The morning sun is bright and comfortable.
A slightly open kitchen window reveals a breeze with a good touch.
The trees in the Royal Castle Behind the Park from the window were beginning to change in colour. The fast-paced broad-leaved trees are beginning to fade and the green momentum seems to be starting to fade slightly.
"It's early, it's autumn already"
"Smile. I'm getting old."
Manuferno carries herbal specialty blended tea into his mouth.
When I sip tea too, it also smells as complex as mint, apple and sweet flowers.
Elegant afternoon moments. Meet Manuferno and I for tea at a small table in the kitchen. At your feet, a few of the museum slimes that clean the wheat flour are in motion with Mozomozo.
Looking at the garden tip, the area of plants planted by Manuferno and Riola is gradually expanding in force.
At some point the flower beds turn into fields of herbs and vegetables, which seem to be replaced by parsley, basil, etc. used on a daily basis.
In the kitchen the harvested herbs are suspended and in the shade. She said she would use it later to scent tea, dishes, and soap.
There was a small boat floating in the Mitsuki pond visible through the window. Gazing at the sisters in the neighborhood (...), the rower seems to be a chuta.
My blonde sister gives me some instructions, and Chuta, the red-haired boy, is desperately rowing.
Same as always, but it looks fun and above all.
"The temperatures and weather are just right, why don't we go out"
"Agreed. But it's a hassle to get far."
"Um, sure."
Similar to each other. It's also hard to get too far.
"Make lunch and picnic...... or something?
"Park. You can have lunch in there."
"Going out or not in the garden"
"Enough. Still fun."
The gentle eyes narrow across the round glasses. Fingering her loosely knitted silver-haired tips, Manuferno stood up.
Make a simple sandwich with leftovers of bread and ham and cheese, and spill it out for lunch in the park.
Hmm, that's a really graceful holiday.
The lively voice of our sisters came to the living room dining room to break that tranquility. Eventually you'll notice me and Manuferno in the kitchen.
"Oh, what, are you going out, Dace?
Rana jumped in after cutting ahead of the busy voice.
"It's a nice day for a walk in the park. Why don't we go with Larna, too?
"Me too, Dace."
The hall slimes at your feet react to that voice with a pip. I am not issuing a directive, but I suppose you consider Larna to be a relative of the Slime tribe.
"Those boats, they're the Chuta."
"Let's go out and chase them to the mansion over there."
"Territorial waters."
"Chouta seems to be used in a delightful way."
Plum and Hemperoza look out the window at the boat and are grinning properly. But when he saw Manuferno making sandwiches, he realized that noon was near.
"I'll help you with lunch -. We'll all make it."
"Thank you. Well, help me."
"That's why. Pinch the right arrow and let the sage eat a little."
Pram and Hemperoza wash their hands, apparently intending to help.
"It's the right guy..."
"Hey, enjoy"
Hemperoza's Dark Pot Sandwich. What the hell are you going to pinch?
"Prams are good at sandwiches, too."
A plum with hair tied to a ponytail wraps around the sleeves of a white shirt.
I look around with Kyoro Kyoro and stare at the floor hall slime.
"Plum, that's not food"
"It's a joke. Guru no..."
"You meant it for a moment, didn't you?
"Eh heh."
Sometimes I was simmering a sandwich of plug...... Have you grown since, or haven't you?
I decided to move my cup of tea from the densely populated kitchen to the living room dining room.
Continued