"I'll make it the next day, or you'll still be cheating on Fran."

"Uh, but it took you all day, huh? It's already evening... there was something else I wanted to do... well, that ramen? are usually concerned..."

Lana is roasting in a roaster where she planted the cocoa seeds she harvested yesterday in an orchard planned field and bought coffee beans from Leggles.

On the table I made another noodle maker and yam that I needed to make what Lana called ramen.

"... well, then, what's that?

"Yarn spinning machines and weaving machines"

"Oh, horrible child..."

This is the one I've been trying to make for a long time.

It's automatic because it's a dragonstone tool.

I had a quick schedule because the sheep came...... I hadn't stretched enough to harvest my hair yet.

"What more do you use this noodle maker for?

"Make noodles, of course."

"Well, I know that because it explained..."

"Damn, this world only has dry pasta... and bread is bread fleas!

And, obviously, he groans uncomfortably.

I think bread fleas taste good with bread fleas, I...

Of course you can't beat Lana's made wheat bread.

"Fine! I'll make you soy sauce ramen now!

"Shoyuramen......"

"Oh, in this world, soy sauce is yushao, so is it yushao ramen?

"Yusholamen......"

I'm out, Lana's Doya face.

When this comes out, something delicious generally comes out again.

Look, I'm looking forward to it, but this whole thing is about you, right?

"Watch! Fran! I'll tell you one of the most delicious foods I've ever eaten! Ohhhhhhh!"

"Yes, yes, then let me look forward to it"

But it's late. Tomorrow.

"Yes."

It's taken me a day, so I don't mind that... there's a footstep outside, and as soon as I think about it, the door is knocked.

It's time for the evening.

It's too late for people to come from town.

"Who could it be? So late."

"I'm leaving. Lana, please prepare dinner."

"Okay. Do you have any requests?

"Hmm, eggs?

"You like egg dishes, Fran? Fine, then let's make it an omelet for you!

You like it, don't you?

Like it's just easy to eat?

With that in mind, whichever one, speaks across the door.

I can't open it right away because time is time.

"Atashi, a ta si. Ne, could you stay the night?

"What? Leggles?

This unique way of speaking.

And the wild voice... and opened the door a little bit, still Leggles... and the carriage.

Next to it, Mr. Glyce.

"! Rain?

"Yeah, it's coming down, yo"

Um, when did it rain or something?

You didn't notice.

"... well, no. Stay, both of you? What's the matter with you?

Out the door.

You should put the carriage horse in the stables first.

The Leggles seem to know that, too, and the two of us go down the wooden deck stairs.

This house is built just a little high, isn't it?

When I asked Coolow's old man, he said, "You must have built a house in a place where the soil was soaked for when the river flooded."

So up the stairs to the front door.

It's tough when I have luggage or something... but when it rains, I remember what Coolow's old man said.

"Eh, actually, I wanted to talk to you two. I even went to" The Town of Eng "a little bit today, but wow..."

"Running errands for the Durtonil family?

"Eh! I'm sure Fran hates you so much, eh?

…………

When he puts the two customers in the stables, Lucy approaches them worried about the two wet heads.

In the meantime, I left customer service to you.

So, I'm taking this unexpected visitor home, too.

If you tell Lana, "Leggles and Mr. Glyce are here," she'll be happy to say, "There you are! I'm having dinner!?" he cut back.

... the ability to adapt and the ability to respond ad hoc, which is very unlikely to be a former noble courtier...

"Oh, I'm so glad! Are you sure?

"Oh, honey! I mean, what's going on at this hour? Want to stay?

"Oh no! Elana, if you do, we'll talk fast. Yikes! Actually, I had to talk to you two. Wow!

"Consultation?"

"Uh, cape's this way for now"

I let a slightly wet cloak hang on my pole hanger.

To the water dripping from the cape for two, Lana said, "Huh? Is it raining outside? River, were you okay?" He asks.

It seems that Lana also had the river on her mind.

He seemed fine when I looked at him from a distance, and he said, "At least we can't go across the river tomorrow."

Well, I'll do a ramen prototype tomorrow.

I would also add.

Oh, when I said that in front of Leggles...

"E! What? I!? ramen? I!?"

"Hehe, it's the dish I'm going to prototype tomorrow. Because I asked Fran to make something interesting!

and bring the noodle machine I made over the course of the day to the table with a doya face.

Mr. Glyce looked disgusted. Even if you look like that.

"Oh no, I'm really done with this couple of geniuses. I'm scared. A tool to make what, no?

"Make noodles! I'll reveal it tomorrow!

"Of course you'll let me try it, won't you?

"Mochiron!

... Oh, on purpose.

Calculation for purposefully selling on the topic?

That's Lana.

"Ko, kohon"

It's Mr. Glyce who's been having such a deliberate cough there.

Lana panicked and said, "I'll make you both a minute! Wait," he restarts cooking.

Yeah, you said you had a consultation or something.

I make tea and offer it to both of you, and I take a seat to hear that 'consultation'.

"So?"

"Huuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu

"Yeah."

"We're talking about building a path to this ranch."

"... we're not giving away any money, are we?

"Hey, you said Master Doultonil would let you out like that. This neighborhood is Dultonil's territory."

