Chapter 306: 306 Breakfast at 305 Valhalla.

Three hundred five.

"In retrospect now, it was an anomaly back then. Every morning, noon and evening, there were sweets lined up at the table."

Alfina just gave me the look of a shudder while I remembered somewhere. I mean, since the day I got the cookbook, Flodina's been making sweets every day. Flodina herself also declared that she was willing to reproduce all the recipes at the time.

Morning, noon and evening as a dessert after meals. Furthermore, a number of treats were also behaved during the training break. After completing all the cookbook recipes, repeat the treats I particularly liked.

"I was obsessed with making and eating that time of year. So when you realize..."

Frodina with a distant eye and talking about the situation then. Said that as a result of those days, all the sisters except Alfina were gaining weight more than they are now.

"Because... because delicious things come out every day!

"I couldn't resist that temptation"

I guess I remembered the time and fell into self-loathing, with Elivina and Celestina falling apart. From what I hear, there was also a difference in fat, which had a considerable impact on these two and Christina. Christina, in particular, said that she was eating more often.

"It's Sister Flodina's fault -!

Cristina screams that Mira has made her black history known, and begins to claim that Flodina, who overmade delicious treats, is the culprit of it all and that she is the victim.

Besides, it sounded like a lot of outrage, but confetti is a sinful existence because even more than half of the sisters supported that opinion.

"I see... such a thing. Do... say you're fat, but to what extent exactly?

The sisters are now styled and look like they never thought they would have had such a past, etc. How much was it at the time when they mourned like that? Even if you say in a nutshell that you are fat, that criterion is really vague by people. Therefore, Mira, who was simply concerned, asked to go straight in. I wondered how many kilos I was fatter than I am now.

That was a question that could be called a ban on women. If Mira had not been a girl, if she had not been Lord of the sisters, none of the delicacies would have been truncated.

"It's..."

But because she was a girl and Lord, the answer was made public by the mouth of Alfina.

Elezina and Flodina, Charwina, about five kilometers. Elivina and Celestina, about seven kilometers. Alfina, who will report in a pale manner. Each time, the expression of the named distorts. And finally, the name of the last one was given.

"Kristina is… fifteen kilometers"

I guess it was too bad, a sigh in the pale alfina tone. Shortly afterwards, he said, "Yikes!" The scream echoes. It didn't have to be confirmed, it was a sad cry that I could tell would be Christina's voice.

In other words, the reason sweet treats were banned was because of diet.

From that time on, Flodina was banned from making sweets, and the sweetness disappeared from the subsequent table. In addition, a special training course with a diet was added to the usual training. Alfina, who was eating the same meal, wasn't fat because she had long imposed harder training on herself than her sisters, and that's why it's special training.

"Hmm... how did that happen?"

Convinced of the cause of the loss of sweetness from their table, Mira agrees with Alfina that she has no choice.

"Aww... Lord..."

There is a gloomy Christina voice and a voiceless mourning of the other sisters. Because Mira, who was my only hope, walked over to Alfina. But their hopes were not crushed.

"I guess I'll just have to say that confectionery has been banned. But isn't that why we can lift the ban now?

According to the story, the sisters' confectionery fat case was more than a decade ago. It was the bitter voice of the sisters that the ban and training were still ongoing. Knowing that, Mira suggests to Alfina. The diet has been successful and the body shape has already settled into a state of no problems. Therefore, if we continue our diet training, I was wondering if it would be okay to eat sweets once every two or three days.

"Whatever. In addition to eating three meals a day, it was unusual at the time to eat even snacks. It's only natural to gain weight. If you think about eating more, it's not like you'll gain weight immediately."

Mira, who felt pity for her sisters on the boulder, continues to persuade Alfina with their voiceless cheers. That sweet things are the nourishment of the mind.

"Indeed, the Lord is right...... Maybe now is the time."

Mira's words seem to go particularly well because she's still an alfina. Didn't you say you would discuss Flodina and future meals so that you could add sweets, etc.?

As soon as that happened, the sisters cheered with joy, headed by Christina. Alfina smiles a little tenderly, as she shrugged in front of it. And Mira also looked at them like that and laughed softly.

"It seems like it's been a lot of excitement in the morning, what have you done?

A delightful dining room with signs of improvement inserted into the sweet circumstances of the Valkyrie sisters. Bruce, who came late there, gave him an interesting peek in the face.

"Nah, I was just telling you about the meal."

