Labyrinth Restaurant

"Hey, can you make something out of this?

One evening.

If you're a big Elf Sisters, Time came to the Demon King's store with a big backpack. There are soiled ingredients in the basket that I think I haven't picked yet.

"Oh, mushrooms, mountain vegetables, vegetables... what's wrong with so many?

"It gets a lot longer when I talk about it, but when my parents are messing around at home, they drive me out to collect food."

When Alice asked, Time told her what was going on.

Whatever. They've been sleeping at their parents' house in the village of Elf lately because it means saving money on accommodation, but you think they were just a little too distracted to be alarmed there? Every night, I roll out to a labyrinth city liquor store and come back near dawn, and now I just sleep till near evening. And a repetition of my self-depraved life of going out for another drink when I wake up.

Even Lyme, who is still young, helps with household chores and field work well before she goes to play or train. This can't be a good time for a sister who should be an example.

My parents, who had taken a big look at me with a generous heart in the first few days, didn't overlook this attitude of life on the boulders either, and this morning they were kicked out of the futon in such a way that they would be knocked up in the middle, that they were semi-enforced to do food collection and field harvesting work in the woods near the village.

"Hey, I'm tired, I'm tired. It's been a long time since I've done manual labor."

"Uh, that's from... good luck"

Alice said, "Isn't that what you deserve? I honestly tried to say what I thought and swallowed the real deal. Sometimes, swallowing words is also necessary to maintain a smooth relationship.

"So I'll get back to it, but make something out of it. The ingredients for us are secured separately, and the excess is for you to hem."

"Oh, I don't mind that,"

History is not guilty of ingredients anyway. Besides, the forest protected by the elves is full of natural magic, and the quality of the ingredients you can pick is quite something.

"Heh, you're already out there with the taco, right? Like a fudge, the mushrooms are small and the casa opens large. Are cabbages and turnips picked in the field?"

"What do you say, big deal?"

"Yeah, really"

With all this amount and variety, you're likely to be able to cook a variety of dishes.

You can't take off classic taco rice if you're a taco, and if you're a fudge, is it tempura? There is also a hand called Fuki Miso that goes with miso and other seasonings if you want to make it an alcoholic Ate.

The mushroom can simply be expected to serve as a famous sidekick in any dish, and it could be interesting to turn it upside down, pack it and bake it in the oven if the casa has opened and grown.

"Demon King, Demon King. That's what I'm talking about, what do you want me to do?

"Ah, Demon King. Me, I'm hungry, so please, I can do it as soon as possible."

"... that's right, Demon King"

In addition, the condition of "what can be done quickly" has been added.

But it's not so much impossible.

The demon king who received the ingredients pulled into the kitchen, and fifteen minutes after the start of cooking.

Alice brought the dish she could.

"Thanks, I couldn't wait!

"According to the Demon King, the name of the dish is…" A lot of Ajillo depending on the spring vegetables and mountain vegetables I received and the spring objects that happened to be in the kitchen ". Stay with this baguette."

"When it comes to Ajillo, it's only boiled oil."

Apart from the naming of dishes with extreme appropriateness, Ajillo, boiled in a deep ceramic dish, exudes a truly appetizing aroma.

Ajillo is a dish where the ingredients are boiled in low temperature oil rather than fried in high temperature oil.

Garlic and eagle claws in olive oil, and a simple cooking method just stewed with ingredients, but the flavor is complicated and subtle. The flavors and aromas of ingredients dissolved in oil intertwine with and enhance other ingredients, and their synergies explode tens of times in taste.

"Hot!? Ah, delicious"

While using so many diverse ingredients, they are not overcooked and hardened or, conversely, soft objects are boiled down, probably because they change the heating time depending on the type of ingredient. So we proceeded to cook separately in multiple small pans along the way and served them on one plate just before serving.

The stiff turnips were carefully simmered into trout. Mushroom prickly texture and bright flavors. Vibrant bitterness of fumigato. While this is all there is to it, it is not just a whole simmer but a decent dish.

"You still have a lot in there at the bottom. Uh, asparagus, petite tomatoes, broccoli, oysters... I see. Speaking of which, it was' gradually allowance for spring stuff '. Oops, little shrimp."

Even though vegetables and mushrooms alone are too much, seafood has been chasing after us all the time here with no push. Small, poor cherry shrimp on an oyster to the point where it just went through the fire.

I can't stop my hands or my mouth even though it looks hot and burning.

Next to next, it comes out all sorts of things like a surprise box.

And there is no analogy when it comes to the aromatic height, the depth of taste, of the oil to which those flavors were combined. When I let it stain the baguette and carry it to my mouth, the soaked oil tastes delicious again.

"Hmm, this is not good. Not really good."

"Oh, didn't it suit your mouth?

But while you keep eating so hard, thyme looks somewhat difficult. Alice asked unexpectedly, who just thought she'd liked it so much because of the pleasant eating so far...

"No, I'm not, I'm not. It's delicious."

"... Yes? What do you mean it's not good?

"It seems like it would go well with this kind of alcohol, which means you can't not not drink it! Hey, I wasn't going to drink today because I'm going to get my mothers another novel, because you can always sober up. That's why we need barley wine (beer) in no time at all!