Akuyaku Reijo No Tsuiho Go! Kyokai Kaikaku Gohan De Yuyu Sister Kurashi

Rosetta and Collard's wedding begins - -.

A rigorous examination of the pipe organ echoed the chapel.

It's Roxanne who plays, a perfect tone like hers.

"Rule Lulu......"

Continue, Elizabeth and the sisters and the chorus of the children begin.

Signalling it, Rosetta and Collard slowly walked out the center of the corridor as they joined hands.

Towards Mauritz, who stands in front of the inner realm where the statue of the goddess is placed, the two proceed in such a way that they can bite it off step by step.

I even feel divine as Rosetta's long and transparent veil passes over the red carpet of the church.

Collard, who is inserting flowers into his chest, is also your son who marries a heroine.

"Rosetta......"

"... Collard"

When they went all the way to the statue of the goddess and Mauritz, they stopped walking and looked at each other.

"Hands together."

The priest urges me, and Collard raises his right hand to the slightly upper part of his chest.

Rosetta put her own hands together in shame on his fingers she spread.

Across the street, the bride overlaps her left hand on the right hand side of the bridegroom is the sworn pose of the two Herevela currents.

The sound of the pipe organ slowly turns down.

"Collard, do you swear by the goddess Herevela that you will take this man as your wife and will continue to love him for the rest of your life?

"... Yes!

Collard answered Mauritz's question, slightly nervous.

- Good, you replied.

Elizabeth sneaks her chest down.

To be honest, even though he's been running off, he also thought Collard might have just gotten caught up in Rosetta.

Because I've seen a couple who are not marijuana blue but start to worry about marriage from small things when the ceremony is near.

But asking him directly was just too much of a villain's warrant, and he weighed himself in.

Because Rosetta could definitely tell me that it's a rush to happiness.

But apparently it was a concern.

So far, I can see that the two of us have had dramas that Elizabeth doesn't know about and have been spinning bonds properly.

It was not only the fever for love, but also the serious thought and need for each other that came through here.

"Rosetta, do you swear by the goddess Herevela that you will make this man your husband and will continue to love him for the rest of your life?

"Yes, absolutely. I swear!"

The bride didn't get lost, she answered instantly.

Don't worry about this one.

Rosetta is the type of heroine that involves her surroundings, so all of a sudden here she says, "I don't know my whole life! ♪ I could say something like that ♪

Still, in the end, I guess I'll be congratulated.

As long as I envy you as a villain warrant who has become a bad-end no matter what you do.

"As an agent of the goddess Herevela, let us recognize these men as husband and wife."

The sound of the pipe organ, which had stopped at Mauritz's word, begins to ring again.

The sound of praise echoed to the church.

"Mark your vows."

Collard nods nervously at the priest's words.

Rosetta turned slightly upwards and closed her eyes.

As the groom raises his veil, he moves his face closer to Rosetta.

Two very picturesque people spoke of their vows.

Just touch it, but it's a little long.

I can see it's a caged kiss of emotion.

"Collard... I..."

When I let go of my lips, the polarity and drops poured out of Rosetta's big eyes.

"Look, if you're crying, you can't replace the ring."

Collard smiled calmly at Rosetta, who cried so much in gratitude.

Exactly this neighborhood is a prince, and seeing her tears doesn't make it warm.

Put the ring gently offered by Mauritz on Rosetta's pharmacopoeia.

That first thing you picked out and Hovelt resized right away.

"... because I'm glad... and to Collard - you're in line"

Rosetta also cries, putting a pair of rings on Collard's fingers.

Make sure of that, put it down for one breath, and then Elizabeth raised her hand.

Pah the music stops.

"Come on, as a gift from the Nortian Church to you two happy people...... I bring you a song of love!

When Roxanne and I breathed together with our eyes, Elizabeth waved down.

- - Changing the hymn!

Dadadan, and the pipe organ keyboard is slapped.

