"You know... I'm not a confectioner...?

While complaining about bumps, Chrome sends freshly baked cookies over here.

"No, not on purpose this time either..."

I got up somehow in the middle of the night, and it was not long before I went outside in search of water.

When I went to the kitchen, I saw Chrome baking sweets, and this is how I was supposed to accompany you.

Even so, I didn't ask for anything, Chrome invited me.

Point out, Chrome dyed her cheeks somewhere shy,

"... I know that. I'll split it up, so don't tell anyone."

"Uh... that Chrome was sneaking up on a source of luxury meat in the middle of the night?

"You must be fat! Look, look at that. Oh, you don't have any luxury meat!!

"Right... it's flat..."

"I said look at your chest, not your stomach!? Right!? I'll kill you!!

When I held my mouth because I didn't want to be killed, Chrome turned her face bright red and took a ha-ha-ha breath.

... Interesting.

It's interesting to mess with Mr. Fernote in a different way.

If I mess with you too much, you might get serious about it, so I have to be as good as I am, but I'll stick with you.

"... I'm not, and I'm not going to tell you that I was making sweets."

"When they find out, are you mad? Like getting pissed off because butter is a precious thing?

"I bought the ingredients personally, so I don't have them. Simply, if they knew I could make sweets, I'd be sorry."

"Oh, that's what happened"

I mean, don't you like being told and asked to do that?

Speaking of which, even when I had cookies made before, I was pressed into thinking, "Don't tell me I made them."

I know how you feel, so I'll keep you quiet in the future.

"Ham...... oh, that's delicious"

Enjoying the texture, tea was added.

When I looked at the person who let me in, I dyed my cheeks while I looked somewhere grumpy.

"Look, you're thirsty. Drink up."

"Thank you"

I'm just saying, Chrome is surprisingly a caretaker. Sometimes I see people in need who are in subtle help.

When we first met, we just fought, the side we didn't know. It was just a little fun to know that.

"Fuck you, brush your teeth when you eat properly. Don't go to sleep with your stomach out."

It's strange because the prolonged voice that I thought was sticky also only thinks to a slight extent that I talk like this mundane.

Chromium is scratching the cookies as she blinds herself to the amber eyes. He surprisingly likes sweet things.

"You just need to clean it up with restorative magic"

"... that's usually the better consumable of magic to brush your teeth. How much magic do you have left?"

"Speaking of which, Mr. Fernote said something similar."

The high healing magic I use is inherently very powerful.

If it's enough to use instead of taking a bath, it seems like less fuel-efficient magic to the point that you don't have the effort to take a bath.

Of course, that's a normal story, and it's not a big deal for me with a lot of magic and resilience.

"Ah, it's delicious, this tea"

"It's the one with the scent of fruit on the tea leaves. I like it, don't I? It's a little expensive, hey."

What do you call a flavored tee?

Lemonties and such fall into this category, but there are other worlds as well.

The fragrance touching the flutter and smell was sweet and resembled a peach.

Chromium adds about a lid of sugar to it. After all, I think you're pretty sweet.

"Ha hoo..."

"Chrome, do you like sweet?

"Whatever. It's sweet when you get tired."

"I'm tired...... well, right. They're undernourished..."

"You look at my chest again and I'm telling you!?

"... were you orphaned and undernourished after all?

"You want to die!? Right!?

Shit, I stuck with it.

He seems to be too easy to mess with, so he lost the temptation.

Chromium snorted her teeth and glanced at her all the way through here, then poured tea on her to drink up her anger.

Without sitting at the table, standing and looking down at this one, Chrome opens his mouth again.

"Nothing, me. Ha, you don't have to have boobs. Obviously it's heavy, and it's not going to move, is it?

"Oh, really?"

If I pointed it out for that matter, I wonder why it's so stunning.

"Well, just for a moment, looking at that Saint Knight's chest makes me want to chop it off, but hey"

You definitely care about that, don't you?

Though I thought so, I just swallowed it down my throat.

"Mostly, you wouldn't be so different if I said it in shape!? This, you tulpeta!

"Oh, hey Chrome, so suddenly...... do, ahem"

"... hey, so, it's a little bigger than me Oooh...!!

"Hey, I don't know about that...... Mmm, Ku, Chrome, hey strong, hey no..."

I know it's an unreasonable story for you to touch from yourself, but Chrome got angry.

Even though it's over clothes, it just hurts when you get grabbed so hard.

When she raised her voice of protest, Chrome looked stiff and let go of her hand.

"Wow, I'm sorry..."

"Ugh, I thought I could chip... not so much..."

"It would have been better than me! This betrayal too!!

"Did you betray me or something, this... hurts, hurts. Fly away..."

A slight healing magic was applied to the sore chest.

Chrome seems to think it's a bad idea to say bumps, and he's silently given me all the rest of the baked cookies.

"Uh, thank you"

"Hmm."

With a bumpy face, Chrome left. I told you to clean it up, that's what I guess.

And let's not mess around too much with our breasts. As long as I can bear it.

"... yeah, it's delicious after all"

It sounded so creepy that I was the only cook. [M]

"Chromium? Are you there?

"Ah, Mr. Ginka"

"Algiers? Chrome... looks like you misplaced it"

Mr. Ginka shrugged when he saw after the tea party for two that was spreading out on the table.

"Would you care to accompany my tea, Algiers?"

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

I was just going to fall asleep after the treat, but it's something Chrome's going to rub his chest all he wants, so I'm a little drowsy.

While preparing a new tea set, I spoke to the woman in the half elf, please.