Isekai Torippu Shita Sono Bade Taberarechaimashita

On the eighth day of tripping across worlds, a week went by for life across worlds as well.

That means it's only been the same amount of time since I was placed under house arrest in the captain's room.

... Well, I can't help it, but I know there is.

I'm convinced there's nothing against me on this, either.

Still, with all this limited scope of action, it's a little creepy, isn't it?

Try to exercise every day to make sure you don't get fat, and then read a book or get confused.

Such boring...... exciting things happened but boring every day.

I don't have anything to do, so I'm reading a book from one end that the captain or platoon captain brings me.

You've also finished reading all five volumes of the brave tale that the captain gave you on the second day.

It was a surprise content. Somehow there was no adventure element at all.

Revolutions happen, but revolutions are agricultural revolutions, even revolutions.

It was a scratchy story that you weren't brave enough to smell soil and grass.

How can you be a "brave man," a fall in the hero's own assumption that if you were summoned, you would be a brave man?

It was interesting to read, though. I laughed too much and my stomach twisted.

The other book chosen by the captain is basically a story for boys. Often people from different worlds come out.

They're disciplining me for saying the story is good the first time. I guess you're choosing something that's going to be helpful to people from different worlds on top of that.

The platoon leader is just, like, a sugar-coated romance novel that girls seem to be happy with.

Princes and princesses of the king's way, knights and princesses, lords and town daughters.

I realized that adoration is a common perception, even if the world is different.

In the meantime, I thought it would be helpful to bring it for reference, but I can't refer to the captain's chosen book.

Whether it's agriculture or industry, health care or magic, I don't have something I can revolutionize.

I'm talking about having trouble getting a mediocre college student to ask for something like that.

Nothing. I guess the captain isn't expecting those things to pick a novel either.

And then, Mr. Platoon Leader, you want to tell me to learn my maiden heart?

I just had eyes that turned bright red, I thought too much about people I liked to sleep at night, I closed my eyes too fast to kiss my nose.

I can't do it in real life. At least not for me.

It's fun for what I'm reading. I love romance, too.

That's why reading has become a habit.

Life like that ends tomorrow!

Tomorrow evening, all the servants who had been evacuated will return.

Then I get an employment contract, and it's clear and I'm free!

Hey, hey! It was a long week and a little!

Tomorrow, when it's over, this frivolous life suddenly becomes a shame too.

Well, I can still relax for the whole day.

Close the finished book and get an emergency food biscuit instead of lunch.

Two meals a day is a bit ridiculously hard. My parents lived in the original world and fed me exactly three meals a day.

Did you find out that's what I thought?

The captain, who came back to the room for lunch break that day, had something in his hand.

"Do it"

Hand me what you had, along with the short words.

That's a small cupcake.

It smells like butter even in a bag and stimulates my appetite.

"Huh? What's wrong with this?

"I got it. They say it's a prototype."

"Just can I eat it!?

I approached the captain.

Pushed by the momentum, the captain nods.

"I've got it for that"

"Wow!"

Unexpectedly I jumped on the spot with Pyong-Pyong. I don't care about being childish or anything.

'Cause it's a sweet baked treat!?

I used to come out with fruits for dessert and yogurt and jelly, but I didn't have these treats.

I felt that emergency food was important to my stomach, and the flavour was not good.

If I get a treat that smells like it because I see it, it will also be a tension max.

"Leave only one. He asked me for my thoughts."

Uh, two at a time...... five in!

That means I can eat four, right?

"The captain eats sweets, too."

I promise that tough men don't like sweets.

Conversely, there are certain temples called sweethearts that are super.

... What if the captain is a sweetheart. That could be cute.

"I don't like it, but I'm not so bad at it. If you can't eat anything, the military can't do it."

"It's good to have nothing to hate"

I see, that's why you seem like a captain.

I'm sure you've taken the time to overcome it, even if you hated it when you were a child.

Few people can eat anything from the start, right?

