Fairy Tale Chronicles

1. Octogal Babysitting

Octogal is basically free. So I show my face everywhere if I want to.

"I'm here to see you."

It was in the private area of Lady Elizabeth, the righteous queen of King Farlane, that Octogall turned up on this day. Regardless, there is usually no one in this castle who tries to say it and inhibit this mysterious creature, which is off-limits except those involved, but which can be transferred anywhere if it is not dungeoned on top of being a family of God. Because it's a waste of time and effort just trying to do it.

"Oh, there you are."

Lady Elizabeth greets the three octogals who appear, without any particular movement. I can't stand up while giving up the twin babies in my hand, but I show a lot of willingness to welcome them. Nor do the ladies who refrain from around say anything in particular.

Needless to say, I don't raise children in any country, not just Farlane, just the queen. Rather, the Queen can't be so aggressive in raising her children, so much so that she creates a moment of flutter in the daytime and at the time when the child is awake. Regardless of breastfeeding, changing diapers and such tasks are hard to get me to do, even if I want to.

Note that the name of the baby is Ledrick for the boy and Elise for the girl. Since he is not yet six months old, he has just recently finished disclosing himself in the castle. Only an official announcement will be made to the public, and the announcement will come a long way.

"How's the baby?"

"Yeah, I'm fine."

Lady Elizabeth smiles with Nico as she shows the Octogals how the twins are. The twins are also happy to see Octogal as they cling to their mother.

"Can I play with the baby?"

"Yes."

Octogall plays with the baby after getting proper permission from the queen. It was you when Mark, and yet Mark can cry when he's a baby and when he is.

"Expansion ~"

"Stretch"

"Big."

Octogall flashes the twins by inflating only the facial area, extending their legs longer than is obviously set, or by performing a complex and strange rotational motion. The twins are delighted. I also do things that I can do because I am Octogal's body, such as shaking multiple toys at the same time. even more

"Hisa-tsu"

"Trisomy ~"

"Open ○ t ~"

Octogal that flies around and merges in a movement that is clearly unreasonable, etc. Apparently, he was more comfortable with the twins' reaction.

It should be noted that according to us, there are three forms of poseidon, which are very important when the triad is merged. Needless to say, humans don't know the difference when they see it.

"More divisions."

"High to high"

"Barrello ~ Le ~"

"Body abandonment ~"

"Catch ~"

The baby's been clinging to us both, so I'm gonna play you more aggressively. For safety's sake, one of them takes the place of a trampoline and stands by, and runs into a game that seems more annoying to watch as one pair flies in a fuzzy orbit, or deliberately drops and catches while saying noisy things.

Normally a good kid is a play that shouldn't be imitated, but even if it's just God's family, Octogal's safety precautions are perfect. He also makes good use of the body of the mollusc animal when catching it and takes it without any impact on the baby.

Officials who were in a hurry to babysit that extravagant way at first, but after realizing that Octogall and the others handled the baby much more politely than they looked, they stopped pinching the extra mouth.

"Ahhh."

"It's time to stop."

Octogals who see the twins too shaky and tired to make strange moves before returning them to the queen. The twins, who seemed to regret it, also begin to tron their eyes where the queen and the nanny held them.

"Time to go home."

"Grandpa ~"

"Yes, there you are again"

I make sure the baby falls asleep, I whisper and greet him a little so he doesn't wake up, then I just metastasize and walk away.

And it came to pass, after Octogall had departed, that Queen Elizabeth and those who watched over her, who seemed to hold my son, who had fallen asleep, were left behind.

"Lilia, how are you?"

This was followed by Octogal's appearance at the residence of the Crown Prince and his wife in the Dar Royal Palace.

"Uhm."

"I haven't been particularly sick since then."

Mr and Mrs Wang flatly return to Octogall, which appeared abruptly, without any particular surprise. They are also familiar.

"Expansion ~"

"Cushions ~"

Octogal expands and replaces cushions to assist Princess Lilia (who is not a princess at the moment because her parents have not yet taken power), who was playing with her toys, in an attempt to stand up. It is a strangely air read behavior.

