The God has moved to another world.

Haganewolf meat has a strong odor and is horn stiff on the ravioli.

The beast of the line is so bitten that it cannot be pulled apart, even swords and arrows are not even enemies of piercing.

Baking and simmering will leave a smell, and it won't soften at all.

So, first of all, it needs to be soaked in a special spice to get rid of the odor.

This spice is a play, and when I use it on regular meat, it becomes just a rubbery object with no flavor or smell.

If you don't use something as intense as that, you won't be able to eat the meat of the Warcraft.

A day to put on such a play.

That's all it takes, and the smell finally disappears from the flesh of the haganewolf.

But I still can't eat it.

Because meat still boasts tough hardness.

So now, use the sap and leaves of the predator plants.

Sleep in a jar filled with enzymes that break down the meat and soften the meat.

If you put meat such as cows or pigs in this, you get a lot of gel shapes.

But the target is the meat of the Warcraft.

When soaked for about two days, it softens well.

Two machining together, roughly three days.

For the first time in this way, the flesh of a haganewolf can be eaten by humans.

In a detachment built in the garden of a wooden leaking pavilion, Anis was planting the meat of a haggane wolf.

Because Warcraft cooking with theatre and murder weapon stained equipment cannot be done in a regular kitchen.

If you mistakenly mix spices for haganewolf into other dishes, it's a big deal.

Imprint spices all over the meat of the haganewolf, and wrap them first in oil paper.

If you cloth it and put it to sleep overnight so it doesn't get direct sunlight, the smell should go away.

The meat that Mizuhiko brought to the wooden leaking pavilion was considerable and took a lot of work to process.

Still managed to finish processing the last meat, and Anis wiped the sweat off his forehead.

That's not the end of it though.

Tomorrow we have to wash away all the spices and transfer the meat to the sap and leaf stuffed jar of the predator plant.

This also involves considerable danger, a troublesome task.

Anyway, the sap in the jar is the kind of liquid that dissolves from it when it touches the skin directly.

I can't even get help because I'm not used to handling anything other than anise.

"Ouch."

So crushing, Annis made a big stretch.

When I looked at the watch wrapped around my wrist, the time was just around 5: 30 in the morning.

I've been working since 3: 00 in the morning, so that's a calculation that took plenty of two and a half hours.

By the way, the way the clock looked at it was the same on Earth, on Haibara and Nakahara.

Twenty-four hours a day, 365 days a year.

Very easy to understand.

Thank you. I hear there are some things that can be a norm to create the world.

I guess the Mother God who created this world used the same template as Earth.

Anyway, Annis, who checked the clock, went out from away in a hurry.

When I take off the work clothes that were woven from the top in a hurry, I put them in the laundry basket that was nearby.

I also put the triangular scarf that was wrapped around my head in the basket and started washing my hands with the water I was drawing into the bucket.

The spices used for warcraft are horn drama on the raven, so you have to wash clothes after using them or wash your hands properly after handling them.

I'd like to ask if that's really food, but even on Earth, Guinness chillies and such are generally treated like this.

Drop spices, etc. on the body and enter the wooden leakage pavilion.

"Oh, Anis. Good morning."

When I opened the door leading to the back of the kitchen, the young man in charge of cooking called out.

He is from the same orphanage as Annis and has been helping her for a long time.

Guess the guests are already here asking for breakfast.

The youth have already begun cooking and the table is lined with some more dishes served.

Anis, who sees it, rushes to reach for his apron, which was on the wall.

"Morning, I'm sorry! I'll help you in a minute!

Youth make a smile at how Anis looks like that.

Laughing at the cheeky object, he pointed to the passenger seat.

"That would be nice, but the customer who brought in the meat of the Warcraft is here for breakfast."

"Really?! I have to go say hello!

Annis begins me on the spot while I grab the apron.

Seeing such anise, the youth leaks a bitter smile.

"It's okay because the only guests I'm having breakfast with are still staying with. There's still time for customers to come from outside. Calm down, say hello."

At a slow pace. That said, the youth smiled.

Anis also smiles so that he is caught in the smile of such a young man.

That smile that people love is one of the beauty of many anises.

Annis nodded cocklessly and ran to the door that led to the dining room.

"Thanks! Well, I'll be right back, so wait!

"If you panic too much, why don't you fall?

If a young man had such an arrow tip, Anis would have his feet tangled.

Still get back on your feet right away and run out with the patties.

The youth missed such anise with a bitter smile.

With the same faceless expression as usual, Mizuhiko was carrying the meal to her mouth.

Bacon eggs, freshly baked bread.

Besides, a slightly heavier meal with lots of soup was thought of by adventurers.