Apart from the music that sounds like a slow bass from earlier.

It was a fast tempo and a song started that made me want to move my body unexpectedly.

"I want to be alone tonight because I want to be alone."

Even when the kids can't help themselves, they wave their bodies to the left and right, tapping their hands to match the song, sounding the cutest voice they can.

"It lights up a little, doesn't it?"

Lucinda and Hilde followed the children's voices.

It was a surprise, so Rosetta is surprised, pulls in tears, and a full grin.

Collard was also happy, gazing at the bride next door and smiling.

- - The combination of famous songs transcends the world!

"The red thread is wonderful today - in the circle of light, treat it so gently all the time - ♪ Because it's a permanent guarantee ♪"

"Let's walk together, let's look, let's swear ~"

The children sang again and at the end Sister chorused and tightened.

"Thanks, happy...... song, nice......"

Collard holds Rosetta, who is about to cry again.

Surprise performances from the church have been a great success.

Elizabeth sent a signal this time looking at Mauritz.

"Come on, let the two of you eat this bride's favorite next time"

Mauritz retrieves the pie he hid in the back.

There is only one pair of knives and forks.

Mauritz explains while Collard cuts it apart.

"The act of feeding each other at a wedding means we won't bother with what we eat for the rest of our lives"

Cut pies are transported to Rosetta's mouth.

Shortly before she ate, she realized that the pie wasn't just pie, and she rounded her eyes.

"In the country where I grew up...... your mother's pie. Something with walnuts, apples and smomo in the cucumber -"

"The goddess knows everything."

Inspired, Rosetta mouths a pie of memories as it fills.

"Ouch! The flavor of that time and...!

- Good. Looks like he was able to reproduce it properly.

One of the five senses: taste, which is often considered obscure.

Sometimes in memory, its taste has a strong impression.

That's when you eat at the crossroads of your life, in impressive scenes, or repeatedly.

In Rosetta's case, that's what my mother fed me many times in the latter.

Combined with the five senses, the memories will remain strong at that time, and if you feel the same flavor, it will come back to life more clearly.

And it replaces the emotional movement of emotion.

This was also the knowledge I learned in my previous life's work.

At the request of an event, I was asked to recreate the taste of the main guest's sieve as a surprise.

Go local, ask the locals, prototype over and over......

I used to be happy with my clients.

Probably a little different from the taste of actual memories, but I will still remember the faces of our surprised and thrilled customers, like Rosetta today.

By the way, why did you know the taste of Rosetta's hometown - a bit of an anomaly reason.

- On every route I did at Prix Dawn, heroin was baking, wasn't it?

He said, "It's my mother's pie," "It's a recipe from my mom's direct line," and "I can only bake this pie," one time around.

Now that I think about it, there were multiple names of scenario writers, maybe I just got a usable story on the character setup......

- Let's not worry about that there, yeah.

It came out so many times that the recipe was perfectly slipped in as well.

Take a look first.

Sift the flour, chop the butter finely, then let it cool as much as possible, including other ingredients.

Add flour, butter and salt to the bowl so that it is cut quickly and mixed.

Where completely mixed, drill a hole in the middle and add milk, eggs, lemon juice and honey to it, stirring thoroughly.

The trick is not to mix too much here.

It feels good to be worn out, so when it's rounded into one, let it rest in the cold for about three hours to encourage fermentation.

This completes the fabric making.

Stretch the sleeping dough, lay it on the pie mould and add the ingredients.

Once you have laid sauteed apples, walnuts and smomos on the dough wondering if this is still the case and arranged the three braids made from the excess dough consciously in appearance, paint the egg yellow for gloss at the end.

All you have to do is cook in the oven for about thirty minutes...

Complete reproduction of Princess Rosetta's Memory Pie!

"I'm kind of overjoyed, I'm losing my taste, Collard"

"Rosetta, good for you"

Elizabeth sincerely thought she was glad to see the two touching people and cook a dish of memories even in the absence of time.