159 158. Culinary Parties And Dried Foods
Autumn breezes are blowing over the sunny grass.
Behind the detachment of the annex, what a delicate standing party was about to begin.
A little off the table, Jonas just stood. I’m an escort, so I’m not going to join the meal from the beginning.
“Dr. Jonas, please come with us”
When Wolfe called herself a ‘teacher’, the red-haired woman did not hide her strange face.
A woman named Darya Rossetti.
The up-and-coming chairman of commerce, Wolfe’s caregiver, made me think she would be a gorgeous beauty.
But what appeared was a woman with red hair that caught a little eye and seemed to grow up. Not bad, but if you’re in the royal castle, you look like you’re about to bury it.
“No, because I refrain from doing so here”
When Jonas answered that, Wolfe began to explain to Dahlia that she was a teacher with arms, teaching herself the sword.
How permissive you are, lightly exposing your hands to women.
As for myself hiding my sword’s sophistication even from my family, that level of trust even seemed puzzling.
“Dr. Jonas, I was wondering if you’d be worried if it was this way. There are guards between the mansions.”
“Dear Wolfe, I was wondering if it would be rude to have Lord Rossetti present with ‘demonized’ in his squire”.
Answering that, Darya looked at herself with her eyes round.
Apparently, he hadn’t heard about his’ demonized ‘.
“Do you care, Lord Rossetti? Jonas is also from the Viscount family.”
“No. Um, I was wondering if I, the common man, should shy away from this occasion…”
“This is what Lord Rossetti says. Be present, Jonas.”
“… excuse me”
An attentive meal with visitors is honestly meagre. But we cannot fail to obey the Lord.
Jonas had no choice but to stand next to it and join him in a toast in white wine.
“Brother, Dr. Jonas, go ahead.”
After the toast, the first one given was a skewer with a thick, cut red cow (Crimson Cattle).
I’d rather eat it with my blood dripping without baking.
Still, align around, switch on the small magic instruction stove, and bake to press against the top net. I let it go where the surface turned white, put on a black, loose sauce, and carried it to my mouth.
“This tastes good!
Gouid admires it and eats it with sauce. I guess it tasted like a preference, my eyes were just dropping a little.
Wolfe, who saw it, is giving him an extra skewer in his brother’s face.
Authentically, Gouid’s dinner should be reduced today.
The taste of sauce was in the way of Jonas. If only one side can be carried to the mouth at the whitening stage, the taste of the meat will diminish, but it can be eaten quite well. I can’t help it because all this is taste poor.
The next thing they gave me was the green squid dried overnight.
Green squid is a squid about the size of two flat palms, a demon to be exact.
It looks green and uses wind magic.
However, it specializes in flying over the sea and fleeing, and we hear that in fishing we can push them on multiple vessels and catch them lightly in nets.
It has no odor, but because of its unique colour and stiffness, it is an ingredient that is not very favoured by the nobility.
The overnight dried green squid in front of you, wrinkled. That doesn’t look delicious at all. It can also be made into a moldy, less fresh squid.
But the smell isn’t so bad. It’s a mysterious substitute.
“This goes with the East Wine”
The glass of wine had already been made kara by everyone, so switch to a glass of pottery to match the eastern liquor (azuzuki).
Looks like Chairman Rossetti can go with a woman, too. I didn’t even see a single scale of drunkenness.
Grab a glass of eastern liquor (azuzuki) on the left hand side and bake the green squid stabbed on the skewer with your right hand. What a fragrant smell rises from a squid that makes a tiny, tiny noise and shrinks.
Without a knife or fork, Wolfe hit a burnt green squid.
While watching it, Gouid imitates it.
The rash mouth is too small and the addition or subtraction of pulling force is not known. Didn’t cut very well, stretches his loosely stretched legs further and tries to force him to take it.
If Gouid’s mother, the Countess of Scalfalotto, sees it, two hours after her graduation is a sight that looks like she’s going to preach.
Still, it was a pleasure to see Gouid laughing fun in his brother’s face.
I feel like I made up with my brother, Wolfe, the other day and then just went back a little bit to my old gooey.
A bright blue eye, a slightly quicker tone, a louder laugh than usual when talking to Wolf.
I’m burning my hands a little when it comes to more childish imitations, but I just want to sneak up and celebrate the loss of shoulder loads.
Jonas also finally baked the green squid on hand and carried it to his mouth.
Unexpectedly, I was surprised to be able to eat normally, with a soft body and a slightly stronger saltiness.
