Maid Will Go on Through Thick and Thin!

Here are the results of the exciting quest for skills!

"In the end, I can't get out of the bondage of my profession"

Because you all seemed to enjoy it, I wanted to beam it out too, and I thought, "Extinguish," and then the laser pointer came out and I'm depressed, but I'm fine.

Other times, Hanagasaki's strongest move, Nibbleheim, summoned the shade ice, Kakusan's "Glorious Blade" made it easier to cut pumpkins, and the effect of Needlework's "Shadow Crossing" doubled the speed of shade travel, but he's fine.

I'm fine. I'm fine! You're fine! You're fine! I'm gonna hit you!

In the end, well, as you can see from the 'cleaning' glitch, even if I got the skills, they didn't necessarily mean that would work properly.

Suzumoto could only use "Ice Magic" as cold air blowing out of the knife no matter how hard he tried (better than me though), and when Kabir did it, it would mostly all be mechanical teasing (better than me though), and no matter how hard you tried, "Slash" and "Glorious Blade" became moves to move the Ice Sword and do something about it (better than me though).

Still, thank goodness the maids didn't have to rely on the dolls to get the ice out, or the knife judgment wore without the need for a food processor.

I was a little happy with Suzumoto's "Cherry Blossoms," "Plum Blossoms," "Daisy Blossoms" and other flower series.

When Suzumoto did it, each of them would be a streamlined sword move, but when I did it, each of them became a fun skill to decorate in an instant. Ugh, let's make a braised twisted plum carrot or something. Ugh.

And most importantly, I was glad I finally got the recovery moves, decent.

... even though I can't beat the real job.

Still, after Kaiya, Hanagasaki-kun, Kabir, and the president, they said I was fit for restorative magic.

Well, some of the maid's work includes nursing... oh, is that nurse?

Go home and start with the meal.

Somehow, it seems like some people are about to get back on their feet, and those people can cook themselves... from what I've seen, no one is cooking rice.

Then I'll have to make it.

It's in my field of work anyway. That's the difference between nine or 300. Yeah.

...... yeah.

No, but fast! Strip, cut, chop, and all that knife action ends in an instant!

Oh, really, really suddenly it's easier! It's no longer bitter to make rice for 300 people! Wonderful, skills!

Today's dinner is deer stew.

Look, it's for a lot of people, and it's easy to simmer.

Broil the stock with flavoured vegetables and bones in bulk. For the bulk, simmer the vegetables and meat there in bulk, add the brown rue and tomatoes carefully served in the butter, improve the flavour and simmer again.

By the way, when I took the stock, it was a moment in the president's "extraction". Wonderful skills!

Then leafy vegetable salad and pumpkin salad.

Pumpkin salad is a guy who made flavor adjustments with mayonnaise and salt by mixing boiled eggs chopped into steamed pumpkins with minced onions exposed to water.

I couldn't get it in this time because I was afraid of allergic relationships, but it would be delicious to add walnuts and sliced almonds. And then the preferences are divided, but it's delicious to add dried grapes or something.

The staple foods are prepared with both rice and bread.

Yeah, now we're out of bread inventory perfectly. I think I'll have to make it again tonight.

By the way, I didn't have enough meat for you guys to pick it up.

Deer in this world, it could be extinct. Well, if it goes extinct, okay, it's a monster anyway, and it's gonna gush, maybe.

And by the multi-tasking conveyor by the maids, the rice is handed out smoothly again. It is a roll.

... The maids have been working so well lately, I wonder why. Do you like working after all? He's a maid.

And we eat dinner, too. I'm a little sorry for the others, but it's just for our dinner, with peach sorbets on the dessert after dinner.

... Yes. Yes. It's ice magic.

Oh, my God. Hanagasaki-kun's eighteenth "Ice Wall" also quickly turns into cooking magic if it hangs in my hand.

... Oh my God, rather than what you did to me, hey, this.

"Icewall"! and I was very sorry to see you looking at me screaming at the peach puree with an indescribable face.... not something to show!

When the rice is done, I ask the maids to pinch the bread dough and 'ferment' it.

I'll bread most of my wheat stock. Bread for breakfast tomorrow morning, I guess.

If I let it 'ferment', I'll have to let it sleep for a while, so in the meantime it's another operation meeting. No!

"After all, I think it's hard to keep beating the culprit without 'sharing' from now on. I don't know."

For once, the skill has become outrageous, but still, the dangerous bridge is not crossed.

Next, what m? 64? So, 128 next? If you fight that all the time, it's going to be easy to clap. Let's not.

