Tilea’s Worries

Episode One: The Appearance of the Genius Cook Shiro

"That's it for today"

I soaked the stew stewed in the gutsy from the large pan and finished putting it in a plate. meal preparation is complete.

Wipe the sweat flowing down your forehead and breathe in relief.

It's a good day. There were only five occasions when I was persecuted or cursed.

"... ha"

Dry laughter. I mock myself as I get slapped and rub my head that I have a cob.

I'm Shiro, the beast of Vegeta Village. Everyone calls me Shiro the Weak. Because he's a little, weak, crying, misochus who only gains from cooking.

The village of Vegeta is one of the settlements of the Wolf (Fenril) tribe. Though few, the Wolves (Fenrill) are a fighting people and have a history of blaming and destroying numerous settlements. In particular, in the days of the seventh chief Zaiah, he was glorified as the king of the beasts, obeying all the beasts. You think even the king of the people who were sweeping the world against the backdrop of enormous military power at the time couldn't resist Master Zaire?

The code of such a wolf (Fenrir) tribe is righteous only by the strong. A powerful man stands on top.

To give an example: Yaluasi in the village of Kilolo, Saiwiku in the town of Yaliawa. They were all low in origin, but they grew up in the settlements of the Wolf (Fenrir) tribe with their own proud arms.

There are also numerous strong men in the village of Vegeta. There are no more examples of Yam, who destroyed the Goblin settlement by himself, or Giganto, a rigid man who ends the oak with a single blow. They are distinguished among the strong wolves (Fenrir). He is at the core of the Elite Wolf (Fenrill) unit. And it is the current chief vegetable who leads such an elite wolf (Fenrill) force.

The man who was said to be closest to Master Zaya, who was said to be a legend. When the vegetables are black, so are the white ones. If Master Vegetable passes, everyone will be afraid and scared.

Everyone deserves a warrior in the name of a fighting nation.

But......

Hold my fist much longer.

I don't like it! They're strong, but crude and arrogant. irritate the weak.

Especially, Gau and Giu!

They delight in weakness. Just me. I'm weak and useless. But they target weakened old men, even developing children.

That was sweet, Grandpa Tokio,

I didn't have the strength, but I was studying enthusiastic and filial, Mada,

And my grandma, who loved it.

Fuck, fuck!

I'm about to slap a much-held egg of anger to the ground.

"Ha, ha, ha"

Prepare disturbed breathing.

Calm down. Calm down. If you become emotional, the weak will only be killed.

Gau and Giu are powerful men who can lift large rocks over a meter in diameter. So no matter how disgusting they are, they are at a glance. Whatever irrational behavior the Gaws do, they are forgiven if the other person is weak. The reason doesn't work there. The weak are the evil. The weak have to walk down.

I can't help this. I have no choice. I don't have a choice!

I, like always, lid my emotions.

The world is irrational and overflowing. But I'm just lucky to be alive.

I'm weak.

Arm strength is less than or equal to village girls. If you do poorly, you may be inferior to the people who worked out. It would be easy to imagine how such a man would be treated in a village.

Being beaten up is a daily tea meal. Once I broke Gau's mood, I was seriously injured.

At the bottom, I get a dump in the back of the village, in a secluded area, where I live in detail.

In the middle of the village, by the way, there are chiefs, warriors living around them, preparing for hunting and other tribal raids. At the entrance and exit of the village there are alternating and resilient warriors sleeping and making their turn.

Also, blacksmiths who make village weapons without having to go to battle are treasured.

Weaker than the village girls, I naturally come off the hunting and raiding members of the settlement, and there's no way I can blacksmith. Same as the little children in the village. No, for lack of future, it's just luggage.

Such baggage is normally disposed of. But I was the only one who did. [M]

That's cooking.

I can cook any ingredient deliciously. There's no problem with rotten things, rotten things that you'll never eat in the alley. I scratched and cooked the ingredients no matter how unproductive the year was.

It is brought to life only by the culinary arm.

You have to wave the dishes at the belly hungry warriors every day. If I'm in a bad mood for the village warriors, they'll kill me there.

If you can't cook...

Grandma......

Ugh. Ugh.

There were tears at some point. I'm spilling potatoes and making stains on my shirt.

Don't. If you look so messed up in tears, the Gaws will attribute it to you. Because today was a less harassing day.

Wipe your tears with the mess and shirt sleeves.

Make your usual face. It's an appeal for a hella and a grin and no hostility.

Grandma, I'll do my best today.

I'll keep my word.

I'm not dying.