Magical Device Craftsman Dahlia Won’t Hang Her Head Down Anymore

"It looks like it's a long way to the artificial demon sword, but for now, we've figured out one way to grant multiple, so let's drink to that."

"There's another amazing thing coming out."

"Isn't it Wolfe who bought it"

Baked hockey with tails protruding from two large plates on the table.

Sounds pretty good to me.

He opened the hockey, which seemed to have the earliest legs, and just baked it by shaking the liquor and salt on the kitchen's magic guide stove.

It's still early time for dinner, and it was BBQ at noon.

This is a choice because it would be a little lighter here.

The colorful baked hockey is half-body and served with forks and chopsticks.

Cucumbers just cut in half on the plate next to it. There was no miso, so I served it with salt and the mayonnaise I was selling. All I had to do was add the remaining cheese at noon with the ham and crackers I got.

I completely forgot about the cute and stylish dishes.

Because there was East sake made of rice.

White, cloudy rice liquor imported from Tono (Azumaki).

The aroma is slightly different, but the taste is quite similar to the cloudy sake of sake.

It was in the corner of the wine box and I was late to notice. but in baking the hockey, it was so decided that this was all that was left of Darya anymore.

"I've never seen you eat like this before in Boccare..."

Wolfe watches Hockey still.

Apparently, he calls the hockey thing Boccare. I've never heard of it before.

"What kind of dish do you usually cook?

"I guess Muniel with fillets. And a lot of it goes with the white sauce system"

I know it must be a very stylish and beautiful dish, but for eastern sake (Azumaki), it is still here.

"I think it goes well with the East Wine."

"Oh, is Darya a mouth that can do this, too? Good, because some people didn't like it in the squad"

Wolfe poured only half the eastern liquor into the smaller glass.

The white cloudy liquor had a slightly pungent texture.

"To celebrate the first step in devil sword production, cheers"

"Wish me the next success, cheers"

Fit gently with the tease to avoid breaking the glass.

And I gently carried the eastern liquor (azuke) into my mouth.

Rice flavors fall through the nose, accompanied by a gentle liquor flavor and a distinct tongue of cloudy liquor. Then came the feeling of slightly stronger alcohol heating my throat.

Darya has a terrible, delicious drink.

"Can I get a glass for this, too? Might as well be one smaller turn."

"Why don't you go buy it with me? It's better to let each other slip on the spot."

"Right. I want to go around some stores."

As we speak, we both begin to bone Hockey.

But Wolf was struggling badly.

Come to think of it, nobles never eat with fish bones on them.

"Can I borrow it? I'll take it with chopsticks."

"Darya uses chopsticks well. Did you learn this dish somewhere, too?

"My father taught me, or requested me,"

I'm not lying. However, it was my father in his previous life who taught me how to use chopsticks.

My father in this world was predominantly good at requests for rare dishes. Thanks to a lot of trying, failing and remembering to this day.

"I just baked it, why is it so good..."

A young man is soaking up while forking a boned hockey.

Sure, it tastes good to be thick and dusty.

Above all, it goes with the East Wine (Azumaki).

"No, I think Muniel tastes good, too. It's just this way for East sake."

"Really? Let's definitely remember this combination."

I think Wolf eats quite a bit of good food outside of the expedition, so perhaps these hassle-free dishes are fresher.

He then lectured on how to eat cucumbers behaving badly by hand, and while the two of us grabbed at the burly, we discussed the future Devil's Sword.

It should be noted that although it is very tasty, we also made a promise that we would not eat this way with each other outside.

"It's another expedition the day after tomorrow. The annual Big Frog (Big Frog) exorcism this time of year. It's three days, so it's still good."

After the meal, he switched from East Wine (Azumaki) to White Wine, this time listening to the expedition.

"How big is a big frog (big frog)?

"It hasn't grown well, so it's about a medium-sized dog. Because of the poor scaffolding in the swamps, it is mainly cooked by the magician or torn by wind magic. Our job is mainly to clean it up and hunt it off and up ashore. Because there's a lot of them anyway."

