The Villainess Wants to Marry a Commoner!! (WN)

Lady Isabella, who has been my husband since today, had alternately stabbed Kuku birds and onions cut into bite-sized pieces at the very least, shaking salt and roasting cane.

The look of the lady shaking her dazzling golden fluffy hair and watching the cuckoo bird burn as she sang her nose song was so smiling that she could see her cheeks loosening naturally.

Alongside the lady, relax and watch the Kuku birds burn.

What you hear is the sound of a bird, sometimes a patchy fire, in the spiral of a stream running right next to you.

When I look away at the mansion, the gardener is sitting on the flower bed drinking tea.

Wouldn't it be the first time in my life to have such a peaceful time?

Even if I just can't hear you calling out to my poor sister's hysterics, it's enough to stay calm in my heart, but I also feel a little soggy and restless in time too peaceful for that desire.

"Is it time to bake it up?

Ha, ha, back to the voice of the lady who stood up next to me.

Dangerous. Dangerous, completely tranquil. He was sinking and shuddering.

Watch the lady and Kuku bird grill.

He was a cuckoo bird that burned well, but as he burned to eat, he began to turn into a hedron and melted off the skewer.

Why?

I rush over and grab a small plate and take the hedro that melts off the skewer.

Watching the lady on the side, she opened her little mouth pokanedly and flashed. The shuddered face is a little cute.

It's strange that I have no idea what causes the ingredients to turn into hedrons, but honestly I can't stop being excited.

I'm sorry for Miss Isabella, who is in shock, but I'm looking forward to seeing what flavor of hedro she's got next.

Sit the frightening lady in her chair as she stands, and go side by side with a small plate under the hedron that melts and falls.

Ultimately Kuku birds and onions turned completely into hedrons, and only burnt skewers remained around the fire.

"Sorry, Ann. Now I just wanted to feed you some decent food..."

A lady recovered from the shock and rose from her chair came to apologize to Shomboli.

She can't hide her depression from the status quo, which has created a hedron for her to keep standing five times, either, a lady full of energy.

She in a position to say Duke's Lady fails to cook (?) As much as I did, there's no need to apologize to me as a servant.

The lady is tangling her fingers with mojimoji, pointing her blonde-headed knob towards me that reflects the sparkle and sunlight.

Hehe, the depressing lady is also something cute.

You look beautiful like a doll or a fairy, but you look like a golden leopard with a chipmunk and a little movement.

It also comforts me because it's pathetic to keep my cute leopard depressed with Chomboli forever.

"There's no need for the lady to apologize. And the flavour is certain, so please feel confident. I think it's the only dish in the world that has the entertainment to anticipate it or be surprised when you eat it because the lady's dish doesn't know what it tastes like because of its appearance. I love your daughter's cooking."

Then the lady looked up, staring back at me with a snack and an upper hand, and opened her mouth anxiously.

"Really? But when I become your daughter-in-law in the future, Wolsh, if Hedro doesn't know what it tastes like until he eats it, if he lines up at the table every time, wouldn't he hate me?

I'd love to be me, but I guess that's not what the lady wants to hear.

But my prediction is that that threaded boy would be happy to drink it up, even if it was an unsavory hedron for a lady's dish.

"I think Master Ursh would like to use his time to make magic props (magic items), so would a lady's dish that can be immediately nourished be treasured?

"But as soon as we're done eating, we'll have less breaks and longer working hours. Wolsh, you're just stuffing roots and working on them."

"Then why don't you ask Master Ursh if your daughter wants solid food and ask her to cook sometimes and interrupt her production work? You can change your mood, and the lady can have time to work together in the kitchen by preparing plates and tea."

The lady who heard it nodded so much that she began to consider it.

Oh, wait a minute.

"Ma'am, can I make you some tea?

"Tea is fine. I can brew without a problem. And then, yes... the juice that squeezes the fruit is fine."

As long as it is liquid, it can be made without any problems, but when it comes to solid dishes, it will hedronize.

"Then how about soup?

"The soup melts and turns into a hedron after all, and even though the potage system is good for backing, it turns into a hedron while it's mixing through the fire, so it's great."

You really can't be a 'cook'...

I wonder why...

We'll think about it for a while, but I don't know, so for now we decided to eat a newly made hedro.

The Hedro, which was supposed to be skewered with cuckoo birds and onions, is delicious, although it tastes like I've never eaten before.

I wonder what it is? I feel a mellow flavour with a little salt. Seafood, I guess?

And to the flavor of butter, a little pepper?

As I contemplated, the lady with the hedro in her mouth beside her groaned.

"It tastes like butter-roasted mummy shellfish..."

The lady says it tastes like a dish where shellfish called mulberry shellfish is steamed with butter and alcohol on an iron plate.

As long as it's done, this is what the dish called baking mulberry shellfish butter tastes like. I never ate it, so I didn't know.

"Butter-baked mummy shellfish is boring just to reproduce the taste and smell, even though I look forward to drinking that prickly texture and the shellfish and butter soup that builds up in the shell"

If you try it on me, I think it would be awesome just to bring out the flavor of shellfish with kuk birds and onions, but the lady looks sorry.

Of all the food I've eaten in my past twelve years of life, there's nothing wrong with looking hectic because the hedron the lady makes is nothing but a treat.

Compared to what we've eaten so far, it's a difference between cloud mud.

The clouds are more of a lady's hedron, by the way. Though it looks muddy.

While I was at the Snabble house, they fed me regular meals, but I didn't feel like the thread boy was creepy and eating them, and the lady's dish (hedro) tastes better.

Speaking of which, I don't remember ever eating any food that I thought was delicious in the places I've lived.

To be replaced with any warrant lady, the flavor was given only the second nourishment, continued to be forged to increase the level, sometimes sipping muddy water.

Sometimes I was given sweets and decent food on a whim, but my twin sister, who was better than me, kept taking it away from me and never got into my mouth.

Continuing to be taken away from me, I couldn't positively be in the service of taking someone else's life, like a sister who could take people's things for granted.

In time, I was unable to get into training and fell into it, and when I did poorly compared to my twin sister, I was able to make a difference in treatment, and my living environment became worse.

How long have you been treated like a princess, my sister, and me being scorned for not being able to?

I didn't want to be born with a replacement child.

Grow up like a normal child, learn, and get to work normally. I dreamed of such a life.

You don't have to live a luxurious life until you turn into some noble lady.

I don't have anything to do with the Dark Alliance, I want a normal life.

So I have to thank my sister for taking it away from me this time.

You wanted to go home to a dark guild that would treat you more like a princess than have you mediate a normal job and lead a normal life before you were protected.

Until the boy with the thread switched me with his sister (me).

But when you switched with me and went home to the Dark Alliance, did you think you'd welcome me warmly?

Didn't they ask you many times?

Once activated, our abilities change to constant activation, so we can't get out of the body once we've been transferred.

So many times I've told you to keep the replacement because you find out and you fail the mission, and when you're imprisoned, you cut it off.

And yet he believed what a lie he said, 'If you're a one-egg twin, it's the same body as you, so it's not the same as replacing someone else's body, so it doesn't work because you've used your abilities'?

You really took it because you're a sister who only hears and believes in what's convenient for her.

Our replacement abilities disappeared because your sister used her abilities for nothing.

And by switching with my sister, I was able to escape the Alliance without doing anything.

I'm going to live the normal life I wanted with my sister's body.

I work as a regular servant (maid of honor), healed by a lady like Hiyoko.

Bye, sister. How are you?