Tensei Shite Inaka de Slowlife wo Okuritai

Brother Silvio finished the paint, my king, and the original battle pencil is complete.

Of course, you can't play with just one bottle, so it's accompanied by multiple other demon-inspired ones.

You won't have any complaints about this.

When I handed the Battle Pencil to the employees of the Triela Chamber of Commerce who were waiting in the village for contact, they immediately started transporting me to Wang Du.

It's not like working for a company, but you still don't like things that are enforced.

If that's for you, it's not bitter, but if it's for others, it breaks bones.

Just because I have a job is a distraction and I can't really enjoy my usual routine.

Maybe that's because of my stained animal spirit, but I'd like to avoid this kind of trouble in the future, if I may.

Well, that concludes the request the king asked me to make. That's all I have to think about.

As the shoulder load descended and slowed, it somehow moved from autumn to full-scale winter.

"... cold"

When I woke up in bed, I was awakened to consciousness with the cold air surrounding the room.

The only thing that's warm is in my remaining futon.

But that would also all be eroded by cold air.

I don't want to get out of bed because it's cold in the winter. Sleep twice as it turns out. What a common pattern.

So how many precious holiday mornings did you crush?

Well, I also love spending time asleep, so that's plenty of time.

Whatever it is, you shouldn't be cold to sleep twice.

I immediately float multiple fireballs to increase the indoor temperature as well.

"Huh...... warm"

Melamella and burning fireballs in the air instantly raised the temperature indoors that turned into low temperatures.

That weakens and maintains the momentum of the fireball where it has reached a pleasant temperature.

After all, humans are best off living in the right temperatures.

I close my eyelids and sink my consciousness into the darkness again when the temperature in the room has reached the right temperature.

"Al! It's time for an audition!

But the presence that inhibits it has intruded. It is Sister Elinora.

They come in like their own room without knocking as usual.

I tried to decide to sleep with him, but I stopped and honestly only opened my eyes.

Because for some reason I realize it's useless because I don't go through with Sister Elinora or Mother Erna.

Besides, there are many chances that this one will be approached by a good thing and taken to a discussion of strength.

"It's cold and it's still early."

"In winter, Al slows down his movements and it takes time to prepare, doesn't it? So I came to wake you up early - ugh, it's winter and it's only warm here. Kind of disgusting."

Not even listening to me complain, Sister Elinora walked into the room and flaunted her face.

I guess it made me uncomfortable with the temperature difference between the hallway and my room.

I don't even know how I feel, but it's strangely hurtful when a woman tells me I feel sick enough to be able to come into the room.

Or in the winter, you move slowly, like a reptile who can't maintain his temperature.

"It's okay, 'cause I'm not gonna let you bring your prep"

So I want you to keep me in bed until archeological time is critical.

"I came into the room and I didn't make my body slight."

"Sister Elinora, trust me..."

"You can't have a serious voice. Look, I'm going down to the first floor."

"Yeah, yeah."

Without responding at all to my serial expression and voice, Sister Elinora dragged me out of bed.

The futon got strangely tangled up at that time, I'm sure the futon missed me too.

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I change from bedtime to regular clothes and go down to the first floor.

The air was warmer in the living room than it was in my room because of the fireplace running.

"Morning, Al."

"Good morning, Brother Silvio"

Kotatsu had Brother Silvio.

That's our good sense man. Give a proper morning greeting. It's a big difference from my sister coming into the room without knocking or saying hello.

There's still time for an audition. For a second, I'm going in for a snack to warm my body.

but the location of the shortest route has been broken into by Sister Elinora, so I have no choice but to enter a distant place that is vacant.

Kotatsu is already up and warm. This is more heating than a futon.

"Hey, Brother Silvio"

"What is it?

"You think you want to get out of your knuckles and do an audition outside on such a cold day?

"I don't want to. I have to."

"That's the thing. Uzi, Uzi, I won't say it."

Sister Elinora just tells me this is the place to ride the honors student exemplary answers.

"This cocktail is a heating appliance made from my inert desire not to go outside?

