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

Irma and Marcella visited the green tower when dusk began to lose color.

The three plans finally fit, so Darya decided to drink them in the form of an invitation to the tower.

"Darya! I'm surprised you're so pretty! You look great!"

As he walked into the tower, Irma hugged him in a red piece.

The art of makeup is great. It's amazing because it looks one or two steps better than the material with just a few lines and colors.

"Thanks. I'm just wearing makeup. Irma is beautiful too, that piece looks great"

"Ugh, thanks. Marcella bought it for me."

Behind Irma, the man whose name was called was just looking at Dahlia with a tiny eye.

"Marcella, don't get hardened. Say something."

"Bad...... surprised. Honestly, I thought makeup was scary. But my usual face is cute, but it's also so pretty and looks good on me"

Said with a true face, Darya hardened.

But this is all a cosmetic effect, a dialogue that came out because Irma put on Marcella.

Not knowing what to answer, Dalya asked a friend for help.

"Hey Irma, Mr. Marcella can't do it, so stop him!

"Marcella, I'm not jealous, so you can praise the beautiful Dahlia for cancer."

"Whoa! I'm a happy man who can drink with two beautiful women tonight!

Returning to the usual pace to Irma's words, the three of us laughed and went up the tower stairs.

"Marcella, Irma, thank you so much for taking care of me, from breaking my engagement to being a guarantor of the Chamber of Commerce"

When the three of them got to the table, Darya bowed her head deeply.

I've been in a hurry here, but not so long since my engagement was broken.

Irma is asked to listen to her stupidity, and Marcella is left to be cared for by the guarantors of the Chamber of Commerce and these two couples on the move.

"Darya, stop it! I didn't do anything."

"Yeah, well, we all wanted to do Darya's Chamber of Commerce guarantor when we made it public. I don't want to thank you."

"But it was really helpful, and I took care of you. So don't hesitate to eat and drink today."

"Okay."

"Don't hesitate to treat me"

Prepare a black ale for Marcella and a white ale for yourself and Irma and toast first.

I left the toast to Marcella.

"Hope for the establishment of the Rossetti Chamber of Commerce and the prosperity of Irma's hairdresser and the good luck of the three of them tomorrow, cheers!

"Cheers!"

Marcella drank it all at once as it was. Irma also makes half of it Kara right away.

They're both couches that can be as good as Dahlia's.

The heat of the day makes Yale's cold feel unnecessarily smudged in his throat.

"It's good... I knew it would be cold..."

"Drinking something like this makes you want a big fridge after all..."

They both said it with the same look (kao).

Larger refrigerators are still expensive for ordinary people.

Even medium-sized refrigerators have limits because they keep fresh foods such as meat and fish in them, making it hard to cool drinks easily. Most of the time they cool it with water or with ice demon stones in a crate.

One day, the refrigerator and the ice demon stone, I hope, will be at an easier price - while I think so, Darya stood up.

"Well, let's eat."

Dalya brought two small Magic Instructor stoves and a pan, some large plates, from the kitchen.

"This is a small magic stove, isn't it?

"A pot on the table, here, you fry this?

"Yeah, I was thinking about eating freshly fried skewers. This pot is vegetable, this one fries anything else. I have salt, lemon, pepper, and mayonnaise to season, so choose as you please."

Thinking it might go well with ale, the main dish was fried skewers.

Prepared are beef and pork chopped in horns, shrimp, scallops, kraken, small fish, peppers, shiitake mushrooms, small onions that have already gone through some fire, carrots, potatoes, etc.

I appreciate that fried skewers can be made easy at the table.

Stoves by Demon Stones, unlike previous life stoves, don't have to worry about heat to cassette cylinders

Together, however, it is quite difficult to treat oil with fried foods and clean it afterwards.

"Keep the glass away from the pan, because when the water comes in, the oil will rip off"

"Okay. I'll give it a shot."

"Irma, not if you put a lot in one go, because the oil temperature drops"

"Oh, right. I accidentally had a fried chicken feeling... this is something I can eat right after frying."

Saying, sink the skewered shrimp and scallops into the oil.

What an appetite for little bubbles.

Next door, there was Marcella, who very carefully sank the bell pepper skewers and kept her hands together as solidified.

"Mr. Marcella, get your hands off me. It's okay."

"Are you nervous about frying this?

"It's not much to use fire at the table. It's dangerous to have small children, so I can't use it unless it's just an adult or when an adult can watch it properly... oh, I have to write this down in the instructions too"

"Darya, make a note, note. So, forget it. Excuse the fried skewers and ale."

"Okay."

Stopped by Irma, who has already put several skewers in the pan, Darya writes briefly in her notebook in her pocket. And I joined the skewering process myself.

"So - Here -"

Irma carefully salted the fried shrimp skewers, but suddenly took a bite.

"Hot!"

"Are you okay?! Irma."

"Fine! If you flush ale here!

Is that really okay? I was just a little worried, but I'm drinking with a very good smile, so I decided to leave it at ease.

Next door is Marcella, who eats all her vegetables. I was wondering if you were reluctant, even though you should like meat and fish.

"Mr. Marcella, we still have meat and fish, so don't hesitate to eat it"

"Oh, I'm not shy at all. We have to dominate all kinds first."

I was answered with a serious face, so I decided to leave this one alone.

I try to start eating myself and wonder which one I'll make.

In the meantime, I fried the scallop skewer in front of me and tried it with salt, but for its small appearance, I was surprised how juicy it was when I bit it.

I tried fried the shrimp until it took a little bit, but it tasted like snack and fun.

The beef skewers were pretty good too, but the most surprising thing was the small onions. I didn't think it would get so sweet, I didn't put anything on the second one, I just tasted the sweetness and ate it.

Eating something that shook salt and black pepper on a taro skewer, I remembered the first time I had a drink with Wolf.

Deep-fried potatoes with black pepper at that time felt better than this potato.

Next, you might want to try fried a little bigger potato, not a potato.

"Darya...... this sucks"

To a voice that sounded a little lower, Darya rushed to give her gaze.

A man with a black ale on his left hand and a skewer of shiitake mushrooms on his right hand is showing wrinkles on his forehead.

"Mr. Marcella, did you possibly burn him?

"No, you eat this, you drink ale, you eat this again, and then ale is good, how far does it go..."

"Don't hesitate there. Because there are still ingredients, and black ales are dozens."

"There is. If you drink too much, don't hesitate to tell me. Pay with sweet red wine"

The price for booze seems to be booze. Between drinkers, the payment details were easy to understand.

"Darya, I think this is dangerous, too. Especially around here."

He grabs the belly part of the red piece and Irma looks subtle.

It's definitely a lot more rounded than it was when I got here, but, hey, no, I'm sure it's my fault.

"Forget it, Irma. In front of delicious ale and fried skewers, it's trivial."

"... yeah, right. You have to work hard again tomorrow."

While I heard that voice, I was also Dahlia, who began to worry about my waist a little bit.

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