"Ahhhh."

I fell trying to walk to my parents, where Lilia, who stood up, was a little far away. Bury a buff in the octogal cushion. I'm still old enough to grab hold of it and start standing, so I guess I can't walk.

"Oh, oh, oh."

Lilia rejoices in the elasticity of octogal cushions and begins to pout in a good mood. While playing with that for a while, my interest shifted to Octogall's leg, which was floating nearby, and I grabbed it passively and put it in my mouth at a tremendous reaction rate. Just because it's time to breastfeed, or because that's what infants were originally called, it seems that now is the time to want to put anything in your mouth.

"Don't eat."

"Treat Bad Kids ~"

"Lift it up."

"Body abandonment ~"

"Catch ~"

"Ahhh!"

Octogals begin to punish bad kids after desperately waving Lilia's grasping hands and purifying her salivated legs with mysterious creature-specific mystery skills.

That said, it is subtle whether it is punished or not, as it just lifts it to a considerable height and drops it and catches it to avoid injury. On that evidence, Lilia is thrilled with the series of acts.

"Lilia, it's time for you."

"Go home."

"I'll come back to see you ~"

"Uhm."

"There you are again"

Octogals hang out with the princess in charge of Dar's future before walking away. After this my spare time of the day ended playing with the children near the village of Ortem and the workshop of Urs.

Octogals spend their days relaxing like this. In some cases, they change baby diapers and fall asleep, and others around them treasure them plain, such as finding strays in no time. But there's no harm in it. Whatever that is...

"Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes."

"The body is abandoned."

It is a subtle headache issue, especially for a royal educator, who remembers the word abandonment, a cliché of Octogal, and becomes tempted to put it on something and say it. Everything was a typical example of not all good things.

2. Spring Vegetable Street and Martial Arts Games Edition

"Well, is the amount of planting enough?

Spring vegetables whining with a serious look at today's products. stalls to match the martial arts tournament, today is the first day in the sense. There are three kinds of products on this day. It is a classic curry bread and seabream roasted, plus Zapre of Adrasiazaurus (wrapped in furlane-style leaves). The hassle is about seabream roasting, Zapre can cook up quite a few sequentially using the oven function of a one-box stall, and frying a lot of curry bread is a treat.

At first, I also thought about juice because there is sake, but since it is a cold season dish, I don't know how much I will take in this season, which is going to be hot, so I dropped it off this time.

"What is this stall selling?

The first guests show up on this day as they put a fire in the oven and started baking the first lot of seabream roasts and zaprees. It's an old human male.

"Does that mean Farlane food? Farlane's most popular curry bread, traditional dish zapree, and our hometown treat called seabream roast."

"Zapre was definitely a leaf wrapper. What's in it?

"Adrasiazaurus thigh. It's a unique method of cooking meat that is softer and easier to eat by removing odors and wrapping it in myoclim leaves."

A man with a face inspired by curiosity when he heard of Adrasiazaurus. Adrasiazaurus is a dinosaur of such strength that an adventurer of the fifth degree or so can finally be tailored, and the skin has the highest quality as something normal artisans can handle. Half-sided, the meat cannot be eaten, but because it has a strong unique odor and wants to be muscled on top of it, it is never good meat. Most people who have eaten meat rarely have that material circulated because of its strength.

It should be noted that Myocrim is a year of grass normally found around here, and about two adult grips are grass with leaves the size of which is normally wrapped. Because smoking its leaves smells good, smoked leaves are often laid under baked goods and other dishes in Fore. basic weed, but is quite a plant rooted in the life of Faure.

"Then give me one of those zaprees. Then we'll have some curry bread. I'm not so good at baking sea bream, so I'll drop it off this time."

"Yes, I just started baking, so wait a minute."

Spring vegetables that take orders and tell customers that as they fry their tequila and curry bread. Men who know Zapre is a time-consuming dish there snort rather than complain in particular. Besides, there's fried food I've never seen in a stall. I don't even care about the details.

