Dancing Circles on the Horizon of Events

"... a courier ~?

Dosshh!

The next morning. Someone chartered it to the bakery where Eve and the others were (?) Magic Organism Macrophage 1 appears. He (?) took something big out of his body with Cortex's voice.

There are dials, LED bulbs, buttons, batteries... The large, rotatable inlet at the top appeared to say "wheat" or "water".

The device is a fully automated udon generator that Eve asked Waltz to make. If you add seasonings such as wheat, water and salt, you can use the dial to set the mixing time, the intensity of the mixing, the thickness of the noodles, and the boiling time... It was a device that was able to make a lot of udon at a much faster speed than people made it by hand. Currently, the lack of staff was a problem, so we decided to solve it by introducing a machine.

"That might be Master Waltz and Master Cortex...."

Feeling limited in strength and manpower, he ordered it at night, and after sleeping overnight, the finished equipment arrived in the morning. Besides, it's fully custom-made. Even though it comes with a manual and there is plenty of support, it is faster than the usual online mail order, so it can be said to be an amazing service system. Well, for Eve who was born in another world, there is no way to know the existence of online mail order.

"Well... then, maybe I'll try using it right away."

Even though it's still early in the morning, Eve sets wheat and water in accordance with the manual while horizontally checking that a long line of citizens are already ready to cook.... And when the dial is properly aligned---

"... I might go!" Pochi

I pressed the —— and the button. Immediately after---

Boom.....

A mechanical sound sounds, and the device starts. At the same time, wheat is sucked into the machine with the sound of Winn--

Shit! Shit!

Nuh-uh-uh-uh-uh.....

—— In about 5 seconds, the udon noodles went from noodle making to boiling, and flowed out of the machine one after another. One of them is even connected.

"Early... And maybe it's all connected....."

Eve stops the equipment after a modest amount of udon is finished, and then spreads the finished udon to the ground....

"May I have it?" Slug

I started tasting quickly.

But...

"Hmm... maybe I'll boil it a little longer. Maybe we should have a little more salt? I wonder if this is the best way to do it."

—— Eve's Evaluation Criteria (?) It does not appear to have arrived. After flattening the udon, she turns the dial of the fully automatic udon maker to adjust the taste and boiling time.

And then--

Pick-- tick!

--Generated udon.

While I've been working on it several times, I think I've made udon noodles that suit Eve's glasses. But by that time, I was supposed to eat a lot of udon noodles--

"Upu... maybe I'm already full..."

—— Eve's stomach is at its limit. It seemed to have swollen into bread so easily that it could be reversed by some kind of stimulus.

Such a misfortune as if you were aiming at her.) is about to attack.

"All right, Eve. It's breakfast time. Did you make Eve's favorite so he can work hard today? Here, meat!/(adv-to, adv-to) (on-mim) (on-mim) thump/thump/thump/thump/thump

The hunter announced the completion of breakfast. Besides, it's a meat dish that has nothing to do with Eve's favorites.

Eve saw it, pushing something up from the back of her throat somehow... Apologize to the hunter.

"Oh, I'm sorry, hunter. When I was getting ready to serve udon today, Eve might be a little hungry..." Upu

"............"

"Eh...."

"No, no, it's fine, Eve. I know Eve was preparing udon for everyone, so I don't have to force him to eat breakfast. Besides... if you think about it carefully, I don't think it's a bit like meat in the morning..."

"That's not true....."

Of course —— the word "eve" was flashing in the back of my brain, but the hunter seemed too disappointed to say it... Instead, he decided to offer a compromise.

"Maybe I'll eat it at lunch?

If you can't eat it now, you can eat it at noon... Fortunately, Eve came up with such an emergency workaround because it was "cold" passing through the "cool" and it seemed like it would never rot just because it was left alone for about half a day.

At Eve's suggestion, the hunter seems to have returned safely to her usual state of disappointment. If the meat cooked had not been wasted, she seemed to have no problem.

As a result, Eve seemed to have gotten away with it, but her disaster wasn't over with. Rather, you should say that the show was about to start.