Welcome to Japan, Mr. Elf.

Every time we go one step further, the sound seems to keep us away from our surroundings.

Light music and conversations with pleasant friends felt as if they were retreating to reject him.

With lacerations covered in bandages, Zarish walks very slowly through the festive venue, biting it off.

I feel this is my chosen path.

So once he was atrocious, he has eliminated a number of those who stand in his way.

It was a rule that he had the ability to fight only to support his confidence, and that once he pulled out his sword, any man would fall down in the midst of blood. Even if that's who the country is.

But his desires were limitless, and he could never be satisfied with the title of Brave Candidate, etc. Getting wealth, fame, and beauty didn't stop walking, and the next time I even aimed at the Alirai Nation... Dice, destined to let go, had the worst eyes. It was a reaper named Phantom.

I still remember the burning sun-dyed sand, lying down on a boy who wasn't even old enough. Suddenly his world was over, and he just felt gold, treasure, status and everything disappear.

At that time, I don't know why I lost.

Lost, by the way, but at the time there was a golden ring, which should have greatly exceeded its strength. I still think it's impossible to lose.

And when I realized, the world was gray, full of enemies everywhere I looked. Everyone around him had a blade on him, as if to represent his own heart.

"It still doesn't help anything, such as the title of Brave Candidate..."

Hold back firewood after you are alone.

Seeing it, the woman walking next door looks up with a slight incline in her neck. Zarish wonders at the look on his face as if he doesn't care what's going on around him.

"? What, were you still following me? As you can see, you better not be by my side. I'll carry the firewood, so why don't you go to your friends?"

Yes, I reached out, but the woman often worried before turning her blue sky eyes forward. When I looked at you so that you could follow me, I saw the two men running.

Tie a slightly wavy hair, under which smile in the sun. There was so much brilliance there that it was purified that I was feeling dark until earlier.

"Eve!"

"Welcome back! Welcome back! Welcome back. Whoa!

The forged body is full of activity like an animal, and even the sweat flowing is beautiful. We've been apart until today, even though we've been friends with each other for a long time.

Somehow I missed the hug because I had firewood in my hands, but I'm just glad you ran out of breath.

With a sudden brake on, she takes a rough breath, oh, hi. And from behind, Kazhiho, arguably an enemy, had another kind of grin at his friends.

"Hey Zarish, I've been waiting for you!

"Really, he said it was too late!

Hey, hey, look at me like I'm just a friend. Then I guess this long time ago, it reassured all the diamond squads. He realized so, and he felt the previous obsession gradually disappear.

"It's about Zary. Come on, I'm sure this place is rare and you weren't stopping by everywhere? I confessed."

When I was poked in the chest with a urchin, that was all I was about to pass out by the nostalgic scent and adorability. Seen up close, she is much more feminine and beautiful than before because of her mind. It had a golden glow, enough to make me dizzy.

"Ugh... sorry. I was meeting this woman and helping her carry firewood."

Yes. Turning around behind her back, the woman with blue sky eyes appears all the way out of Zarish's back trying to surprise her. And you were happy to round your eyes, and laughed joyfully with your eyes narrowed to.

"Shirley, I was worried because I didn't see you. Then both of you, I'll show you around, so you can follow me."

"Oh, oh, I don't mind. I was bored anyway."

Slightly to the boy's words, because I remember hearing a woman somewhere who would be Shirley. Well, where was the name I heard......

But if you push your back from a dark elf as gooey, you don't have time to remember the past. As soon as he was invited early, he was forced to be taken to the festive circle.

In front of me, there is an iron plate that can be baked all the time, and Zarish often eats it. What is this? Pointing to this, the boy has had a proud grin.

"Yeah, I heard Zarish was good at cooking, so I put this on special order. You know what an iron plate grill is?

"... No, I've never seen it before. Hmm, this is funny. I didn't know the whole thing was getting hot, unlike frying pans. What the hell kind of trick is that?

Once I glance down, there are all the fires that make me fall asleep, and I wave a little palm over here. I don't care what you think. He's an old man who sleeps in a rock bath.

Apparently the firewood I brought earlier was a reward for them. One by one, the boy handed it to me, and it started licking it like it was delicious.

Deciding not to see it, Zarish stood up without pinching any particular comment.

"I don't have a job, either. I don't mind if I help you, but I don't think you're gonna do anything to make me sick. You're as bad as ever."

"... I know. But I can't say that anymore. I admit there's no respite and I'm in a hurry."

The boy darkens his expression without turning.

I think I saw some kind of despair earlier. In such a gorgeous place, Zarish often wonders what the hell happened.

Some women are confused by the roughly boyish dark expression, but excitedly shine their faces right next door. Then it will be important to entertain him as a gentleman.

"All right, all right. Can I use this apron? I'm ready. The ingredients are... oops, that's unusual, noodles."

A former royal, he also knows that there is an ingredient called noodles. But of course I've never seen it in a land like this.

It is yellow, and I can see it when I touch it, but it is covered with flour of good quality.

Ingredients such as meat and vegetables placed nearby were also of fine quality with no odor, and I felt myself starting to be interested.

"Start where you steam the noodles. I think that one hassle alone will make it taste pretty good. I brought the seasoning, so use this one."

What is this unfamiliar liquid and I tried licking it with my tongue and was stunned.

