I, Sakaski, Won't Take a Dog Easily.

Robin, who walked three steps and two steps, quickly opened the door. Gion, who was still living in the same room with her recently, was not in a good state, and things like this had happened from time to time in the past few weeks.

The scorching smell that came to the face was accompanied by a faint smell of sulfur, lingering in the whole house.

From the kitchen came the clanging noise of kitchen utensils, as if a novice was scrambling to mess with pots and pans.

Robin couldn't help frowning. She thought it was Gion who forgot to turn off the fire after going out, but now it seems that the big rabbit who was far away from the kitchen was trying to cook something for herself who came home late.

She managed to smell a few strangely familiar scents from the burnt and sulphurous rotten eggs.

That's the nice smell of tomatoes and beef stewed together.

The girl walked to the kitchen step by step, as if she had returned to the place called "home" that she first approached more than [-] years ago.

The cozy cottage is not big, but it is full of happiness and joy.

The first dinner she and Sakaski had at Marinvando was a tomato and beef soup cooked by Jessica as the main course.

"Sister Gion, let's cook." Robin walked into the kitchen with a smile, ready to encourage Gion, who had turned the kitchen into a battlefield of gunpowder smoke, and signaled that the other party had made a good start and would make persistent efforts in the future.

Her smile stiffened on her beautiful cheeks.

Gion was indeed in the kitchen, but she was supposed to be sluggish at this moment, but now she slammed into the lava pile that could be seen as a human figure, without hesitation, with a domineering armed look, to help it shape.

And the guy who made a mess of the kitchen because of his own high temperature, manipulated the spoon tremblingly, but the extremely high temperature of the magma melted the spoon red in an instant.

In desperation, the guy who was wrapped in magma and barely able to maintain a human shape threw the kitchen utensils that were scrapped again in his hands into the big hole that melted beside him.

As if sensing something, the humanoid magma who only left her with a tall back slowly turned his head, and with the help of Gion's increased armed arrogance, he was extremely reluctant to simulate the vibration of his facial organs and vocal cords, and pointed at Robin. Blooming his signature proud smile:

"I, Sakaski, don't take dogs easily."