"That's not what I'm talking about. Don't get me out of the way."

Sister Elinora, who sits in a cocktail for a long time.

Come on, I'm saying things like Mother Erna to Sister Elinora's habits.

There's no way Sister Elinora can handle such a smart response. I'm sure my mother Elna taught me what to do when I try to get round to it.

Something's a little regrettable.

"Oh, you're all set already!

As I was biting my teeth, Baltro came into the living room.

A small pot is held in its hand and smells like gentle miso.

"Maybe, miso soup?

"Oh, how hard can it be to audition on such a cold day? So drink something a little warm and help me out!

Bartolo, what a handsome heart you are.

"Thank you, Bartolo!

"If you drink miso soup, you'll be more powerful than usual."

"I was just hungry!

The expression of me, Brother Silvio and Sister Elinora stains with emotion at the gentle care of Bartolo.

"Hehe, today's miso soup is a little flashy."

Flashy? Is it a lot of ingredients or something? Or something with fancy ingredients in it?

Peek into Bartolo's open pan so that he can embark on himself with concern.

Then a bright red tomato sat in the middle of the pan.

"Whole tomato miso soup!

"" Oh. "

It's not the same direction I imagined, but it's certainly flashy.

Who would expect a whole bunch of big tomatoes?

As the gentle fragrance of miso soup rises, wait jizzily for Bartolo to dine with you.

I can tell just by looking at it. Absolutely delicious.

I could assure you that the tomatoes sitting in miso soup were soft just at first glance.

When all the tea bowls were served with a whole tomato of miso soup, we got together and put our hands on the spoon.

The ingredients are simply leeks and cabbage. I have tomatoes in the main so that's enough.

The tomatoes are very soft whether the thin skin has been peeled beforehand. I could very easily creak with a spoon.

Cool slight hot air with your breath before slowly entering your mouth.

"... delicious"

The softened tomatoes melted loosely in my mouth.

And the sweetness of the tomatoes spreads.

It'll warm you up.

"These tomatoes are sweeter than usual!

"Tomatoes add sweetness by passing heat through them. Thanks to that."

Yeah, Bartolo's right. The sweetness of the tomatoes is increased thanks to the proper heating.

It's delicious and voluminous to be convinced that this tomato is the star.

The sweetness and acidity of the tomatoes dissolve in the miso, which is delicious.

Drink the juice and it warms up from inside your body. It also warms up from the outside with a snack. That's great.

"Oh, it was delicious"

"You're very warm."

"Yeah, it's warm, my stomach's swollen, let's not audition"

"You can't do that."

Sister Elinora pissed me off when I was talking to Brother Silvio like that.

"Eh, I don't want to go outside anymore if I eat such delicious food and warm it up with a cocktail. Let's keep it soggy with cottons."

I'm having a good morning. I don't want to bother to abuse myself.

I want to enter a much sloppier time like this.

Brother Silvio watches me in vain with a bitter laugh, and sister Elinora goes through.

No matter what I sue you for, it doesn't look like you two have a choice to stop auditioning.

I sighed discouraged, and I flashed when I saw Bartolo cleaning up the dishes.

"Yes, Baltro! Now's the time to ask for me!

Yeah, I made a deal a while back. That means Bartolo will exempt me from my audition instead of helping me clean it.

If I cut that card, I don't have to go auditioning.

"Arre?"

Bartolo drops in softly as Sister Elinora is surprised.

"Whoa, boy. I did promise, but you said you couldn't do it suddenly.

I need to tell you in advance if Bartolo is to give a reason.

Even if I say it on the day and it succeeds, it just puts a huge strain on Bartolo.

"Damn, speaking of which, I did"

"Don't worry. If I told you in advance, I'd let you dodge it properly."

"Well, next time you're auditioning, will you?

"Okay."

The winter weather has gotten harsher lately. Let us evade the audition next time.

I made sure Bartolo snorted firmly. I giggle.

"Come on, it's time to go outside."

But soon Sister Elinora took me outside, and the extra grin collapsed.