On the Way Home I Got a Bride and Twin Daughters, Who Were Dragons

Bird Lovers ③

"I knew it was delicious...... Shohei-kun, that's amazing."

"Really, come to my wife, Shohei."

Miyama and Sister Sabu praise Shohei as she cheeks on a chicken cutlet sandwich made by Shohei.

Mm-hmm. I still feel good about my brother being complimented.

"I didn't know you were a man."

Shohei drinks tea with a clear face and replies. It was almost a great read.

"Shishi!

"Why are you so happy?"

"No!

Saab slapped his head gently in a shudder at Koji, who laughed so well.

"In the meantime, I helped you with Shimoshi, too. How about that?

Aoi asked me in the face of nervousness.

"Yeah, delicious. You're getting good at it, you."

Give it back honestly.

"Eh heh. Really? Glad to hear it."

Even if it's true.

How awful it was in the beginning.

The previous Aoi diet was a tragic one.

Six dungeon monsters nestled in a tooth rock dungeon, of which the buster cow, a bipedal bull with a large hammer, is suitable for consumption.

Aoi, who didn't really try to get down to the lower realm, dived into the dungeon and apparently had Buster Cow as his staple.

Its cooking method is surprisingly simple.

Bake or simmer.

The river of rainwater that was flowing on the top floor, the water that permeated the rock skin and accumulated, I don't know if I could call it beef, but I boiled and baked the meat and ate it.

They say it's not raw because they don't like blood.

Such aoi naturally did not know how to cook in a busy manner.

If Shohei hadn't stopped looking blue, she would have dropped the lightning at the garden tip and started baking meat.

The dishes you can cook are also burnt or not boiled.

Not very much, but it didn't look like a dish that felt civilized.

By now, the salad and juice have grown to the point of being entrusted to Shohei.

It would, for one thing, be the result of an unrelenting effort. Great.

It's great and awesome.

"... Kaoruhei-kun. I'll make it for lunch next time. I can still help your mother."

Heh. Surprise.

Mikuma is surprisingly clumsy, so it doesn't seem like she's very good at chores.

Looking forward to something.

"No, that's fine, 'Evening Noh'. It is the wife's responsibility to manage her husband's food. It's immature, but it's natural for me to take care of it."

Aoi grins and approaches Miyagi.

"No, Aoi. Don't hesitate? You're tired of taking care of the twins every day, aren't you? It's also important for your mother to slow down on her occasional day off. Never mind if I do? Because I love to cook."

Mikuma also replied with a smile.

"No, Evening Noh. Evening is a valued customer of the wind reception home. You can't be embarrassed to imitate letting your guests stand in the kitchen as part of a wind reception home. Hey, Kaoruhei-san?

Yes, Kaoruhei.

"Bebe, nothing like that. I don't have home lessons."

I wonder what it is. I don't know where the gentle ranch breeze that was blowing just now has gone.

"Fine, fine, Aoi. Never mind? I take care of him every week. Let me do that. And Shohei-kun takes care of Aoi, do you think you should take a break sometimes? It's hard to do chores every day. Hey, brother?

Oh, yes, it's your brother.

"Well, that's not true, is it, Shohei?

Help me, Brother!

A warm table wrapped in the cheerfulness of spring has turned into an extremely cold Arctic at once!

"Brother."

Yes, it is!

Here, as usual, a chilling "clever" word with a cut of Shohei burst...

"Me and this girl, we're going to see the sheep."

"Shishishi"

Has God forsaken me?

Looking at me with a spotless eye, Shohei stabbed a guilty sickle down my throat and an unmerciful word at me.

Koji has a nasty laugh behind him with his mouth all screwed up.