Tensei Shite Inaka de Slowlife wo Okuritai

We pass through the village plaza that is still busy today.

Obacha in the square ... Beautiful ladies are blossoming in a story without love.

"That's right! So I replaced spaghetti twice."

"Me too!"

"Is my husband ate up to me for this time? Is it impossible?"

"Wow, Mauro eats a lot."

"Thanks, it's hard bread! It can't be true!"

Everywhere in the world, women say their husbands and food.

They need to be careful because they show strong attachment to especially sweet foods. In a world where sweets are scarce, what happens if we do that?

I'm worried about my resale of sugar due to metastasis. When will it look like Bartolo ...

Imagine the future, aiming for Logan's house through the square while jumping at the ladies who are coming and going.

After walking arbitrarily to the north from the village chief's house, there was a hut in a place where the forest was cut open. Behind it is a warehouse or another small hut.

As you step forward, you will hear a hard sound like a metal hit from the hut with good rhythm.

Well, what kind of person is Logan? According to Celia, it's not that cute and honest.

I don't know the age of Seria, but is Logan older?

I don't know the relationship between men and women in the village of Coriat Right now I'm just seeing an extreme example of an ossan. That's right.

"I'm sorry. Do you have Logan?"

Look inside from an empty hut where you can hear the work noise.

If you look inside, you can see that the walls are entirely black because they use a lot of firewood or charcoal.

Because of the work, it is rather wide and it seems to be wider than the house in the village.

In the back, there is a bearded man with a cloth wrapped around his head, like a carpenter.

Probably Logan.

The body is firmly muscled, probably because you shake a heavy hammer many times. Are you fifty years old? The appearance looks old because of sweat and soot stains, and stubble.

Logan may have noticed, but he keeps focusing on something without turning his eyes on me.

I was standing silently looking at it without going inside.

After a while, Logan stopped moving to see if the break in work had become a good place.

"It's not a place where children come ...

Mr. Logan wipes sweat with a cloth and says sledding.

Pow-oh, I was told I could go home suddenly. No, but if you think calmly, when a four-year-old child comes to a blacksmith, I think he came to play or just peeks.

"I have something I want to make."

"Are you joking? Don't play elsewhere."

I see, this is what it is. If so, let's use the trump card.

"I see ... if Seria is Logan, I'll take it.

"……wait a minute"

When he turned his heels, Logan muttered. Truly a trump card!

"Yes? "

I look back with a pure face.

"... I was asked what I wanted to make."

"I may be lying and using Seria's name, right?"

"You know what happens if you do that in this village? They are strong and strong. We can't win ..."

At first I was crisp and reluctant. Logan turns negative when he switches on.

Let's live freely so that this will not happen in the future. It was the moment I swear.

"so?"

Mr. Logan returns to the bitter guy, recovering. Switching is pretty fast. This acceptability may have been cultivated from the events of Logan in the past.

"What can Logan make?"

"I can make everything from pots, farm tools, knives to swords. If anything, I'm good at kitchen knives."

"It can be quite wide."

"If it's a village blacksmith, that's almost the case."

"I see. Today I want to make a frying pan and knife."

"I know the knife, but what is the frying pan? Is it a normal round one?"

"No, it's square, and the handle is oblique."

I thought it was parchment, but he didn't put it. By the way, in this world, poor quality paper can be purchased at low cost. Merchants who come to the house regularly bring it.

It seems that quality paper is available in the Imperial City. It seems that they now sell poor quality paper into notepads.

Seria did have something like a notepad. They need a recipe. Now I'm training my daughter or something. Will new strongest creatures be completed within a few years?

I can't help but take out the paper quietly from my pocket with space magic and draw a fry pan for fried eggs.

Show pictures drawn above, next to, below, and diagonally.

"Square? What is it used for?"

"To make delicious fried eggs"

"Isn't it round?"

"Everybody can show that beauty if it is not a square!"

"That's right."

After that, we talked about the depth and length.

If I didn't use a knife now, I was told I would come when I needed it. Is that so? I need to fit my body.

----

One week after order.

I'm going to go to Logan's house as promised.

However, today I'm jumping with transfer magic. Go with the image of Logan's hut!

I thought that the scenery in front of my house had disappeared for a moment, and I immediately changed to the scenery in front of Logan's hut.

At first, I was not used to sudden changes in the scenery and felt uncomfortable, but once I got used to it, I was not bothered.

Thanks to practicing every day, it has become easier for me at this distance. I burned down the image, observing every corner just in case, to be successful.

Logan asked, "Is there anything unusual here? Only huts and forests everywhere? ] Has been told.

Pochaun! I have an image on my head! I got an Osaka dialect unintentionally. We want you to refrain from strange children and pervert certification.

Today will be about the same time as last time. Immediately you hear a metallic sound. I'm looking at the knife blade, maybe I've finished hitting it.

Mr. Logan removes his gaze from the kitchen knife, as if I was in sight.

“Don't be afraid.

Because you came here today. Don't you feel any sign? This magic

If you learn assassins, it will be ridiculous.

"Ah, are you done?"

"Oh, here it is."

Logan picks up a staster and two square frying pans hung on the wall.

One is for Seria and the other is for use in a mansion.

Take a close look at it and make sure that there is no problem. Almost as ordered and no problem. The improvement by a little care is probably the kindness of Logan.

"Thank you!"

"How do you actually use it?"

"If you can lend a kitchen and ingredients, can you make it right away?"

"It's not such a big place, but there are eggs, a little salt and sugar."

"I'll make it now."

When I followed Logan-san, I came to another small hut.

This is home. Is that so? Can you sleep in the workplace?

The hut here looks more ragged. In some places, there are holes in the trees.

When he enters the hut, he prepares the firewood while arranging it.

While doing a little reinforcement in the meantime.

I reinforced the fragile places one after another with earth magic.

Logan looks at this with a surprised face to see if the fire has been adjusted.

"You can use magic at that age?"

"Well, I can do this. I closed the hole."

"It seems that I can live by itself"

"It's natural because magic is used to enrich lives."

"Why not to fight?"

"It's obvious. I use it for self-defense."

While talking, pour oil into a frying pan and add the eggs little by little.

I want soy sauce or something, but even without it, the taste of the eggs is delicious enough, so I just added a little sugar. I don't seem to like Logan's sweetness, so I took a few drops.

"Wow, Kukuru is dexterous. Can you be a cook?"

"I like cooking, but I won't be a cook."

Eggs become layered one after another and become thicker.

Beautiful, this shape. You can eat as many fried eggs. I ate a lot in the past.

"Wow, a square for this?"

Looking at the finished fried egg, Logan mumbles deeply.

"Let's eat it."

Mr. Logan puts the cut, hot fried egg in his mouth.

"... It's delicious. I often eat fried eggs and jumbled ones, but just layering to get this texture and taste."

"Yeah, right? The flavor changes depending on the seasoning. If this spreads, I think that frying pan orders will flood."

"Definitely more orders. Let's get ready today."

Apparently Logan also liked it. On the contrary, did you make such a boring thing that is not delicious? If you are told, I'll go ahead.

On that day, persistently, "If you go to the dining room of Seria, can you eat this? Answered many times, "I can eat it," and returned home.

This may be an addict.

On the way home, I went to Seria's dining room and demonstrated how to make it.

"I have to buy eggs!

And it seemed to be very happy. It seems like I'm leaving the store and practicing to make it like my fried egg.

In the cafeteria, the reversi was too exciting and the men were soft. It is up to the daughter to respond.

As a reminder, Logan may have been annoying.

"Logan has always been such a guy. Come on! "

It was. What a man.