The rustic flavoured pancakes were naturally sweet, with a slight hint of maple syrup. Just as good as a noon snack, it goes well with tea and fruit juice.

The thickness is about five sheets of crepe fabric, with a moist texture.

"It's delicious. I like this kind of thing."

"Uhm, it's delicious!

Me and Ergonote took a bite and then threw the rest into our mouths at the same time. Pretty tasty and handsome.

"Success. Good for you, Plum, Hempero"

"Yes it is -! Greg, there's more!

"Come bake more!

The two former directors of Manuferno, who bake the dough in a hot frying pan, seem to have gotten used to it though their hands are dangerous.

At first, I was fed scrambled dough or something, but it seems to have improved a lot. When it comes to flavour, Riola adjusted it so it's a reassuring delicacy.

The tense Hemperoza and Plum had aprons on top of the piece. Apparently it is handmade by Riola and also has a lovely embroidery across her chest.

When I asked before, I was humbled that my mother had just taught me a little bit, but now she's a fine skill at fixing debacles and making aprons.

The sight of a large crowd surrounding the table in a living dining room filled with autumn light is a peaceful one.

The pancakes made by Riola and Manuferno, as well as the prams, are served on many large plates, but instantly disappear into the stomach.

"Do you want some syrup?

"Ah...... yeah"

Slightly Iola and Riola exchange words at that rate. I'm not completely ignoring it. It's an atmosphere of continuing the Cold War, but it seems to be exploring some trigger.

But unfortunately for Iola, I feel like there's no other way to make up for it than to decline the composition exposing my sister Fetish...

And suddenly it was Princess Rana who grew up.

Are you satisfied with the fact that it fits as Iola's T-shirt, the old "Death Giving Me Juice! '" Iola! Juice!' He stopped rumbling with his desire.

"Iola......, Me, Larna Becomes a Human Death"

"What? How?"

"Dace With Magic Power"

Hey, Princess Rana's sending me her gaze. Yeah, I'm not gonna do it.

Iola looks down wonderfully at Princess Lana with her eyes shining over her chest as she cheeks her pancakes.

"Ha, I'd like to see that, but nothing like it is now..."

"When Me became human and settled in Iola's heart, I decided on my heart, Dace!

"Settling..."

Look at me like Iola begs for help.

"It's okay to be human, but what can I do to help?

I asked Princess Rana. At least I haven't been consulted on anything. There seems to be only one way to do this with magic.

For example, you can illuminate an opponent with morphological maintenance magic (sonomama), exterior change (metamo outer skin), or perceived agitation magic (imaginjammer) as "human" …

"Ehehe, actually, Death, I'm talking to the wizard, Mr. Lentomia, Dace."

"To Lentomia...?

Princess Rana smiled, tilting her little neck. I was somewhat surprised that Lentomia was helping. I do think Lentomia held Princess Larna a few times and tried to "consult" her in the lab...

- Is he up to something?

And just in time there was someone who stepped over the boundaries of the Sage Hall. The Wizard of the Half Elf has returned with a mighty magic that cannot be hidden away.

"I'm home! Wow, that smells good!

Lightly rushing into the living room dining room, Lentomia opened her slicing eyes and fragranced. She looks like a girl, but weaves a uniform from a school building for boys.

Seems like it would be a lot of fun for Lentomia to go to school with Iola and Riola, even though she won't have anything to learn anymore.

Well, the cute face and the outfit look sixteen or there, so I guess it's not uncomfortable to treat you as a critical elderly...

As a matter of fact, I thought Lentomia was "unknown in age" until a short while ago, but when I looked in search magic (Ggol), I found that "half elves" grew up to be the same as adults.

But you think it's a species that grows and ages significantly slower after the age of twenty and can spend time with the age of forty or fifty while still young? Ultimately, they often live about 1.5 times longer than humans.

In any case, I guess Lentomia's age is sixteen or there as it seems.

"Lentomia, welcome back."

"A little? You were supposed to be in the school building, but it was too late."

"I was just stopping by. Is that it? Ergonote was coming, how are you?

"Ha, as you can see"

Lentomia smiled all the time when she saw the ergonote sitting at the table. Picking a piece of pancake on the table while in a poor uniform puts a "ha-ha-ha" in my little mouth.

"Lentomia, first you'll wash your hands and be ugly when you get home from the outside!

"Well, Greg looks like Mr. Kew, doesn't he?

"Shut up."

Lentomia washed her hands in the water when she laughed and lowered her back to the chair between Ergonote and Iola. Thanks to the many vegetables and fruits purchased on Paradise Island in the South, things seem to be going very well here these days.

"We were supposed to go to the school building together, but where were we stopping by?

"I'm going for a walk around the corner looking for a magic catalyst."

"Is that like taking a walk and finding it?

The Magic Catalyst and what we call it is the ingredient when you can rub a magic medicine.

There is no need for catalysts or anything for magical excitation by surgical chants such as flames and explosions, but instead the energy that springs from the back of the mind (...) is the main raw material.

"Well. Soil, water, herbs, and medicine to match the attributes of the slime, so you can pick it up there."

Even though the appearance is not significantly different from that of Iola and Riola, the light of intelligence behind the eyes shown from time to time still sometimes feels old.

"Slime...... are you kidding me, Princess Rana's?

"Yes, that's no way. It's a magical medicine that immobilizes Princess Lana as a human body."

"The Wizard, your promise to Me, the Death you remembered -?

"Yeah! It's the funniest research, so exploration is important to wizards."

"Research. I guess you're gonna be okay, huh?

Because I was born and rampaged in the pharmaceutical process before, and it came to my mind about Death Planetia, the demon demon green body that suited my bad eyes.

"Heh heh heh! Hey, help me out when you're done eating Greg too."

"Oh, oh... I don't mind"

"Just the two of us. We need to talk."

I remembered an unspeakable heartbeat on Lentomia licking jam with a tyrol and red tongue tip and then eating pancakes.

Continued