Not long after I was surprised by the tingling acidity, the richness immediately pushed by sweetness and seafood such as fruit. He remembered that there was a nod and he backfired.

"Dude, are you willing to revolutionize the culinary world, Kazhiho...!

"Ha, you're exaggerating, Zarish. Well, let's try it first."

No, Zarish had an intuition that this was probably not an exaggeration or something.

When I throw in the meat that I think is a boar, I can't feel the smell in the melting oil. It is fine because it is as stiff as a loaf until the fat dissolves, but it can be seen as quite meat processed.

I start steaming green vegetables late, but this one surprises me here too. It is rare for vegetables to be so luscious. This is particularly true in the sand, but the focus is on fruits and other things that can be picked from trees. I'm sure you can eat this raw and parsley.

"Hard to believe...... this is going to turn into gold. Where the hell did you get that from?

"Yeah, that's the one I picked with Lizardman earlier. Didn't you see there was a field on the way?

That one, Zarish remembered to have white eyes. It was strange that the lizards were working, but I can't believe they were trying to eat that.

No, but it is superior in quality, and probably would have bought a large piece without getting lost if it had been in its former position. That's how important it was to him to eat.

"Speaking of Zary, you've always liked to cook. Is there a reason?

That's what he asks was Eve peeking in with a cheek wand. He enjoys the fragrance that begins to drift, with a fluffy look on his face.

With a bitter smile on his face, he slowly remembers the old days.

"Oh, that's not a big deal. My mother was a stranger, a cook even if she told me she couldn't. I'm sure you're right that I couldn't get used to exotic flavors."

My mother taught me that cooking is important. I've often heard that it seems pathetic to forget the flavour of one's country. Though it and this all disappeared at the same time as we had the war.

Teaching as a child is strong. That's why it was important to him to keep the ingredients alive.

When you throw in the steamed noodles, the scent starts to smell like shiwawa and baking.

No matter how much you hate him, he has a charm that you can't ignore for the smell that looks delicious. More and more people are starting to ask this one, this one, and this one.

(Well, did the boy invite you here in anticipation of this...)

He looks sleepy. Looking at him with that in mind, he said,? "He looked.

As a matter of fact, there is no such thing as a hassle for Kitase. Because I just had a feeling that if I kept cooking like that, my second skill would be released.

I mean, all I was worried about was myself.

Zarish, who doesn't know such circumstances as that, becomes even more immersed in the dish with a hint of heat in his chest.

Sprinkle the noodles with a special sauce that is sufficiently charred to create a fragrance that can be described as violent around.

Yes, this is exactly the culinary weapon.

It mixes sweetness and sourness, and it doesn't leave until it's in your nose. Baked noodles are horribly aromatic, and if you smoked even a breath, you'd say, "Absolutely delicious!" It would be a product that even appeals to the brain.

Besides, cooking is all about standing up. It is the fragrance of cooking that inspires the most appetite.

It was never a joke or anything like that when I said earlier, "There's gonna be a revolution". Now, before the iron plate are gathering those who have changed the colour of their eyes.

"Ah, hey! What is this smell!

"Guys, what are you doing? First we eat, then we distribute, and then you go over there."

"That's not true, Eve! I can't do this anymore! We'll hand out the plates, please!

Yeah, and Eve swells her cheeks in dissatisfaction, and the men who change their complexion to poor flag colors start working at best.

That was a surprise sight for Zarish as well. Eve is completely blended in with those around her, and they work voluntarily just to complain a little bit.

Surprised. Long ago, I was a woman who knew humans and lived in the mountains to stay as close to humans as possible.

I talked, I laughed, but I kept on guard all the time, even though I was a woman who climbed on a tree and ran away.

The girlfriend turns around and laughs at her slightly more temperamental eyes.

"Look, Zary, we're all waiting. Why don't you give it to him in order?

"Oh, let's do that...... sounds really fun and above all"

Then he laughs so, and Eve raises one eyebrow strangely.

But when I give her a plate in front of me, her blue eyes open. I felt so lucky just to be able to see it, such as the glittering, slightly sloppy way of opening my mouth.

"Shit! Here you go! You can eat Shirley over here on the other side too!

"Wow, that looks delicious. I knew Zarish was talented, but I don't think many people stick to him like this."

I'm so tired of the compliment because I'm not used to it. He laughs at the boy as a shade of light, but not on two faces that make him look delicious.

"Wow, this is... well, whoa!

".................. Huh!!!

When it comes to the cuteness of the properly opened eyes. My chest was hotter than ever, and my face was so smiling on its own.

Which is the murder weapon at all, Zarish takes one inside.

The primary victims would have been the surrounding guests. The smell of deliciousness, the appearance of deliciousness, and the appearance of beautiful women make an irresistible appearance, Guru begins to ring to his stomach on his own.

He stuck his plate out with us first, and Zarish opened his mouth gently, then blew it out uncoverably.

Fortunately in this land there would have been a girl loved by the Spirit.

There is ice floating in the water-tight barrel, and the well-cooled liquors float droplets in the bottle.

Drink the sauce stained noodles, and pour them in with alcohol. This is a flavor and a luxury that my voice will come out of.

There was a woman who stared at the young man who was so full of thought.

With her evening dark eyes, she takes a step forward with an angry look. The temperature dropped because of my mind, and I heard a breathing noise called koo.