"Speaking of which, are you from Farlane?

"Speaking of which, yes, and not?

"Hmm, looks like there's a situation going on."

"Well, if you can explain while waiting for the zapree to bake, there's something a little suspicious about it."

and so on, quickly clear the oil of the crisp-fried curry bread, wrap it in the prepared wrapping paper and give it to them.

"Well, that sounds like it."

"It was a store in Ursus where you could still queue, right?

"I'm looking forward to that. Let's pay Zapre's share first. How much?"

"Thirty-five domas for curry bread, forty domas for zapre"

"... I'm also concerned that curry bread is surprisingly expensive, but Zapre, which uses high-end monster meat, is oddly cheap, isn't it?

A customer who hears the price told by Spring Vegetables and looks suspicious. Maybe that's about it when it comes to the total amount, but the monster meat is too cheap.

Curry bread is definitely expensive considering that if you don't think about rent for the lowest line of meals, you can live with 100 domas a day.

"The curry powder I use for curry bread is currently over-demanded and overpriced. My place is lowering the price because I'm formulating curry powder in front of myself, but it's still a little tougher than this because of the combination over there."

"I see. I understand when it comes to curry bread. What about Zapre?"

"It's meat my buddies have been tailoring, and you don't get the price because you don't demand it. So I'm setting it up a little cheap."

"I see."

Guests convinced by the explanation of the spring vegetables and paying seventy-five domas. Just about that time Zapre's first lot bakes up and comes out of the oven.

"Yes, thank you for waiting"

"Here we go again. Good grill."

Still hot zapre to hold with your bare hands. Guests receiving a plate of leaves with it on it. In this world, paper is not that valuable thanks to Lauren, the land of the wise, but there is no such thing as a paper dish on a boulder. The old paper used for a little paperwork that is neither confidential nor anything is as discarded and comes out in large quantities, so it may also be used to wrap dishes in stalls or the like in newspapers, but to that extent at best.

"... I see. Curry bread is well worth thirty-five domas, and Zapre tastes sorry for forty domas. I was afraid that Adrasiazaurus would be so soft and savoury."

A man who flattened early on on this occasion told him so, as he feared, and called it another. I nod bitterly at it and give him curry bread and zapree in exchange for another seventy-five domas.

The curious guests who were watching the situation and the children who were concerned about the treats in the form of baked fish arrive at the spring vegetable stall. It's nice that we didn't wait so long thanks to the oven conveyor feature, but the reviews spread faster than we expected, and dishes other than seabream grill sell out without holding it for half a day. It was simply a matter of the number of seabream roasts at a time that took time, and it would sell out after lunch.

I don't know, it seemed like a good way out.

"Oh. Is this a different menu today?

"I tried attacking you today with the taste of home"

A female guest lined up in a stall yesterday looks at today's menu and puts her neck up. The menu for this day consists of three dishes: curry bread, meat-rolled rice balls and skewered dough. The curry bread is a classic, so I didn't seem to take it off this time.

The skewered dough is miso and miso, allowing you to choose sugar soy sauce, which gives a pretty strange look.

"You're stabbing me in that skewer over there, what?

"We call it rice and elves. Dumplings made of grain. What do we feel like, sweets or something?

"Huh? What's on it?

"Miso and soy sauce. Both are seasonings from my hometown and are in a pandemic in Urs right now. This sauce is a variety of ideas on the soy sauce base. I use soy sauce even though the meat-rolled rice balls are not formulated in the same way."

pandemic in Ursus, he was curious when he heard.

"How much?"

"Ten domas a bottle"

"Well, I'll take it all one way at a time."

"Ha ~ i"

Take the order, first pass the sugar soy sauce and miso on the baked one leaf at a time, followed by the one with plenty of sauce on the dough that went through some fire on another leaf.

"If it was your sister's stall, it wouldn't come off. One set for me, too."

"This one too. And I'll ask him for a curry bread with a meat-rolled rice balls."