And myself, Squid’s legs couldn’t bite off at once, and he stretched a little at the mouth.
When I looked across the street, Dahlia was biting green squid feet.
I thought I was going to pull it and stretch it, and I’m chewing it off neatly around my dog’s teeth and splitting the bite exactly.
I have difficulty deciding if I behave well or badly, but I admired its dexterity.
After chewing, pour the eastern liquor (azuzuki) into your mouth, swallowing white, thin throat.
I was caught by a woman who breathed very satisfactorily, and I got an eastern drink (azuke) that I had never drank very much.
Liquor after squid will smell a little more, so be prepared to mouth it.
However, the flavour of fluffy and shaky cloudy liquor does not increase the odor.
Sweet aroma different from the aroma of the wine, thickness of the flavor different from the weight of the distilled liquor.
A little spicy liquor just washed Jonas’ red tongue and quenched the remaining taste of blood.
The other three were baking and eating a variety of vegetables, including carrots boiled in bell peppers, but Jonas was just turning back green squid and eastern liquor (azuzuki).
“Then try this one next. It’s good for booze knobs, and it saves well.”
“This looks very distinctive…”
Gouid’s very skeptical eyes are pointed at the skewer.
I also stared seriously at the dry matter in my hand.
Kraken’s feet dry.
I’ve never seen it before, but it’s light red brown and terribly hard. It has a subtle texture that is not the same as dried meat when touched.
Second, I remembered the Kraken tape to be used in the Magic Command Unit. The texture is very different from that one.
I seriously want to ask if this is really food.
“Um, it doesn’t look very good, but when you blur, it tastes like it to anyone you like”
I thought it might taste disgusting to those who disliked it, but I shut up about the woman’s diligence.
Things are trials. All you have to do is swallow it if you want to throw up.
Jonas started baking Kraken’s dried food on top of a small demon guide stove.
It is obvious that the dried caracallas that circle in front of each eye, although quite fragrant, are even stiffer.
“This is quite strange…”
Across the street from Gouid, who began to have a dry laugh, the woman flips the dried goods for fun.
And I guess it’s hot, but I grabbed it with my fingers, and I turned it back and tore myself apart well. When you mouth a smaller body, it even starts to bite.
Next to it, Wolfe has a bigger body in her mouth, even chewing.
What a similarly behaved two, it made it harder to stir up a laugh.
Jonas also gets a little tempered and mouths the cooked Kraken dried food.
At first I thought they seemed to eat strings or rope, but I was surprised to bite them a few times.
Surprisingly delicate and tidal flavors, slightly different from squid and octopus.
The taste of seafood I remember eating before was felt every time I chewed it.
“What a surprise…”
Gouid is staring at the smudges and dry matter as he mouths his legs.
Then a somewhat different place was created, where everyone kept chewing Kraken’s dried food silently and drinking.
“Dr. Jonas, have another bottle.”
“Thank you”
Gouid turns a strange gaze at Kraken’s dry, the self who received that addition.
“Jonas?
“… good”
Then, the loose ends spilled.
Hot, fragrant, no taste or smell of blood, my bite is just fun.
Most importantly, I can tell the ‘taste’ even though it is not flesh.
“Jonas, you don’t have to do too much… Oh, I’m sorry, Jonas has a slightly different taste”
The shadows turned to the eyes of Gouid, who would follow toward the Wolves.
I worry a lot, but how many times do I know it’s not bitter?
“It’s not even about hiding it. Demonic humans often have different tastes. I don’t know much about the taste of tea or vegetables.”
“Um, so do you have trouble eating?
“It’s a little bigoted, but it’s like physique, especially. I know roughly what liquor and meat taste like. This dried food and booze is delicious.”
In fact, the only thing Jonas can properly recognize as food is fortified liquor and blood.
However, from today on, dried food and sake (Azumaki) were added. This is not bad for smugness and hunger.
“Dr. Jonas, please bring a small magic guide stove. Because it is convenient when eating at night. I will also prepare dried food and sake.”
“Thank you for your concern”
“Wolf, can you ask for my share, too?
“Yes, of course, brother.”
Jonas quietly stabs the nail as he smiles at the interaction of his sneering brothers.
“Dear Wolfe, I will receive and manage it. Master Gouad is a little worried about your health.”
“Brother, no way, is something wrong?
To my brother’s very anxious voice, Gouid looked at this one with a slightly cold eye.
“I’m just a little underactive. I haven’t talked to my best friend in a long time.”
“… Gouid, dear?
I thought I let the serpent out of (Yabu).
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