Tilea’s Worries

Well, I'm done cooking for everyone, and I'm done with today's norm.

My stomach is pounding.

Speaking of which, I haven't eaten anything since yesterday.

I didn't have time to find ingredients and cook.

I'll have dinner too. [M]

What am I going to make?

White softening of pencil grass?

Steamed sautéed Gengolobug?

Search fast for brain recipes.

To think from today's humidity, temperature and wind direction…….

Yeah, this is it!

I could use all five senses to pick up the best ingredients.

Most importantly, dig and look for the ground.

Dig in with Zakuzaku and discover it.

Root of burnt brown Massimus tree. Earthy muddy roots. Full of earthy smell, but no problem.

Chop finely, add to pan and simmer.

Of course, I can't use seasonings like salt or sugar. It's a treat to behave like chiefs and warriors. I can't even buy ingredients in the market because I don't have any money.

So I use this.

It's a proprietary XO soy blend of dozens of different kinds of weeds.

Add XO soy and simmer for a few minutes......

Timing matters. Just comma this timing wrong for a few seconds and the ingredients are no longer ingredients. That's what makes the difference in taste between heaven and earth.

All right, now!

Stop the fire at the perfect time and wave the pan twice and a half handily.

The roots of the Machimus tree are made with a special sauce.

Squeeze the juice with eggs, drop 1, 2 drops and onto the tip of the tongue.

The tingling texture swells through the body. An appetizing flavor pours into the nostrils.

Yeah, I guess not.

It is about eighty-five points in self-scoring. But it's a bribe dish for me. There is no need to seek perfection. Let's not rework this and eat it as it is. If they stay, they will also recommend it to children and old couples living in the neighborhood.

Usual routine. The usual landscape.

Even if there is something unpleasant, there are people who cook and delight in eating it. Only in the meantime was I forgotten something I didn't like.

Also, the usual routine begins, it was supposed to...

What is it?

The entrance to the village is noisy. Butterflies and village guards are coming to the gate.

I hear something's wrong.

Ah! Gato's body is being transported. Gato, who was put on a stretcher, was dead with white eyes throwing up blood reflexes.

Is it another tribal raid?

I didn't think there was any tribe around here that could defy the Wolves.

Besides, I can't believe Gato, the stronger man who counts faster from above, gets hit early in the village. Who are the enemies?

Everyone has arrived at the gate with spears and swords.

... I have to go too.

I'm afraid of the fight, but I can't help it.

I can force my melancholy feelings into the back of my mind.

I know it doesn't make sense to put something on me. But if nothing had moved into the village crisis, I wouldn't have figured out what kind of punishment I'd be doing later.

We can't fit in, let's wait in the rear.

Whatever the enemy, at the end of the day, Lord Giganto, the strongest warrior in Vegeta Village, has decided to defeat him.

I am not armed with weapons like knives or spears. Take the knife, the only blade, and follow everyone.