These things are quick when the first one buys them. Moreover, thanks to yesterday's track record, perceptions are penetrating quickly that rare and delicious things will be served, and rare lovers will not hesitate to get their hands on them.

"Wonderful softness..."

"It's a little sticky, so eat it carefully so you don't get stuck in your throat"

Spring vegetables to remind guests to take a bite and share their thoughts. Since the basics are not so different from cakes, care should be taken not to clog them in the throat.

"It all tastes sweet and spicy, but it's totally different."

"I like this miso flavor."

"I like this one."

"Soy sauce is the best"

"Roll up the meat. Soy sauce is amazing."

It's quite a reputation among the customers. Some customers did not accept the softness and viscous strength of the dough, but even such people liked the meat-rolled rice balls with a high probability, and the soy sauce seemed accepted for the price.

"Sister, another meat-rolled rice balls!

"Ha ~ i"

It was a spring vegetable that had just sold out of forty five domesticated meat rolls and also engraved the footprints of rice culture in the foray.

The third day was chinese.

"This is different again."

A customer squeaks wonderfully when he sees something like bread that raises the hot air.

"How is this different?

"The contents are different. Except for Curry Mann, it's a little hard to explain with my mouth..."

Spring vegetables of four kinds, each pointing to a slightly altered appearance of the meat meat meat meat, think about how it will fit into the customer's question.

"The meatballs over here are flavored with ground beef and onions and other soy sauces, and the curry mans are about the same as the curry bread. Just wondering if the contents are less than curry bread? Pizzaman combines chicken and cheese with tomato sauce, and seafood feels like chicken with meat turned into shrimp and scallops"

"What's the price?

"All one twenty doma uniform"

"Give me meat and seafood"

A male customer who chooses meaty meat and seafood when asked to season the soy sauce base. Looks like I was totally captivated by soy sauce yesterday.

"Well, shall I make curry and pizza? Can we split them in half?

"Right. It's a corner. Do it."

A man with a first customer asks for something he didn't ask for and suggests so, and the first customer also accepts the suggestion with him. The idea seems to be that if you try it and like it, you just have to dominate all kinds.

"You're a shark in a place like bread outside."

"You sure don't seem to have a lot of equipment. You got a reason?

"It's hard to wrap it if you don't keep it that much, and when you steam it, the outside swells, so the size is amazing."

"Oh, I see"

When satisfied with the description of the spring vegetables, they are divided one by one and half to begin the tasting.

"Ugh, this!

"I can go all the way!

Customers pounding their tongues at the flavors that seem to get double the price even if they sell the contents as a single dish. The moment you put the meat in your mouth, the soy sauce matches the sweetness of the gravy and the onion, bringing it to a blissful height that you can't speak of, which is coincided with the sticky dough. Pizzaman also shows exquisite harmony with cheese, hiccups and tomato sauce, while Seafood Mann strikes out the unique raw odor of seafood with perfect flavoring and brings out synergies. Not to mention Curry Mann. Originally there were only classic products in Japan except seafood, and I can't raise my voice that I pulled them off.

"No, I know meat, curry, seafood, what's pizza?

"Well, it's hard to explain, so I'll make it tomorrow."

Spring vegetables to be asked questions by the two guests and to be crunched on tomorrow's menu. Both the Chinese on the third day and the pizza on the fourth day were sold out before all the matches scheduled were over, even though they were sold during the main tournament.

"The stalls, they were quite profitable."

The day after the tournament's date, Spring Vegetables, who had tallied sales during the period, reports a little happily.

"Well, on average, it was a higher price set for strength than the rest of the stalls, but they sold out by the end of the game every day."

"I could have planted more, but I weighed myself down because I didn't really have to work hard to make anything else"

"So you're right. Some idiots didn't weigh themselves."

Hiroshi is stared at by Tatsuya and attempts to delude herself by blowing a whistle that must not point in the direction of the day after tomorrow. Around the way the deception leads to Mio, should I even say that with my mentor?

