The Too Many Summonings from Japan Have Caused the Goddess to Flip Out

"Hey! Give me the grilled rice instead! Lots of them!

"It's a booze addition! Please replace the knob!

Mr. Jouzou's shop in the Dwarf Kingdom.

The Dwarves, who have finished their work today, are immersed in delicious food and liquor in their docados and stomachs.

"Huh. You're finally here. Will the curry still be there?"

"Nothing but curry. It's good enough."

"Shut up. I'm in the mood for curry today."

Visit a shop full of dwarves like that, lightweight but human men who can tell they are working out just by looking at them.

These are the knights of Merdia who have been addicted to curry by Oneie and even fascinated by Mr. Jouzou's cooking.

"Welcome. Please take this seat."

Mr. Denken leads you to a table with such knights.

Customer service is completely on the board.

"Thank you very much, Denken."

"What would you recommend today, Denken?"

Do you still have the curry today, Denken?

And the knights who call Mr. Denken such a weather.

I know who I am, but I can see it dyed in many ways around plain contact.

"... I knew you were the Marquis."

……

And while I lay on the sidelines like that, I won't stop cooking hands, Mr. Burra and Mr. Jouzou.

Mr. Jouzou's eyes are dead.

"But I wonder why the Marquis is here to train."

"... couldn't you have said if His Majesty the Emperor had also asked you not to?

"What's that? A marquis would be a nobleman. Why would the Emperor care?"

"No, I knew I was curious and asked Mr. Mina to look into it. Since the Empire was precarious when the Emperor had just succeeded to the Emperor's throne, he said that there were nobles who supported it and used it heavily. They were also known as Cornelius von Inhardt and Alfret von Denken."

"…… No way."

"No, no, no, no, no. I didn't do anything big."

"Wow!?

Mr. Denken was on the side at some point if I kept it to myself, so I'm surprised to hear from Mr. Jouzou and Mr. Burra.

Still, I'm not crazy at all at hand. It's just professional guts.

"And they call me Denken, because it's like a nickname. It's not true."

"Eh...? Weren't you the Marquis?

Mr. Denken nods deeply with a grin and grin at Mr. Jouzou, who tells him to be taken aback.

"The title has been given to my son."

"I knew you weren't in person!?

Mr. Jouzou stuck with Mr. Denken, who says so lightly.

The other world is still peaceful today.

"It's Roman. Speaking of which, did the Denken one stay well?

On the other hand, Anda-kun's house in Japan.

Mr. Glios, who had a relaxing cup of coffee after the meal, asks Mr. Roman, as he recalls.

"Are you talking about your father? At least I was fine before I got here. He said he wanted to leave the house to his brother and retire soon, so he'd be in a casual hiding place by now."

Most readers will forget, but Mr. Roman's house is called Denken.

In other words, he will be the son of Denken, who works in Mr. Jouzou's shop, but don't tell him that the author forgot too until the reader pointed him out.

"Right. He was a stranger, too. Noble life must have been cramped. You can cook to a lesser degree than your servant because he made it."

"My mother made me stop after she found out. Nothing. My father argued that I wouldn't mind if I didn't inherit the house, but I didn't expect him to install Wilhelmina's engagement soon afterwards."

Apparently, Mr. Roman's father, Mr. Denken, was also a weirdo no less than Mr. Glios, who was an emperor.

Is there no decent royal nobility in the other world, called the Kingdom of Merdia and the good Kingdom of Gardia?

"But I often thought of breaking my engagement in the position of my son-in-law."

"I was insane then. Give me a break already."

Mr. Roman digging back into the shame of the past and holding his head.

Actually, it was really insane, but it will continue to be deeply engraved as black history in the person who doesn't know the truth.

Japan is still at peace today.