…………

Fine.

It's kind of like, "If you guys are making money, give me the money for the pavement!" That's what I'm about to say, uncle.

Exactly that kind of expense, I don't think I'm going to let you put it out on your own. Come on.

Partly burdened, or something like that.

"Instead, we're going to build a school with a workshop and its dormitories on the way to the town of Exi."

………… of what? "

"School yo. Dragonstone Craftsman's School! The instructor is Fran, sir!

"Huh! School!? Fran is the school teacher!? What do you mean, Leggles!

"Fran's developing dragonstone nucleus is hard to carve, isn't it? Your brother's been taught while he's on his way, Ked, that dragonstone craftsmen are overwhelmingly short of wah to mass produce! Oh, my God. De! Guaranteed clothing and accommodation at the Dragon Stone Nuclear Workshop and Dragon Stone Craftsman School with their quarters for the" Town of Eng "and" Town of Exi "! I decided to get you a job, yo! That'll increase the number of dragonstone craftsmen, and we can build dragonstone nuclei with the blueprints you guys provide, right? Even more utensil tools can be made in" The Town of Exi "and the tail is too much!

"! I see! Leggles Genius!"

………………

Ha!... Fairy passed!?

It's going a long way while I don't know the story......!?

Oh, wait, what?

What did you just say?

Huh?

"Hey, wait a minute. I didn't say I would..."

"Why not!

"Ugh!"

Something about Lana falling on Leggles while I'm out of consciousness!?

He looked back at me so sparklingly.

And fisted!

"It means Fran's talent has been recognized!

"No, I think it definitely isn't..."

"Talent or strength would be for sure...... ku......"

Ugh, Mr. Glyce, my eyes are koei......

I'm gonna stare at you. I don't know.

"Of course I'll pay you, Yo! The Durtonil family, De!

"You mean the Durtonil family runs better?

"Ee!... Well, apparently the youth unemployment rate in the person with the actual problem 'The Town of Eng' was problematic wa. That's where genius golden crawlers like you come in, La, and I'm going to use them to squeeze them out, sir!

That's a lot of rhetoric.

I won't deny it, though.

That's perfect. Leggles is a boomerang.

"A self-sufficient life is a good idea, and your talents don't have to rot here! I'll pay you, and you can do the development there, and if you think about fifteen minutes on a horse from here, eh, Ne? That shouldn't be a bad story, huh?

Leggles rubbing his hands together with a sweet voice.

Lana also said with a sparkling eye, "Good idea! Fran's the technical advisor! ♪ And I cackle woof. ♪

I hate it so much, so much!

"And the example soap..."

"They want to mass produce it for the summer, too. That thing works on food poisoning. Right?

"Huh?"

"Yes!

"Huh?"

The soap?

And I didn't know when Lana was advertising to be 'sterilized' with soap selling complaints.

I wasn't interested and stayed away when Leggles and I were having a blast... but I didn't know you were also promoting soap in the meantime, Lana... don't do it.

No, I'm not...

"Fran's soap also has antiseptic properties. Even if the virus reproduces due to summer food poisoning or winter dryness, washing it with soap should considerably reduce your risk of getting sick!

"Oh, really?

"Really!... and food poisoning should take advantage of the fridge!

"It is, yo!

Van!

and beat the table...... no, beating legulus.

Hey, what?

"Refrigerator Wow! I think mass production for the summer will reduce the number of people who die of food poisoning this year! I knew mass production of refrigerators was urgent! Sell it in with the soap, it's stupid. Sell it wrong, Nashi!

It's food poisoning, people......

Something creeps me out. I look at Leggles, and I look at Lana next door, and I get up and doya face.

Hey, I have a bad feeling about this...

"We're going to reduce the number of people who die of food poisoning this year! Leggles! Mass produce small refrigerators! And if the common man tries a little harder, he'll sell it for fifty silver coins within reach! And Fran! Build a large freezer out of medium-sized dragonstone nuclei! I'll make ice cream!

"Ah, aye?

"Ice!"

Did you say something you didn't understand?

Leggles also said, "Asai?" and lean his neck.

Lana twirled in Doya's face and approached our fridge, opened the door and brought something from below.

"Here it is!

"What? Is this... hardened milk?

"I'll make it a dessert and serve it to you. Let's have dinner first."

Oh, oh, it's that time already.

That's what I thought, and for now, as I was told, dinner is ready.

Lana, I almost watch you... but now... I'm the school teacher... no... I don't.

"Speaking of which, Lana, did you write to the Chancellor?

"Yeah, I wrote it right the last time I asked for 'waiver of title'. Life over here is very comfortable thanks to Fran! Free and enjoyable to live than in your mansion, Psycho! Come visit me one of these days! I wrote it down and sent it."

"Heh... heh"

Come on, feel free to say it.

The other guy is the Chancellor of a neighboring country, so he can't come and see me easily... Well, it's not a bad thing that a father comes to see his daughter, and I think he's worried a little when he remembers the Chancellor's boring crying face.

But what if they really push you?

Yes, no, just don't you have that?

It should be difficult at least this time of year.

Because it would be a great time to prepare for the "dragon howl".