The adventurers, who are manual workers and work early in the morning, have a gut of breakfast.

The breakfast menu was pretty chunky because it's a leaky kiosk dealing with them like that.

The soup contains literally about green and yellow vegetables.

That was what was on the big plate.

Whether it's a bacon egg or not, its volume is rolling.

There are two eyeball grills on top of the meat that can be said to be bacon steak.

Do you eat so much from the morning?

It was Mizuhiko who thought so, but he changed his mind when he thought of something.

If you don't eat this much from the morning, maybe it's a business you can't do.

Going out to the woods, caves, meadows, killing each other with giant monsters and their lives.

With the body only on capital, morning energy replenishment will be important.

"Boo-kan, that's a lot."

Something went wrong, it was Mizuhiko who felt the adventurer's difficulty.

Mizuhiko pierced the bacon with a disappointingly gripped fork, as well as pierced it with a disappointingly gripped knife.

Hi. He's not used to forks and knives.

In a large cut bacon, place the eyeball grill on.

And I scissored it with a knife and a fork and carried it to my mouth.

If you chew, the sweetness of the meat and the flavor of the eggs intertwine in your mouth.

I have heard the phrase that good things are common to all nations.

Apparently, no matter what it is in another world, good stuff is just.

Mizuhiko swallowed what was in her mouth, remembering that the guild clerk said, "I recommend that inn over there," etc.

While the flavor remains in my tongue, I tear the bread by hand and stuff it into my mouth.

Bread is not an act that comes from the knowledge that eating it by hand is manners.

It's just that the bread is too big to get in my mouth.

I could bite, but Mizuhiko didn't have that much aggressiveness in her sleep.

"Good morning. I'll sit down. Did you take your time off yesterday?

Mizuhiko, who was enjoying the meal, called out.

The voice lord is Anise, the girl who was there when she entered this store.

When Mizuhiko swallowed the sauce and bread, she nodded and showed it.

"Ooh. Kimochi, that's not good. Heya, babes, you were beautiful."

To Mizuhiko's words, Annis made a smile.

Seeing that smile, Mizuhiko raises her eyebrows slightly.

There are people in the world who look good when they do it.

Just laugh and soothe them or make them feel happy.

Annis seems to be the right person for that smile.

And the smile was seen in Mizuhiko, wearing it with a certain sister.

It was in my memory that I took over from the red sheath, my little sister.

It's strange to call it people's memories.

Sometimes trivial reminds me of a long time ago.

"Was I? Good."

Mizuhiko gazes at the smile.

Annis smiled and started talking.

"It's the meat you brought, but I'm already starting to look down. I knew it was going to take a while to prepare because of the amount of it."

Meat means warcraft meat.

The Haganewolf, Red Wyburn, Cortesecca and a wide variety of lineups.

I don't even think Mizuhiko will be ready so easily, just because there was a lot of it.

"Right. Well, take your time. I wish I had something good."

"Thank you. I'll sit down. By the way, it's more of a dish. When you eat, how many servings should you prepare?

"I'm the only one."

"Really? But I only had a lot of meat..."

When he saw Anis, who would have a confused face, Mizuhiko finally came to think of it.

You can't eat that amount of meat on your own, can you?

You don't have to think about it, but Mizuhiko didn't think about it that much.

I have meat in front of me.

Take it and eat it.

That's all I had.

"Right. I can't believe I'm alone. I didn't get that far."

Mizuhiko nodded as one convinced after a while.

"Hiroshi has an offal. I need you to get out of here. It's better to make it at the top."

In response to Mizuhiko, Annis looks surprised.

I put my neck up a little and opened my mouth feeling sorry for myself.

"But that doesn't make it possible for customers to eat alone..."

"Oh. Something like that. Well, you think there's some other clutter? Screw me every day."

"Yeah?! Um, appropriately?

To her astonishment, Mizuhiko shrugs her shoulders.

"I don't know what to do without him. Let him be the one who wants to come. I wish I had Hajibu-nobu. I don't know."

When I finished, Mizuhiko grabbed a spoon and started eating soup.

It's like saying what you want to say.

Speaking of anise, he was hardened with his mouth open.

Haganewolf is a horn, and Red Wyburn and Cortesecca are dragon species.

Even after cooking, the meat brings grace to those who eat it.

If you eat when you are not feeling well, you will feel better, and if you are about mild illness, you will heal.

If you eat something that has no health or less magic, it can only make you stronger.

So these meats are precious if they have the means to be processed so that they can be eaten.

Incidentally, these three types of warcraft meat cannot be eaten properly unless processed by proper means.

Before it was bad or good, I would suffer from diarrhoea and vomiting if I ate it.