There was a lot going on, and the sweets started to line up at the table. Mira, so succinctly explained, now it's time to take her seat to breakfast. If the Lord takes the initiative that way, the sisters will soon follow. The dining room turned into a quiet dining place in the morning, a turn away from the situation that seemed like a victory celebration earlier.

Bruce said, "Something sweet?" It didn't seem like we could do much with each other, "he said with a smile when he saw the French toast lined up at the table." I like this. "

"Come on, today's soup is salad stew."

The pot that Frodina brought over from the kitchen with those words is a special stew that blends the flavours of vegetables and meat. Then start pouring it into the bowl of salad placed on each table. Just no heart, or there was tension in Flodina's hands.

(But you've never seen such a dish before.)

A salad stew dish called the original of Flodina. It was a delicate, luxurious thing to do: serve a wide variety of vegetables carefully chopped in a bite size on a deep plate and pour a beef-based stew from it instead of dressing.

The first time I heard it, I was surprised, Mira. But for the sisters, this salad stew dish seems to recognize things like a little extravagant breakfast. What a pretty good mood for a salad stew in addition to something sweet.

Flodina turns the table in turn and pours the stew into the vessel. In doing so, Christina said, "More meat! Though he demanded," he was stunned to be poured plenty of tomatoes instead.

Yes, it's tomatoes. Earlier, French toast was the subject, but this salad stew is the star of the main quest for this breakfast, Operation Overcoming Alfina's Tomato Hate.

Unusual, this time stew with plenty of tomatoes added. The tomatoes, which have been simmered well and have been thickened, are just about ready to eat. However, because it was cut larger, the claim was fierce, and I could tell from just looking at it.

Such a stew is finally poured into the vessel in front of the alfina. It's that moment. There was always an obvious change in the face of the calm Alfina.

(I heard about it... it sounds like I hate tomatoes a lot...)

Mira, who watched as to how she would react, did capture the change. The hatred of tomatoes, and the resentment of Flodina, who knew about it, had come to light in his eyes.

(Flodina also endures…)

"There's still a little bit left to replace," Flodina puts down the pan, while being exposed to a gaze that's like shooting her. It's just that when I got to my seat, fear struck me all at once, and I shook my shoulder and broke that grin.

Mira sends praise with her eyes for her good work as she exchanges her gaze with Flodina like that. And then I let him snort at me.

Flodina, who had thus confirmed Mira's reliable appearance, smiled softly as she entrusted herself with the task.

"Sweet...... sweet......!

"Oh, I knew it'd be sweet."

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As soon as breakfast starts. Not only Elivina and Elezina, but all the sisters were the first to mouth French toast and tremble at its sweetness. At the same time, Alfina seems to like sweet things. I'm just happily busting my cheeks.

Sweet and delicious breakfast. But it wasn't a substitute to be cleaned up in one word. The very rare eggs, the specially baked bread and the French toast produced by the special method no longer transcended that framework known to Mira.

"Oh, what a delicacy!

That was so obviously different from what I've had so far that I could tell from just a bite. The feeling of pudding is increased by the fact that it has cooled down over time. It's no longer about breakfast, it's about classifying sweets.

That's why, for the sisters, who had been far from the sweets for more than a decade, that French toast was a deserving dish for the anniversary of the lifting of the sweets ban.

Taste every bite, Elezina, carefully.

Flodina who seems satisfied that this is done well.

Charwina enjoys its puffiness as well as flavor.

Erivina hasn't been able to hide her grin while looking at things like what she's fussing about with one French toast.

Celestina looks like she's going to keep it for the last time. After only one bite, I was cleaning up my other breakfast at a furious rate.

And Kristina, who had already finished her French toast, is targeting such a plate of Celestina with a tiger's eye. However, the opponent is Celestina, that wepon master. Even a knife for a meal would be a sufficient weapon for her. If we were to put our hands on it, Christina would be exposed to nothing at the next moment. But on the contrary, they're not that alert. Christina was gently transferring only the vegetables to Celestina's vessel.

A scene in the dining room where many emotions accumulate for a long time. "This is excellent," Bruce said, not knowing the disturbance, looking comfortable.

That's how the breakfast was half way past. Differences in how you eat vary from individual to individual, but when you get your hands on a general dish. Mira was aware of it. Alfina is the only one of my sisters who hasn't touched any salad stew.

(That's pretty...)

Alfina stares at Flodina with her eyes just wondering what she intends to do from time to time, eating slowly. And each time, Flodina turned her gaze for salvation to Mira.