"How many big frogs are there?

"It was about five hundred last year"

"... good job"

Mass outbreak of giant frogs, mass crusade. That is a sight I never want to go to, I don't want to see.

Mostly, I was surprised to see a toad at a zoo in my previous life, but I can't imagine it being a medium-sized dog size anymore. How much on earth do you jump?

"Isn't it dangerous?

"That's okay. The big frog (Big Frog) is not that aggressive in itself, and the poison is weak, so it's not a problem to pin it down. It's just hot anyway. There's no wind in the swamps, and fire magic flies around. I only change my clothes under my armor, but my shoes are going to be terrible with sweat"

"Don't you magically impart dryness to your shoes?

"Shoes are a strong choice. Because I don't know what to step on or kick."

"So, what about changing the socks or putting in the inside layers?

"I change my socks every day, but that's water on the baking stone, too. I've never used the inner layers..."

"If you use both, it's quite different...... oh, wait a minute. Maybe it works a little."

Darya hurries to the fourth floor of the tower, to his father's room.

My father ordered a prototype to take care of his summer socks. It arrived the week after his death, and although I confirmed it, it just reminded me of my father, so I had put it in a box.

Either I won't use it myself, or if I have to, I can have it thrown away.

"This is a five-finger sock. I suck the sweat between my toes, so I thought it would get a little better."

"Something's a great shaped sock! I've never seen five fingers before..."

Wolf is badly touched in the face, spreading his black five-finger socks.

When I'm surprised so far, I'm kind of just a little embarrassed.

"This is a magic guide, too?

"That's right for once. We give dry magic."

My father said he didn't want to wear socks because his summer shoes were hot and it ran several times. For this purpose, I made a sneak five-finger sock and a medium layer.

At least if I lived another month, I could have given it to you with a laugh.

Now let's give it to Wolfe with a laugh.

"Socks alone are ineffective, so if the inside of your shoes steams, replace the inner layers. When it's not the right size, you can have it cut."

"The inner layers are green."

"We fix the green slime powder dry. This one has a bit of dryness and air flow. Unfortunately, the inner layers are disposable once wet."

Green slime also has a little wind magic effect, so it's quite a usable material.

Granting by the wind demon stone is also a way, but it really weighs a lot, and it could get in the way of boots.

"This, the Developmental Magic Instrument?

"No, because my father hates summer socks too much. I thought I could do something about it because when I was barefoot and wearing leather shoes, I was busy making a prototype and then I forgot."

"... Um, can I use it?

"It's something I left out, so I'm glad you took advantage of it. It could also help prevent water insects in your boots."

"I'll pay for this properly."

"No...... oh, well, I'd like a prototype report instead"

Just give it to me for free, and Wolfe will be concerned.

In the form of asking my thoughts, I don't care. Will you use it?

"Reports?"

"Yep. Try it when you go to the swamp and tell me what you noticed if you can really get moisture, or rather not get hot, or if you suck sweat. Because confirming what you wear is not just about you, it's about asking people to"

"How many of these can I use?

"All of it, please. There are the same number of medium layers. Because I don't fit the size and I won't wear it. I have that number because the minimum lot in the workshop was sufficient, but if anyone else can use it, give it to me for what Wolfe won't use."

"Okay. I'll write a good report."

I have some doubts about whether that's okay with me trying to get the knight to write a five-finger sock report, but I've also grown more curious about whether I can use it in the swamp.

If you can use it, you can re-order it for Wolfe.

"The next holiday is in 6 and 7 days, but if you plan to, why don't you either go check out a glass of East Wine?

"Yeah, I'll be fine as long as the delivery doesn't stick."

"Well, I'll use it when I get back again."

Drink the rest of the wine while you arrange your next appointment.

Wolfe's bought glasses glow rainbow on the surface and bottom every time they tilt.

The rainbow was as beautiful as I always wanted to be.

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