"Well, we can share, too, and we can do it one at a time."

... I didn't want you to do this. But yeah. I give up now.

... as much as I care about these guys, these guys also care about me again, I give up.

No, I'm scared, huh? I'm not afraid to give it to you, but I'm very afraid to take it.

I'm not sure I can match that.

Yet now I can no longer use myself and throw myself away.

... a long time ago, I thought, well, if you're going to die, you'd better start. I don't want to taste it.

But a bunch of skills engraved in dog tags, tightly packed with arrow cod and fine letters, don't allow that anymore.

What I receive is immensely heavy.

"Well, why don't you try?"

Everyone but me stares at the culprit.

"Well, let's do it. Let."

"'Sharing'... that?

Kakusa-san, who ignored the needle, punched his head at the culprit, puts his neck up.

"... changed?

Sure, they activated 'Sharing', but the color of the culprit hasn't changed particularly.

The needle student who was half-eyed at Kakusan, who ignored Shi's, also stuck his head at the culprit silently, but it doesn't seem to make any particular difference.

And then, after all of them had done something crazy, poking their heads in the balls in the air would take their necks off. Well... I was the only one who could "share" with the culprit.

"... what shall I do"

"You're here. I thought it was something we could do."

All depressed by the momentum of trying to hold their heads.

But... Yes, even if I keep doing it like this, I don't care.

"You know, me, I'll try 'sharing' again. So I'll 'share' with the mannequins that came out"

"Is that okay?

You look worried about Kaiya, but, well, it doesn't change what you did.

"Of course.... of course, you have to cooperate, but"

"I don't mind that...... whatever, tomorrow, right? Let's get some sleep today. Both Maido and Hanagasaki must be wearing out."

... Also in the meantime, Kakusan is actively sitting next to Hanagasaki or something.

Did Suzumoto dissipate that because he turned into a spine breaker? Especially since you're not caramelized.

"OK, I'll talk to you tomorrow at breakfast."

In the meantime, let's cut it up here today.

It will fit when the bread fabric is rested and just better.

Sa, maids, puppets, good luck!

Morning. Good morning.

Today's maid conveyor is bread, soup and bacon for those who want it.

There are three types of bread in total.

Croissants, butter rolls and campagne.

There are three types of soup in total.

Milk soup with bacon, pumpkin potage and minestrone.

Then, for those who want it, it comes with baked bacon.

Mr. Maid, the conveyor has evolved.

When I placed an order for the maid doll at the reception desk, the maid dolls in the back came to convey and received what I had ordered.

By the way, I wrote because you asked me to write a menu, but I didn't think this was going to happen.

They use a corner of my head for that interaction on their own, but I have nothing to complain about.

When the maids serve, they're all in a flamboyant mood.

I have a reputation for not speaking or changing my expression, but the movements and tricks are strangely cute.

Especially the girls. Yeah.

Well, we have breakfast, too.

I choose butter rolls and milk soup.

Yeah. Good job inside. Be happy.

"... So, Maido, are you sure you want to do this"

"Ouch."

Of course, I would.

I have to do it. I can't see ahead. No, there's a lot of chance I won't see it when I do it.

"Right, okay. Don't push it."

He thought it was useless to stop because I was doing it.

You're all supposed to cooperate.

So here we are, 3F. Plant "Seeds of the Big Sky" as the culprit who "shared" and became slightly whiter.

I am the one who plants it this time.

Because it's the most efficient way to "share" it from the head poke because it falls out, or else it starts in trouble to get close again.

"Bye, I'll go."

Put the blue and clear seeds on a ball of colour that I'm not sure about, and I'll give them a temper, from which the blue buds sprout, stretch, bud, and blossom.

And! The earliest routine! Feels like you can tighten your chest!

But it sucks when you're distracted by something. What now appears in front of me is a monster attacking me.

Moving forward, just as the light subsided, like a mannequin as tall as mine appeared.

He joins hands in front of his chest and does prayerful tricks.

Then the hand split, his right hand placed over his chest, and his left hand held a dagger under his chest.

Of course, before it moves, head poke!

"'Sharing'!

I hit my own head on it's head and read its inside.

... it was a cry of the world.

Release your forehead, it smiles slightly with your eyes and moves four pairs of arms.

Put a sword and a shield in your raised hand. That's to fight.

Put your strength and wand in the hands you put down. To protect it.

Put your heart and blade on the hand you put together. That's to pray for.

Readiness and love in your spread hands. To save it.

All to save the world.