Chapter 302: 302 Episode 298: Bunabuki, Delicious or Delicious, or Bunabuki (Preliminary)

"...... hmm. Al. I got it."

"Oh, Abel, thank you!

One day in September.

Empress Mei Ear, Dr. Abel, has returned to the west.

He did me a favor and got me a swamp dojo.

What are you gonna do with this melee species?

It won't be necessary to say.

Try to cook.

Ultimately, I just want to eat, but of course, if I can sell the recipe, I'm gonna sell it.

"Mmmm. Mr. Marsh Dojo, right? It's familiar to my house, isn't it?

A wasted maid who voluntarily interrupted her work (...) peeks into Abel's massive swamp dojo that has been captured alive.

"Mia, are you also thoughtful of Swamp Dojo?

"No, sir." But as I was saying, at home, it's something I've seen a lot. "

Mia's home, Baron Venink's, whispers, has territory.

Dear Waste Maid,

"It's about the size of a cat's forehead. Okay?

and.

There are no specialties like this, and the population is small. Tax revenues are therefore insignificant.

For once, there was a mansion, but it was also a big deal, and as Mia said before, the chores were done by Mia Mama and Mia herself, and occasionally the residents were hired temporarily to help clean up and do something.

In a territory other than a small village, there are so many woody, bushy, useless forests that are not geared towards building materials, and so large swamps, close to unlimited lakes.

There was a massive swamp dojo inhabited there, and the people of the inhabitants and Baron Venink said that they had occasionally baked and eaten.

"I hear Mr. Marsh Dojo is good for nourishment, but it wasn't very tasty. I also have trouble not eating raw. When we didn't have anything to eat, we all baked and ate."

Mia doesn't seem to like swamp dojo very much.

Well, even in the global world, the eel was an unpopular ingredient until the emergence of dandelions.

"Artokyun, do you like Mr. Swamp Dojo?

"I had a round grill at the Cello festival and it flashed a little. It depends on the cooking."

"If that's the case, even as Baron Venink's, it'll help. There are only a few of them."

More than that, Mia glances.

It was a perverted eye.

Your spine got cold in an instant and you got goosebumps.

"Speaking of Cyril, we have a reputation among professionals for being part of a vocal band and having a very beautiful childhood."

What pro, what.

I mean, it's Frey.

You're weird, but you're being watched? That's tough, huh?

"Beautiful childhood is good. My heart will be washed. Love is good, eat is good. It's also good to see the tangles between beautiful young people. Oh, if that's gonna happen, I'd love to see that kid and Altoki intertwined. Hey!

Do something terrible!

Don't stare at me with an uncanny imagination!

(With this guy, we can't talk...)

Asking Abel for help with her gaze, the master silently threw a powder of sleep at Mia.

I used it when I broke into the royal palace, that powder.

"Phew...!?"

The waste maid sits down nagging and falls asleep.

Keep it standing in the corner of the room.

I thought you were going to sleep with a relaxed face like Phee or your mother, and it pisses me off that you have a beautiful sleeping face like a sleeping princess.

Just look at this guy.

"... so Al. What are you gonna do with the swamp dojo?

Abel switches quickly, too.

Sleeping Mia, I can't even look at her.

"Yeah. I thought I'd try and get a little creative instead of simply baking it"

It seems particularly obvious, but the method of cooking is determined at last.

"... Specifically?

"I thought when I ate at Cyril that if I ate the inside mainly, not the surface, it would be delicious. And then, you need to season it. I thought when I put a soy sauce-based sauce on it, it would fit."

"... I often come up with that"

"It just so happens. Just this once."

If you don't get in shape, you're going to be in trouble later.

Laugh and delude, and start cooking.

I can't move as I work with the knowledge of memories, but because of this, it may seem like a trial and error.

There are no pile pieces for sighting, so fix the head of the swamp dojo with the magic that stays raw.

Put a blade through your body and open yourself. Removal of internal organs and metatarsals, and.

"... looks a lot different. It's like the dried food you see at the fishing port."

"That's right."

Is it in this world, like the opening of a maggot?

You like it, don't you, Azi?

Well, I generally like seafood.

I think people who don't like fish are losing their lives. For what it's worth.

Next, plush it up.

Sprinkle with pre-prepared hot water and then scrape off the white hardened mucus.

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"... something, I feel strangely handy"

"I've been thinking about it for this day and again, and it's my fault."

"... that too?

"Ugh, yeah."

Abel pointed out a secret sauce with an alt stamp, prepared before swamp dojo.

Mirin didn't get it, so I boiled the soy sauce, booze and sugar to make my own sauce with the thickening out.

This one has a lot of room for improvement, but it won't be a problem for me to use as a prototype.

"... If you're going to try a new way of eating, shouldn't you have more than one sauce?

"Za, the ingredients are limited. This time, only this time."

Damn right.

Talking about it, I think I'm gonna get bored.

Let's just bake it up.

Cook in a frying pan this time because there are few cookware.

Sprinkle with liquor and lid.

"... Al, a child who can't drink alcohol, cooks alcohol very naturally?

"Ri, I bought the knowledge that I use alcohol for cooking, so I tried it."

Dr. Abel, I think you're looking at my complexion, not cooking.

No, it's your fault, yeah.

When I applied the sauce, the scent began to smell good.

"...... hmm. Good smell."

Good.

Abel's consciousness has turned me to Marsh Dojo again.

In a deep dish instead of a bowl, serve the freshly cooked rice and sprinkle the sauce zazzled.

Swamp dojo on top of that - no more eels. Place the eel on board and apply the sauce again.

And then I sprinkle the pepper that Abel prepared for me.

"... with two wooden bars, cleverly lifted"

"Here, this way, think it's more convenient."

I don't have any chopsticks. It's too inconvenient.

So I made my own using the woodworking techniques I had mastered.

"Look, I did it, Abel. It's done."

"...... hmm. Al's behavior is suspicious, but it looks delicious"

They say it's suspicious.

Shirashin.

I'll cut you loose.

I serve a bowl for myself, too.

If you want to eat with chopsticks, you can carry the eel to your mouth while tearing it up, but Abel seems to eat it with a fork, so I cut her share of the eel into smaller pieces.

Me?

I'll reopen it and eat it with chopsticks, so stay put.

"Well, shall we try it? Abel, I'm sorry I let you go out with me, right?

"... I can tell from the smell that it's delicious. Don't worry about it."

"Haha. If it doesn't taste good, it's like it's out."

"...... hmm. If it doesn't taste good, I won't forgive you."

"What!?"

"... a joke. But I haven't punished Al for being impotent in Cyril yet"

"If so, punishment, I knew it would come down?

"… of course. As Al's teacher, I have a duty to do so"

That's true, though it would be part of the teacher's job to punish...

When I look at Mighty Char, he stays faceless and his ears are red for why.

I want you to let me touch it for a second.

"... so one of these days"

"Yeah."

"... I'm taking Al to punish him."

Where?

Either way, it seems I'm going to be taken away by this guy any day.

"... reply"

"Yes, no."

"...... hmm. Promise."

Why are you smiling so happy?

Well, as punishment is to be given in time, it's a tasting now.

"Well, again, here you go!

"… I will"

Abel puts an onion and sauced rice on the fork and transports them both to his mouth at the same time.

Even though it's my first experience, they know it's properly 'something to eat at the same time'.

……

And then I open my eyes.

Well, if it tastes like it, there isn't, is there?

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