"I can't, can I? I can't eat anything spicy. Even children's tongues were often made fun of."

Especially chili. Temei is the enemy.

Wasabi is only a little bad, too, and sushi always asked me to remove rust.

It's ginger and koshaw that's barely okay. I thought it would be hard if there were too many of them.

Occasionally even the spiciness under the radishes was tougher, and the selfishness of my tongue made me cry.

"Normally it would be like that"

That's what the captain would say, though.

There are limits, I think.

Ugh, my mouth is getting spicy if I remember...

When this is the case, think about something sweet!

"For what I don't like hard, I love sweet things! So I'm so happy with this!

"I wish you'd been happy"

The captain faintly raises the edge of his mouth and shapes his grin.

Quiet tone, but a little gentle voice.

The captain is really sweet. Besides, he's good at pleasing me.

"What is the captain's favorite food?

To my question, the captain hands on his chin as he thinks and turns his gaze to the side.

No way, you don't tell me you don't have any food you like, like you don't have any food you don't like.

"Fish, right?"

Rest assured of a proper answer, then convince.

"Oh, I know what it is. Sounds like a captain."

"What does that mean?"

"I don't imagine a vegetarian. I don't have to say gutsy meat, but I was wondering if it's more fish than that."

It sounds like a carnivore if it's just the outside.

Because I know the inside, I don't have the image of eating gummy meat.

Besides, the captain is surprisingly pretty to eat.

It feels good to watch, not as elegant as it is to have a good manners and a nose for it.

Fish dishes, especially grilled fish, are important, right? I don't like to take bones.

So I think it suits the captain very well to say fish dishes.

"I don't know for sure."

"I'm just an image too, so I can't even ask you to explain it"

Haha, and I laughed and deceived.

I feel like it suits me, I have trouble when people just ask me why.

Something sensual, isn't it?

"But I thought you'd like something sweet. I guess it's the same thing."

The captain drops his eyes on the cupcake I have and soothes his expression all the time.

You mean you got it because you thought you'd like me?

And then, not by chance.

It's bad, Captain. You're too kind, Captain!

"Right, it's a big win!

I'm happy and happy, my face gets burned.

Sometimes the prediction came because the captain understands me, doesn't he?

I'm also glad you came all this way to remember me and get it for me.

The captain's kindness doesn't know the bottom!

"You're not eating?

"Now? Uh-huh... I'll have it then!

I got a little lost, but eventually decided to eat it.

Because of this, the captain got it for me, and you want to eat something that's done and in condition.

Yes, this cupcake is still warm. It's probably been less than an hour since I made it.

Remove the masking tape and open the bag.

The aroma of butter and eggs spreads and it just makes me feel mixed.

Take the cupcake and take a sip of pacli.

Wow, yum!

This probably contains raw cream and lemons as well as basic ingredients!

"Yeah, it's delicious. This! Fluffy but thick!

"Good for you."

When I shared my thoughts, the captain laughed strangely.

What is it? That I'm too simple to make a fuss about a treat?

I think we're all the same when we eat something delicious.

I have to take care of that little mix.

"Yes, and the captain! Ahhh."

Mixed recommendation, and I offer the cupcake to the captain.

I'm trying to feed him rather than give him away.

There you go, Captain. Open your mouth.

"... I can eat myself"

The captain is on top of the Buddha, and he pours cupcakes out of my hand.

I ate that in one bite as it was.

Yes, uh, I couldn't...

"When this happens, get in. Don't you miss me!

"... don't ask me"

On the same Buddha top surface, I see a little confusion.

Yes, uh, it's a maiden's dream. Isn't it nice that you made it happen?

I decided I didn't hear the scratch that you weren't a maiden in the first place.

"It's Nori's fault, Captain. But it's also hard and cool."

The handsome guy is sloppy. Whatever they do, they'll forgive you.

In the present case, it was the captain's side who did it.

Yes, uh, I wanted to!