Rice for Enoch's Second Expeditionary Unit

Would it have been about an hour since then?

The captains are not coming back.

"Maybe if my poison arrows hadn't stabbed me well and the captains were supposed to fight snow bears -"

Urgas holding his head and squeaking in a trembling voice.

"It's okay. The Vulgas arrow was a good stab."

I'll be proud that my eyes are good as well as my ears.

"Toxic or resistant..."

"He said it's okay. I worry too much."

No, I don't know about poison tolerance, but it's not a good idea to think worse here.

Absolutely.

"Urgas, let's eat chocolate! Oh, there's marshmallows, too."

Explore the sesame and aristocratic slip bags and take out the treats.

"I'm new to marshmallows."

Marshmallows are sweets made by mixing sugar, egg whites, water, glue, etc.

He's fluffy and melts in his mouth.

It was a popular story in the village, portrayed as a classic treat that the lady always eats.

When I was a kid, I dreamed about what marshmallows were like. I can't believe there's going to be a day I can eat.

The marshmallows in the bag are round, soft and have cute shades of light red or yellow. I dust this quite a bit when I imagine my knight uncle or brother eating it.

Put one of the marshmallows on the palm of Urgas's hand, and I cheek puffy too.

"Wow, fluffy! Yummy!"

Plump and soft as it looks, the surface is rugged. I felt a slight sweet fragrance and a little elasticity and sweet and sour fruit flavor. It was like eating snow and had an elegant mouthfeel.

"Vulgas, this is amazing! Eat!

Marshmallows were more delicious than I ever imagined.

Recommend it to Urgas, or just look down blurry.

I had no choice, so I took a flat marshmallow and stuffed it in my mouth.

"Muggle!"

"Please chew well"

Urgas eating momomogu and marshmallows. Saying you'd feel gentle doesn't clear your expression.

"Oh, yeah. It was in the book! Said if you broiled marshmallows in the fire, they'd be delicious."

Just stab a marshmallow in the minute and two forks of Urgas and broil it.

They have a knack for baking. The first time I got too close to the fire, I burned it.

This way, should I describe it as searing with heat waves rather than baking?

Urgas has a vain eye and is searing a second marshmallow.

Now I tried to be careful not to get too close to the fire and turn it when the baking color came on.

"Now you've cooked well"

It's still a snail, so I'll eat it after it's cold.

If you broil in the fire, the sweet scent drifts in the cave. That's all that makes me feel better.

I guess it's about time it got cold. For once, I fumbled before eating.

"Hot!"

It was still hot. Again, fumble.

Surface is crisp. Inside.

Marshmallows have a better taste than broiled ones.

Oh, delicious. In the dim snow, but I felt happy.

Watch me eat, and eat Urgas too.

"Wow, delicious..."

Urgas, who ate baked marshmallows, had loose cheeks. The wrinkles that had stopped between the eyebrows were also broken.

After all, good food soothes the mood.

"Vulgas, let's make hot chocolate. They eat marshmallows."

This is also what the lady in the story was drinking.

"You look so sweet to death."

"I guess."

But I wouldn't be able to drink it because it would be a waste if I were normal.

We have fancy chocolate from the nobles. And a delicious marshmallow too.

If I was trying to set the pan on fire, I would notice a noise approaching this way.

"What's wrong, Squirrel?

"Something's coming!

Cheats and heavy footprints.

"Is it a snow bear?

"Sorry, I'm not sure..."

I feel like I hear more than one footstep. No way, you brought your people here or something?

The wind is stronger than it was earlier. It's ringing a lot and I can't hear my surroundings.

Biscuits and killings are transmitted, and the skin becomes poppy.

"Sanitary Squirrel, behind me!

Urgas lowers his posture and sets up a bow.

"If ever, get out of the cave while the snow bear is distracted by me"

"Oh, no..."

"It's an important task to go get reinforcements."

I can't believe it's like running away at the expense of Urgas...

"Okay?

"Wow, I get it"

I can't believe it's going to be a battle with a snow bear in here, it's not on.

Besides, even though me and Urgas are young people who have little place to eat.

Eating it isn't tasty at all. Because it will never taste good.

Desperately, send a precaution to Snow Bear.

Snow bear approaching, sounding crispy.

"Two! Two snowbears who were murderous!

"It sucks..."

Finally, a snow bear coming into the cave entrance.

It's getting closer.

"Oh, that?

"What's wrong?"

"Uh..."

Do me a favor so I can lower the poison arrow on Urgas.

"No, it's dangerous! 'Cause I'm not hungry for murder!

"It's okay. 'Cause that's..."

From the dim, I could see something blurry coming.

"It sucks! Of all the demons I've ever seen, the most murderous."

"Who is the demon!!

A low sounding voice in the cave. It belonged to the captain.

"Huh?"

"You guys, sweet food for swallowing when this one is in your miserable eyes!

Urgas finally let me down the bow and arrow.

Then I twitch and tear my eyes.

"Ha, Captain ~!"

Urgas stood up bulky and tried to hold him by the captain, but he was grabbed on the left and right cheeks and rejected with all his might.

"Disgusting, why are you hugging me!!

"'Cause..."

Well, I don't even know what it feels like.

I thought it was a snow bear, and I thought the captain was dead.

Survival was alive not only for the captain, but also for Mr. Gull, Deputy Berry and Mr. Zara.

Plus, on Mr. Gull's back, there's a noble boy who was missing!

"Gal found it on the way. But I was caught in the middle of a cliff and it took me a while to rescue him."

The captains desperately rescued your boy.

Lieutenant Berley had his eyes set. Zara's hair was untied and she looked tired.

Mr. Gull has a soggy tail, too.

"Shit...... thanks to this guy, I got into a hell of a lot of trouble"

I see. He said he was in a killing mood because he had a hard time dying in rescue.

Shit, you can put him to sleep on the rug.

"Yeah," he roars.

If this one calls, he also replied. I could also say my name well. Good. Consciousness is clear.

I checked the condition first.

I have a red rash on my hands, feet, cheeks, etc. It would be a mild frostbite.

You have to warm up your body first.

If I take my jacket off to lend it to you, Mr. Gull will wait.

I say because I have fur, and you lend me your jacket.

"Thank you, Mr. Gull!

Mr. Gull's coat would allow him to cover his body perfectly.

Increase the number of incendiaries and warm your body.

Bring the snow and boil the water. When I brought the snow again and warmed it to the right temperature, I twitched my fingertips and so on.

If blood circulation improved, I wiped the moisture with my hand towel, rubbed the affected area, and applied moisturizing cream to the finish.

This completes the first aid. And then I need to make sure I don't lower my temperature.

They're like a storm out there. I thought it was a miracle we got here.

"I said gal smells sweet. I'm sure you guys must have done it, so I took the bet."

"You did, didn't you"

Thanks to the grilled marshmallows, we were able to rendezvous.

After all, marshmallows are amazing.

"Yes, yes! Baked marshmallows, they're so delicious!

"I'm sorry."

She says she wants to eat something else and gives it back to me.

"Excuse me, have a meal...... oh, you make tea!

The captains haven't eaten, although they were relaxed after the boy's first aid.

While recommending the canapés I had made, I broiled the sausage while boiling the water.