Then for a few days, I'm going to heat up Rose's cooking skills.

Rose is very serious as a student, and that's all I've been told is that I'm desperate to rebuild my guild.

And today there is a fierce email attack from Yumil after the student council's work...... by now, he will be wielding his farm tools well in Sarah with the returning Hina birds as well.

I'll be fine when I get home, so I want you to wait a little longer.

Others said that while I hung up on Rose, the other members had been looking into the Royal NPC, the judge of the cooking contest.

In relation to Mr. String Moon having received several royal quests in the past, he said it was not that difficult to put in an exploration because he could see them immediately.

I'm totally used to Artemis cooking room, and now Mr. String Moon is putting together the results and telling me.

"First of all, about the princess in the confectionery department. As for the flavour, of course, it is very attentive to the appearance of the sweets. You have a brilliant expectation of Heind. Does it seem slightly biased towards you?"

"Well, you're a girl. Since then, we have continued to improve so that we can enjoy the finishing touch with our eyes."

"I didn't need to change the route, it helped."

As Erde said, I was also prepared to use a little more time to change the recipe if it was flavor-focused.

But Rose is not excessively clever, so I'm honestly relieved that I don't have to come here and change it.

And today on Sunday...... taking advantage of more spare time than usual, Rose is working on the total finish of the rose treat.

It was a short period of time, but I meant to teach you everything I could.

Rose continues to work silently without responding in any way to this story.

Should I be alone so I can concentrate before the cooking starts? When I asked, she asked me to keep it as normal as possible.

So we keep talking on the side.

"So how was the king?

"A king is the true opposite of a princess. It's like a gourmet incarnation that eats to look bad, no matter what kind of get-together it is if it tastes good. Walking around with all sorts of antidotes on your hips is all you need to know."

"Antidote to the hips!? What is it? Well... I'm royal, so you don't have a poisonous taster or anything?

"He doesn't like it because he eats less food. Sounds like one of the best people in the house."

... I'm in a strange direction.

Apply the raw cream to the sponge where the rose is cooked and use the rotary table to neatly evening it with a knife.

I'm better... I also use plenty of 'Sikgoat' milk that Rose squeezed herself into this raw cream.

I had a great deal of difficulty collecting milk because of the special specifications I couldn't pick when I knocked it down.

Others have chosen and bought the most reputable producer's items that can be bought on trading boards without losing touch with generic ingredients.

We're spending a lot of money on that, but when we get here, there's no compromise.

Use the highest quality ingredients you can to make a dish of your own.

The sponge cake is also made well in advance for the time needed and the one I put to sleep is used.

From my concern for Rose that it's better not to be silent, Liz kept talking.

"And also the information about the Queen, which has nothing to do with us. Briefly, you're halfway between a king and a princess."

"You mean half the assessment of taste and appearance?

"Yep. This is how the three judges split their evaluation policy beautifully, so it seems good to follow your culinary tendencies"

"I see... Roger, thanks. Even so, as Liz said, I've already decided to go with meat dishes. Does the king value flavor..."

I still don't have the meat at heart, so I can't say anything.

Meanwhile, Rose's work is finally welcoming the good.

Carefully make multiple roses of milk chocolate one at a time and carefully place them on top of the cake as you consider the placement.

I'm going to keep an eye on you and shut up, but I'm almost there.

Wait for that while we talk appropriately.

"This is the last time...!

Rose adorned the candy workmanship with a trembling hand...... I rang my throat and stepped back, exhaling like a big relief.

We breathe softly after that.

Done...... Done!

"I got it! What do you say, Hynd!?

Rose turns this way and asks as she shows the finished product with her hands.

When I nodded one thing, I quietly approached the treat so as not to shake the table.

"…………… Rose"

"Hey, what? I don't care what the problem is."

Well done. I think I've done my best to get here.

Raw cream painted like toddler mud play, rose chocolate that grew as if Perth was crazy within making and was the size of a small rafflesia......

In retrospect of those strange works, I proclaimed with all my soul.

"No, it's perfect! Well done!

――

Rose covered her mouth with both hands and opened her eyes.

As it is, thin rashes and moisture gather up in your eyeballs….

"Rose, oh my god!

"Ah, here, Elde!... Oh, thank you... for staying with me till the end..."

Mr. Elde, hugging Rose, laughed happily from the bottom of his heart.

On a sponge cake coated with raw cream, the flowers of a full rose bloom.

And in one of them, a blue butterfly made of candy is dressed to rest its feathers.

The buff effect is "10% increase in MP max for 120 minutes, 1, 5 times MP natural recovery".

I can handle it... I can do the meeting.

"This is beautiful...... Hynd, what's the name of the dish?

"Straight." Rosentorte. "Whatever the ingredients are, they're real confectionery names. I thought I should stay put without twisting this stuff."

"Rosentolte...... that's nice"

"Ah, Sukshaw! Can I take a sksho!?

"It's made by Rose, so why don't you just like it?

Are you overjoyed, Rose takes screenshots all over the place?

Mr. Elde, who saw it, also continued, me and Liz, Mr. String Moon waited for the two of us to be satisfied.

Expect to finish shooting all the way through, and speak to Rose.

"Well, Rose. You should register your listing before it flavors off."

"Yeah... it's a shame, and I don't feel like I could ever make the same thing again, but it's what I made for it..."

The condition that food time stops in the game is to put it in an inventory or item box.

Other than that, it falls under it while it is deposited on the system side like this one.

So the moment you register your listing, this' Rosentorte 'time stops, and you can get it under the princess on the day of the review in fresh condition.

Rose manipulates the menu carefully...... closing her eyes and slowly pressing the listing button while wishing to play the guild.

Shortly afterwards, a bouquet of roses made of sweets became light and disappeared.

……

Having seen it through, Rose looked me straight in the eye with a correct posture.

He then bows his head deeply and deeply and tells it in a trembling voice.

"Heind, thank you so, so much for a few days......!

It doesn't suit her, it's a hard thank you word.

I asked Mr. Elde to wake up Rose with his gaze running down and his head bowed after giving him back "You're welcome" in front of Rose.

What words should I hang in this case?

- And thinking about it, Rose went on to say it first.

"Sorry Heind. Actually, Atashi, I don't care what happens to the results of the contest anymore. When I finished cooking like this and felt confident... and watched you guys get closer and closer in the meantime, I realized that it wasn't about beating Alice that mattered. Atashi, with Richt and all the guild members... with that Alice, because we have to talk a lot more properly. If you don't like a broken guild, it's not if you're looking boring."

……

I don't know, words don't come out anymore.

I guess Rose doesn't want me to say anything, she just wants me to hear her own words.

This is mostly what the class girls ask me about consulting... and my face is a little hot to me in the aftermath of Rose's hot valve.

Mr. Elde is just smiling and quietly watching Rose like that.

"So, uh, yeah...... and thanks anyway! I appreciate it! To your sister, to the string moon!

"Ah, oh. If you're convinced, I think that's the best thing you can do."

"- Oh, ha, yes. You did your best, didn't you, Mr. Rose?"

"Yeah. You look good, Rose"

Not upset by Rose's condition, only Mr. String Moon was answered as usual.

It's a very cool and adult response.

By the way, a few minutes later, Rose realized that she had been telling a lot of blue-smelling stories and was bored by rolling around the cooking room floor out of shame.