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

It's a pain in the ass when it comes to creativity and games, but it's real.

"Kaoloo. Valentine? So I'll give you this."

"Right. I don't mind if I take it, but it looks like a cow."

"Huh? It's a cow."

"Right."

Mr. Caorle and Mr. Dillette, who have to be offered fresh sea urchins with both hands and bewildered if they are to return from the fishery.

For a moment I thought it was chocolate like a cow, but it was definitely a cow.

"Is that it? I heard from a kid at the Wetterhahn Chamber of Commerce that Valentine's Day is a gift for a loved one."

"Yeah. Well, I'm not wrong."

Indeed, it is Japan's own custom that what we send is limited to chocolate, and we send flowers and cakes and various things overseas, so I think back to thinking that there must be some sea urchins.

They're going to say you don't eat cows outside of Japan in the first place, but some countries around the Mediterranean also eat them, so it's safe.

"But I'm sorry. I don't have anything for you."

"Fine. Nothing. Because it's always a treat for Caorle."

"Oh, don't eat anything but fire."

"You like sashimi, too?

"No, I did, but I didn't."

I can't even take care of my neighbor's grandmother at 46 o'clock. I cook for myself, but I'm not that good at cooking or elaborate in character, so basically it's a lot of mess man rice.

But such things are also delicious. Mr. Dillette often eats them when they are delicious.

I'm probably happier than someone whose tongue is poorly fattened.

"Then I'll make a bowl of onions because it's a corner."

"Wow, Unni-don"

Saying so, Mr. Caorle leaves Mr. Dillett in his arms and heads to the kitchen.

I don't have a sweet vibe or anything because I'm just carrying it together because it's a hassle to carry the onions and Mr. Dillett separately.

It's a shame about Mr. Dillett's rotting edge. It's a sight that would be teething if the mermaid saw it, though.

The other world is still peaceful today.

Meanwhile, Takatenhara.

"I thought truffle chocolate was in there."

"I don't think so, but I don't think you're letting it in."

Master Tsukuyomi stuck with Master Amateras, who says disturbing things while giving him the chocolate.

"I didn't let you in," said the passing Toyokehime, who peered into his face from the (10). You will receive a reassuring follow-up.

"Even my sister has eaten about truffle chocolate, you know that."

"I've had one, but I didn't know that type of chocolate I ate was truffle chocolate!

"Why are you straining your chest?"

I'm sorry, Mr. Tsukuyomi. I just proclaim it to you.

But I think there are dishes and treats that I've actually eaten but whose names don't come up.

"Speaking of which, did you send the chocolate in advance that Susano wouldn't come to raid at this time?

"Yeah. Whoa, with you."

"That's definitely a pattern of finding and bullying Okuninushi."

Make it a stable mazacon, Master Cisconsanoo.

But Dear Okuninushi, I'm going to give my favorite daughter a quick counterattack, so it's okay. Maybe.

"Well, I'm not that happy about the chocolate from my sister."

"No. I'm very happy, though?

"Are you okay with Toyo's brother?

"Because it's the usual"

Amaterasu, who is anxious about the boulders to the full Siskon Tsukuyomi without hiding them in front of her lover, and Toyokehime, who is apparently accustomed to them.

Even today the high heavens are peaceful.