"So, how much, exactly?

"About three months worth of rent for this workshop, maybe?

Spring vegetables with their chests stretched and answering true harp questions while showing their income statement. Its profits, which were properly deducted not only from the cost of materials but also from the cost of places and taxes, amounted to a surprising amount. Calculation of labor costs is good. Come on, but this is the kind of business that only people who make a living do.

Although it has become unscrupulous because of the macro, the spring vegetables actually properly wear a balance sheet, income statement, cash flow statement, etc. At the time I decided to buy a workshop as a base, I'm sure the reason I stepped on it was because I couldn't twist that kind of expense without doing the accounting.

At the end of the day, the efforts have not been very helpful, and there are also a large number of types of assets that cannot be priced, so the contents of the balance sheet are very suspicious, but they continue as a habit because they have started.

It is not a macro, but it would be a trick to get used to, inert and gutless.

"I always thought if you're just going to eat, you can afford one spring vegetable."

"That's right. If you say it in terms of earning a unit of time head, spring vegetables are protruding a lot."

An elderly group that snags in plain sight in terms of earning and losing to teenage girls yet. This time there is an aspect helped by the special circumstance of a militant tournament, but perhaps subtracting it will just turn half a day into a whole day. Thinking about it, I can't be prestigious at all where I've had some amazing prey.

Most importantly, when I returned to Japan, my lifetime income probably won't beat the spring vegetables that I seriously ran to earn.

"So, what do you do with the money you earn?

"If I buy ingredients or other ingredients that I can only buy at Fore, I'll use them later to study delicious Druzen."

"After all, it's about rice..."

"It's the only place I can afford it."

An elderly group that can only be the word for spring vegetables. It would be a story that costs little to get powerful gear, or from a normal adventurer, I'm sorry to be jealous.

In the end, because of the fact that spring vegetables were sold in Stilen, questions about miso, soy sauce, and curry flour arrived at the Azma Workshop, adding to the demand for those seasonings.

3. Honno's Home Vegetable Garden

Donghong had a secret he hadn't told his people lately.

"... does it feel like it's time to yeah?

Since leaving Dar, he has been sneaking home gardens with pots of vegetables.

Home garden in a pot of vegetables, etc. There's no way it's more decent content than what you're doing is macro. In the first place, the planting pot itself is specially made to be brought to harvest in a single day. It can't be a regular home vegetable garden or planter farm any more than the Macro uses to grow it.

"Whoa, yeah, I can do it. Let it dry a little."

Magically dry the amount of herbs you don't think were taken from the plant pot and store them in the ingredients area of the sneak warehouse. It's a fine herb to the point of insanity, which I don't think I can harvest in a day from a planting pot. Depending on where you take it, this will be the average person's cost of living for a month.

"Well, what to plant next"

Record the data on the book, and think about the next thing while lining up the seeds and things that have been secretly stored in the home garden so far. That look is really Mad.

"I don't know. It's time to improve the variety of tomatoes."

That said, plant the two types of tomato fruit secured from the previous harvest in separate plant pots. Let's start from where we grow our base varieties.

"Well, if I do it normally, I'll pollinate it on my own tomorrow, but if I do it, it means a lot. Do you want to accelerate a little?"

I just made a paper for taking data and use the functionality of a plant pot to accelerate growth. It uses a lot of magic, but the magic of a macro is half endless. I don't even notice the slightest or slight decrease.

"Let's multiply these two varieties here first,"

Properly recover pollen and pollinate each other. Not all of them, but it seems like it would be miso to dare halve them.

"Well, yeah, I'm not sure."

Add fertilizer and water and pour magic again with that said. Tomato fruit that grows and ripens bright red as you see it in front of you. I'm going to appraise that with a variety tester that I snuck up on recently.

"After all, we can do quite a lot of things with the same variety of hangings. I don't know if it's going to end well with two or three pots."