The timing of the start of the operation is entrusted to Mira. As it stands, it was assumed that Flodina would be unable to move. And above all, it is only when Mira is triggered that it will have the greatest effect on the alfina.

(I was just saying I'm confident, and this salad stew and I sure don't look fantastic)

Timing of the start of the operation. In weighing it, Mira tried to change it and mouthed the salad stew.

A stew full of flodina, with several spices and vegetables and thickened with Valhalla potatoes in a carefully simmered soup. A bold dish of chopping it into bite-sized pieces and sprinkling it on fresh vegetables picked in the morning. But then, the spice was exquisite, and the sweetness of the tomatoes added to it made it even more refined, and when combined with the salad, all of it was elevated to far higher heights.

(Whether you hate tomatoes or not, I'm sure you'll be fine with this)

Mira felt a definite possibility for a salad stew. As Flodina said, if you ate one bite, it would last two or three bites.

But the problem is, it's the first bite. From what I've seen, Alfina hasn't even looked at it as far as mouth goes. It just puts pressure on Flodina with her eyes like what harassment?

It should be noted that I didn't seem to get through my throat for that, and Flodina's meal wasn't going very far.

Several rescue requests sent by Flodina. Her face is dyed pale. It would be time for the limit.

(The Lord's kindness is bound to be connected)

Silent pressure from the alfina. Even though I knew this was going to happen, Flodina's mind said she wanted me to overcome my hatred of tomatoes. Mira, who only received it, finally nods back at the beginning of the operation.

shortly thereafter. Cristina, who had nothing to do with the operation, stood up with an empty salad vessel in her hand. And as it is, I gently walk over to the stew pan.

"Meat is sunk at the bottom of the pan because of its specific gravity."

Apparently, she changed her target from Celestina's French toast to a meat for a replacement stew. When Christina opens the lid of the pan, she hands the egg and begins to scowl the bottom of the pan. And as I aimed, I served the meat that was sinking at the bottom in one vessel after another.

"Look, you're right."

Christina grins blissfully with a vessel filled with meat in her hands. It is an action that is vividly faithful to desire. And that's when Mira smiled invincibly that this was a good opportunity.

"This is Christina. Why not eat more vegetables as well as meat? I've seen it, I've moved most of the salad into a bowl of Celestina."

That's what I said and Mira stood up, and Christina said, "Ha!" and tremble his shoulders. And in the meantime, he was turned into a needle by everyone's gaze.

"If I thought there was some kind of a lot, that's what happened..."

Celestina, the victim, stares at Christina with a bowl of salad stew in her hand. Instead, it's a strange thing not to notice immediately, but I guess she was looking forward to the last French toast so much that she couldn't see it.

However, that doesn't seem to be the only blame for this from Celestina.

The other sisters looked more or less like jerks. An atmosphere like Christina is being created there.

And so Mira moved further.

"Hey, lend it to me."

Mira, who just walks up to Christina here, takes up a bowl full of meat. Then he went on to open the lid of the pan, holding the eggs and serving a large quantity of tomatoes on top of the vessel.

"You have to eat vegetables. Especially this tomato, which I harvested and cut. What do you say, it looks delicious?

Mira serves a bowl of tomatoes so that the meat is invisible all the time. Cristina, by contrast, is stunned by the tragedy of the vessel. It's just that that's where the fuzzy voice came in.

"Huh? The Lord!?"

It is Elivina. She was aware. I need to cut the tomatoes a little rough and look like a flodina. That's why I reacted extra quickly.

"If it stays, it's a waste."

Elivina, standing up in the guise of the wind so worried, comes to the hand with a bowl of salad.

"Oh, Elivina's not a tomato, either."

Mira takes up the vessel again this time and serves the tomatoes. Then it was Elivina who surprised me.

"Oh, my lord, it's on its own..."

You can't let Mira do something like a waiter. So she panicked, Elivina, but Mira laughed, "Good, good, good." She added meat, and then offered the vessel.

"Oh, thank you"

Elivina happily received the vessel. Then, seeing it, the other sisters stood up one after the other.

"I don't think so."

Such opportunities are rare. The sisters who come to the hand with vessels because of the tomatoes that the Lord has chosen and chosen, to make the Lord's decision. They're not as pathological as Alfina, but they haven't changed at all again.

It should be noted that there were also sneaky blues crossed there. One of the venerable Nine Wise Men, Dumblrf of the army, is at its disposal. Sometimes, it was another rare opportunity for him.

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