Then you might think it's okay to process it.

But that means of processing is not something that is usually out there.

Even the sizable Einfarble knew how to do it because there was only one anise.

Anis asks Mizuhiko in such a way as to be afraid.

"Um, we'd love to. Are you sure?

"Oh, that's good. I need you to make me a good one."

Mizuhiko says it's obvious.

If you try Mizuhiko, it's only a waste of time for someone to eat it rather than throw it away.

Because I think it's better for someone to eat it better than throw it away.

Shall I call it a waste of spirit characteristic of the Japanese?

But from Anis, the word was something that could be captured in a completely different way.

Most things that try to eat warcraft meat know what that meat does.

Otherwise, it's not something I would consider eating in the first place.

That means this boy, Mizuhiko, can feed others knowing the rarity and the benefits he gets from eating.

That, too, they say, will have all the cost of it.

It's not a matter of level of luxury or generosity anymore.

Whether it's Red Wyburn or Cortesecca in the first place, there are more than a dozen first-rate adventurers, a monster of whether they can fight for their lives and win.

It's insane to even pay to cook it and tell a guy you don't know to feed him, etc., from what you know the value.

Anis breathed in relief as he stared at Mizuhiko, who soaked the soup in front of him.

I also thought when I came into the store, maybe this guy is a hell of a guy.

In front of Mizuhiko, who carries the soup into her mouth, Annis felt something crunching her back flowing.

After breakfast, Mizuhiko was quickly coming to Alliance headquarters.

It was quiet in the guild because the sun had already risen a few dozen times.

I can see that the staff would have been busy a while ago because of the way they were stretching and sighing.

The morning of this world's adventurers seems to be very early.

It would be something to be really impressed with.

If you try Mizuhiko, who was going to be sleepy until after noon, it would be admirable.

When it comes to why it's happening, there's nothing about it.

I woke up in the sun.

When I feel the light of day, I wake up to leave reason behind.

It was such an animal Mizuhiko.

After entering the guild for a while, a guild official approached Mizuhiko.

Comparing the paperwork in his hand with Mizuhiko, he calls out.

"Mizuhiko, would you mind?

"Oh, it's me, Mizuhiko."

Meaninglessly chested Mizuhiko.

Once the guild clerk bowed, he offered his hand behind the guild.

"I've been waiting for you. The guild leader is waiting for you in the back."

"Giggles. That's the old man. Like what?

"Yes. It's about buying Cortesecca and such. Because the assessment is now more complete. I'm telling you to come if you see me."

In that word, Mizuhiko makes a strange face.

As he began to roar with a wrinkle between his eyebrows, he stopped moving for a while.

"Well?

"Assessments."

Mizuhiko asks with a strange face.

Besides, guild officials nod cocklessly.

"Well, what is it? Well, ahhh. Oh, oh."

Fine, Mizuhiko suddenly starts to snort.

The assessment that Alliance officials said was an assessment of the Warcraft that Mizuhiko brought in yesterday.

He said it would take a day to prepare for money and such.

I thought it would be a confirmation that Mizuhiko came here.

But from Mizuhiko's head, that had completely disappeared.

There's only one reason Mizuhiko came here.

Because they told me to go to Eltovael yesterday.

Mizuhiko nodded cozily when she slapped her hand like she remembered.

"That's right. I had to get a razor or something. And give me that old man."

I forgot. I forgot.

Alliance officials were stunned by the words of Mizuhiko, who nodded so well.

Is it that this boy did all that and forgot?

"Um, did you forget? Assessing the Warcraft."

The voice was slightly trembling, but there would be nothing to blame.

On such an inquiry, Mizuhiko nodded loudly.

"Oh. Eh, I'm more frightened. It would be better if I gave it to you."

Mizuhiko like that with a real face.

As for Mizuhiko, he was told to go on after he was beaten yesterday, so the impression was that the Eltovael thing was more in the brain than the Warcraft.

In fact, Eltovael is more scared than that warcraft if you let Mizuhiko say so.

Scary things are more on your mind, I guess, in a way.

"Right. Have you replaced it yet? Well, let's get out of here."

Then Mizuhiko began to walk.

This is where I came once, so I think I know the general location ring.

Seeing it, Alliance officials rushed after it.

He starts walking forward to guide Mizuhiko, but his head was full of questions.

Something that will make you forget the existence of Cortesecca, Haganewolf, Red Wyburn, etc.

Eh and bang.

I wonder how horrible the hell that is.

Had there been Eltovael on this occasion, Mizuhiko would have gotten a good punch in the jaw.

But unfortunately, she was in the middle of a red sheath and slime around these days.