Whimpering, etc., we first decide to grow all the new species we harvest once and increase the number. I can't take the time to do this, I just pour in crisp magic to increase the number, check everything and isolate the useless fruit. Actually, I plan to process this into fertilizer later.

"Well, let's do a thorough job on the guy for raw food first"

Hiroshi was unhappy with the tomatoes in this world. Anyway, the skin is hard on the sour side to eat all the commonly available products raw, and adding that wax heat doesn't taste good. To some extent, it has been covered by the skill and passion of spring vegetables, but there are still limits. Then you have no choice but to create what you seek on the craftsman soul.

There are good words in Japan that we have to make without. As a Japanese craftsman, I am not hesitant to put it into practice.

"Hey, it's time to mate."

Where numbers and quality have stabilized, the ambition finally begins to improve the variety. In the end, it was not until three days later that satisfactory tomatoes were made, both for processing and raw food, and after piling up a large number of failures.

"Hey, master?

"What?

"I've been stuck in my room lately, what are you doing?

"A little hobby or something."

Answer Mio's question honestly in a way, Macro. But when Mio hears the word "hobby," he decides it is suspicious immediately. Anyway, when it comes to hobbies, all we can do in this world is make things. And when it comes to purposefully pulling into the room and hiding and executing my hobby, I do things that are definitely not the same.

"... Master, what are you making?

"Secrets. There are still a lot of failures."

"Failure...?

Even more noisy and frigid words pop up, Mio makes a certain determination.

(You should check this)

It hasn't started now that the Macro makes something extra, but this time it's so frigid. Somehow, I feel like it's going to turn out sorry just for my body.

Follow that instinct and decide to sneak in and see what the Macro is doing there. That's what Mio saw...

"That's not good..."

He caught the breeding corn and boiled it and tasted it on the spot.

Corn, needless to say, is a monster. The figure when I grew up was a man-shaped grass with many fruits growing from here and there, and I can take an average of twelve corns from one strain. When he grows up, he is a troublesome creature who wanders around in search of new heavens and earth, a powerful man who cannot be so easily brought to an end by a cohort of warriors. I am accustomed to skilled farmers as I silence them in an instant with the fruit that hits the head area, ensuring that they do not give them a gap to escape.

That behavior can be terrible if you don't do it right, eating strong branch chops.

"Master, what are you doing...?

"... what, Mio. Oh my..."

"I was hiding because my master was suspicious"

"Here you go..."

If Mio really sneaks in, even a macro can't definitely discover it. I've proven it, but honestly, I don't care at this point. Mio to be questioned for now while we agree with each other on that point.

"What are you doing, generating monsters here?

"Sora, it's up to the corn variety to improve."

"Variety improvement…"

There is an ex-con named Extra Large Pome to improve the variety of the Macro. There is a risk that corn varietal improvements and mutations will occur of tremendous strength, and it is not something you can do alone.

"I've been there quite a bit, but not until I reproduce the white corn..."

"Master, don't just use monster ingredients because it's dangerous when it's strong..."

"Even regular crops are similar. Even improved tomato varieties were monstered about twice."

"Master..."

You were even doing tomatoes, and don't sneak up on the task of monstering them, Mio looking at them with a jito eye and putting in the penetration in a double sense. A macro noticing that gaze throws the ultimate tomato at Mio and gives it to him at the moment of completion.

"Try it."

"... this is..."

"Delicious?

Mio nodded with regret somewhere when told by Hiroshi. If you're convinced, it's hard to complain.

"Master. If you're going to do it, at least do it with dignity"

Copy that.

Mio tells me, a lightly nodded hong. I cummed that story out the next day.

"It was Hiroshi who mixed herbs of great quality that I don't remember buying, and tomatoes of an unrecognizable variety."

"Saya."

"Are you glad I used it?

"I'll do it to use it."

Spring vegetable questions fly ahead of sermons from Tatsuya and Makoto, and end up with a lot of things. At this time the varieties of improved vegetables, fruits and herbs were spread throughout the world via experimental farms in Ursus, an ambition that generated agrarian reform and left an extra impact until future generations.