that's impossible? Not at all?

Shake your neck sideways, I repeat words, and it's spring night getting worse.

The proper negotiation eventually turned into a meeting place for strawberry thoughts, and one person and one person became incandescent.

The squeaking was incredibly expressive and very passionate about strawberries.

... thanks to you, I realized it was morning, and with you, I had a refreshing sunset that didn't make any sense.

It's a lot of weird talking to someone who can't speak overnight, but I don't care...

... to Lucian that day,

"No matter what happens to your daughter, I will remain faithful."

Don't worry about what you were told in a tight tone.

... I switched my mood and checked the ingredients in front of me.

"... well, I love strawberries a lot."

I decided to put my hands on strawberry jam for personal use and started making cookies.

Orthodox molded cookies are made.

I decided to make strawberry jam for Iichan, and also to distribute it to myself and the servants of the detached palace.

Cookies have already been made many times in this detachment.

Thinking about humidity and temperature, fine-tuning the amount of butter, etc., should not fail.

Sprinkle butter and sugar together and mix with the herb.

On the way, it was bubbly and changed to a vessel, and it stirred around.

Lucian also made the fabric beside me, so it was easy to secure the amount.

When the dough turns white, add the melted eggs two to three times.

Mix well and add the thin flour to bring the dough together.

In order to temporarily rest the dough here, I will leave it in a box instead of an iced refrigerator.

While we wait, we'll make a cookie dough with strawberry jam for Iichan.

Mix ingredients and add strawberry jam using the same procedure as when making plain fabrics.

Thanks to the strawberry jam, the fabric became beautiful pink.

After resting strawberry cookie fabric next to plain fabric, prepare the cookie mold while preheating the oven.

Round, star-shaped, and meatball-shaped (Ichan model), meatball-shaped (Wolf model).

... it looks like two very similar meatballs, but I'm also obsessed with the details.

This particular specialty produces different cookies... but not necessarily.

While I was making it, it was okay because I was having fun.

"Now, let's stretch it out with a stick..."

After removing the rest fabric and stretching it to a thickness of about 5 mm, remove it with a mold and bake it in an oven.

"The sweet and sour aroma of roasted wheat, butter and strawberries.... and as expected, cum"

The drifting strawberry scent caught my cum.

The cooks loosened their cheeks.

"Oh, you're here again today."

"I didn't think you'd be attracted to the smell of strawberries, cum cum cum cum today."

"You cute bastard."

I get it!

I know how you feel!

You're cute, aren't you!!

I deeply agree with the cooks in my heart.

Tatsu-chan, who was waiting for strawberry at the kitchen entrance, was in the mascot position of the cooks.

I-chan is also used to it, and stares at the oven with strawberry cookies without worrying about the people who are freaking out.

While feeling the silent pressure and prompting from I-chan, I gauged the cookie baking, took it out and put it on the net.

Confirm that the coarse heat is gone, and put it on the cum dish and take it outside the kitchen.

I-chan, I'm ready.

"Nyah!!"

If you can't wait, Icchan stands up with two legs.

When you cleverly sandwich a cookie with a meatball, your mouth is filled with cheeks.

"... like a hamster..."

Even though it looks like a cat,

Don't mind me whistling, cummies throw cookies in.

His beard shakes with his moving cheeks, and his eyes are occasionally narrowed to taste.

"I'm exhausted as a cook...."

When I looked at my happy cum, I thought that strawberry jam would not be spared.