The Magus of Genesis

"Father, Mother, Lynn. Hey, Yu. Congratulations!

"Congratulations, Cruse"

I also return a greeting to Cruse, who greets him well from the morning of the New Year, correct his residence.

"It's been a year, thank you."

I thought it was another strange way of conveying culture to Cruse, who sits on the couch and bows deeply. Maybe I can't help it because I don't have a tatami, but then I don't have to sit in the front seat or anything...

"Father, this year we tried to make your feast."

"Well, I thought I was making things yesterday. Was that your verse?"

New Year's Eve. What a nostalgic sound.

Honestly, it's a culture that was almost obsolete in my time, even in my previous life. I've eaten it several times when I was young, but it's not very tasty for kids either. I haven't had a chance to make it since I was an adult, and although I wasn't passionate enough to buy it on purpose...

It's strange because when you suddenly come out in this distant other world, you feel strangely missed.

"I made it more on my arm, so please enjoy. Well, my arm is detachable!

So stop joking about the immortal.

Nina still has a tender tone because she called her mother after a long time.

"Me and Lynn helped, too."

"Well, the cooking was more or less cruse."

Yuka tells me with her chest stretched, but I guess it's almost Kluse who made it just like Lynn said. Yuka is not very good at cooking, and even Lynn can no longer cook herself as a magic price.

"No, you're looking forward to it. Which………………………."

Raise your chest to expectations and watch the dishes line up on the table.

- I was unexpectedly stunned.

"Uh... what is this?

The whole head of the armored bear, sitting in the middle of the heavy box, was releasing an extraordinary amount of power.

"It's an armored bear helmet grill!

Cruse declared so with his chest stretched.

"I've been hunting!

Next to it Yuka showed a similar trick. I see, is that what you mean by help? But why is this kiwa thing in your verse again...

"So this is the salt grilled sawana, and this is the whole grilled tooth pig, and this is the candied dried water apple. This is the roasted ravioli. Stewed Hiiro Potatoes in Wheat Porridge, Behemoth Cutlet......"

I was somewhat anticipating it, but the other menus were almost nil. The only element of the verse that I know is that it is in a heavy box. I mean, what is it that usually has cutlets in it?

At least I wanted it to be Japanese and unified.

No. No.

"Hey, Cruse"

I noticed something and asked.

"Who was it that thought about this menu?

A festival is a collection of edges. The bear's neck was seated. That even seems to shake off what a seemingly good edge...

"It's Nina."

If that's Nina. Unless you're the one who's been with me the whole time.

"……… What?"

With an angry tone, Nina distracts herself. But I knew immediately that it was a disguise.

Behemoth cutlets are from the first time I succeeded in making fermented bread.

Wheat and hyiro potatoes are the first plants to be successfully grown.

Blood roasted ravioli is Nina's favorite, and water apples are the only sweetness of the stone age.

The whole roasted tooth pig was something we all ate when I went to say hello to Eye's family.

Sawana's salt grill was something I used to eat in my time with the three of us...

And the armored bear's neck.

That's what my braces blew up when me and Nina first met.

All the other dishes are packed with our memories.

"Thank you. It looks delicious."

I said that from the bottom of my heart, recalling the countless seasons I have been touring.