Tilea’s Worries

"Tyrea, three grilled rice, please."

"Ha ~ i"

When I take my order, I go to the kitchen and take out my beautifully maintained knife. Made of casting, but it is a proud love knife. Use it to mince things similar to leeks, lettuce, and carrots.

Next, pull the oil into the pan, add the ingredients just chopped to the rice and eggs and pass through the fire. Fire is a strong fire, and the trick is to sift the pan quickly to avoid burning. Add some of our secret spices to the seasoning and you'll be done with a different world-style grill.

It smells delicious. We will deliver it to the customer while it is ready and hot.

"Thank you for waiting"

"Oh, you smell good and you get an appetite."

When the customer receives the plate, he throws the hot baked rice into his mouth.

"Oh, oh, fever, yeah, good, good"

It flattened like it was going to make a good noise, and what was in the plate quickly disappeared.

"A treat. It was good today, Tilea."

"Thank you for everything"

Bow carefully and clean up the dishes that have been emptied beautifully.

Phew, I still worked today.

I can't wait to see the customers flatten their dishes with deliciousness that they worked so hard to make. It's all about cook profits.

Now you can tell me I have a full day. It pains me how completely I couldn't have been in my previous life.

I have memories of my past life. It's commonly known as reincarnation. In his previous life, his name was Shiroda Iron Arrow, a Japanese boy born and raised in a very ordinary household. But in an unfortunate life, he left the world in disillusionment while remaining an unemployed virgin for thirty-three years. I didn't even work, I was a so-called Neat, and I lived a lot of trouble with my parents.

Besides, it didn't end well because I had medium two diseases. I always thought I was a special person, capable of being different from people and carrying on some kind of mission. So I couldn't think of studying for the exam or working just to get food. I watched the hard-working people with cold eyes.

Advice, I quit being bullied at school, and I couldn't get a job. At the end of the day he was abandoned by his parents as well, half self-inflicted and burst into the truck to death.

I couldn't save myself because I half thought I wouldn't die because I was a special person then. He finally woke up thinking about wandering his life and death when he was transported to the hospital.

I wasn't special. By assuming he was a special person, he realized he was just fleeing the painful. I wanted to start over.

This time, I want to live a life without remorse.

The last time I lost consciousness of my strong regrets...

And when I woke up, I was babying.

Oh, what? What do you mean?

I didn't think so.

After reading through all the comics and novels due to Sick Two, I immediately understood the situation. He said he was reincarnated with memories of his previous life.

What a medium and secondary development!

Moreover, it comes with the addition of a sword and a magical world. But I no longer thought I was special because I was reincarnated. Do it when this is a novel. Cheat. Harlem will ravage the world, but reality isn't so sweet. In the previous life, it was the thought that caused me pain.

God gave me a second chance.

This time I'm going to live seriously.