The Other Side of the Last Boss

Euphoria spent time in her room in a stuffy manner.

Lie on the bed, just staring at the ceiling.

I didn't feel like going to Ashtar's engagement party with my sister.

To be exact, they haven't entered into an engagement yet...

The answer just came back to me to consider it positively, and Richard II strained.

Is the pageant exciting by now?

"Huh. You can't help thinking like this and standing there."

But that's Euphoria switching fast there.

Suddenly I get up and change into a dress.

Adela, your maid of honor, will help.

Adela had served Euphalia for many years and was a knowledgeable companion.

Sometimes Euphiria doesn't care about her identity or anything else, and it's a jokeable relationship.

"You're going to break into the pageant and take Master Ashtar's hand and run off."

"……… You can't do that."

Euphiria denies it.

Adela laughed cously when she realized there was a moment.

"But Euphoria told me that she was engaged."

"That's true."

As Euphoria, I don't care.

"Hehe. Then you should still break in and take it away."

Adela made fun of me, and Euphiria left her room.

Now, as I was conceiving where to go, an unheeded parent and child walked from the other side of the hallway.

"Father. Sister, what's wrong?

Even as Euphiria asks, she decides and relieves herself that apparently the friendship did not work.

Moving into the king's private room, Richard II speaks.

"I thought you'd like to hear it in advance."

"You couldn't?

"Mm-hmm. I've been told these things are only for this one time"

Listening to that story, it was impossible for Euphiria's cheeks to loosen up a bit.

"If you ask me why I did something crude, I can only ask you why I did it."

"'Buco Out'?

Euphiria shakes her neck.

Blimey, a word that shortens the commune.

An amateur woman appeared on the Internet and chatted.

It is a word said by those who happen to come to see it.

No one will know what it means but Ashtar, the reincarnator.

"Ashtar sometimes says things he doesn't quite understand. Maybe a local dialect."

"Well, maybe it's a code that only passes inside you."

"It's a bump, but let me get out of this story. Abbreviated as" Buco Out ""

Adela also followed me to my private room.

Tell me what that Adela came up with.

It's not wrong as a direction.

"Because it's a saying no, not a reason to say no."

"That's right..."

Adela offered me something to offer, and I took a step back.

"What was wrong with you?

Dorothy thinks.

"Really."

Richard II agrees.

Euphiria perceives that the two of them are not aware of the current situation at all.

I don't know what to say. After a while I worried, I told him.

"And you should let it go a little more for now..."

Euphiria is a whisperer of heart.

Dorothy was able to stop until a few years ago.

There were many stories of friendship around that time.

But Richard II, my father, shows off his parent idiot.

I rarely yelled at or threatened the person who brought me that story.

I refused to talk about all the friendships.

Unlike Euphoria, Dorothy has a strong desire to marry.

The obstruction of that by his father made him tend to stick to the room.

And when I realized it, I was in this shape.

Maybe he was eating.

"Sure, you've gained a little weight"

"No, not at all……………"

Euphiria whispered tuckcom to her sister.

Your face swells to bread, and your skin can be rough all you want.

It would not be good for your health either.

"A lot of people say women should be fuzzy."

"I think there's a limit to that too......"

Tsukom to his father, too.

"Either way, isn't it good to be overweight"

Adela describes common sense theory.

"I don't mind either."

As a parent idiot, it's nothing. Being a cute daughter is no different.

I intended to respect my daughter's will.

"I can't help it...... Maybe we should go on a little diet."

Dorothy makes the decision.

"But how?

"Wouldn't it be better if we ate Euphilia's dishes"

Adela answered Euphoria's question somehow.

"Oh, that's haha."

Richard II hesitates in panic.

"? Why does eating my food make me a diet?

Euphiria makes it a kyoton.

"The food in Euphoria is too good. I can make him feel like eating something else."

Richard II was currently in trouble.

It was no more evidence.

Though the reason is a complete lie.

"Oh, you know what? Then I'll make it next time, sister."

"Speaking of which, I never had Yuffi's cooking."

That was the fruit of the efforts of Richard II and his servants.

Richard II was listening to his daughters conversation with a troubled look on his face.

If you do eat Euphorian food, there is no doubt that you can stop dramatically.

But I'm worried if I should let it run.

"Then why don't you make me some snacks? You were nervous at the dinner party and you didn't eat much."

Richard II tries to remember what happened earlier in Dorothy's words.

I thought all Dorothy's plates were neatly flattened.

"Well, I'll make you some sweets."

Euphiria was in a good mood to leave the room behind because she could cook.

Different shouts are heard afterwards.

who come to see if they can really cook, or who come to plead (cancer).

With them properly embellished, Euphoria returns.

"Yes, enjoy"

Cookies were arranged on the table.

It would be preliminary to make confectionery.

The colour was purple.

"Is it even mixed with fruit?

Richard II asks.

"No, I didn't."

Euphiria answered with a true face.

Then what color is this?

I can't imagine Richard II.

I can't even fall asleep again in this short period of time exactly.

Richard II gave up eating it.

"Hungry is the best seasoning. I don't mind if I fail a little."

Dorothy grabs cookies with her swollen hands.

From previous experience, Dorothy doesn't know that she's sorry for some failure.

"Ha Mu"

Dorothy ate the cookies.

Adela and Richard II clap.

I watched if this was for a diet, too.

The room called for a priest with a subtle courtroom.

"Mmm. Well, there's nothing you can't eat."

Dorothy was flat.

"That?

Richard II is surprised.

"Is it possible that confectionery is not that capable of killing?"

Adela wonders and eats a little cookie.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah."

Adela holds her mouth and rushes out of the room.

"The ability to kill is not always the same……………"

Richard II sent the gaze of pity to Adela, who was leaving.

"What do you mean?

Richard II opens his eyes and looks at his daughter.

"What's wrong with you?

Dorothy flattened the cookies.

"I didn't know there was a solution here."

It gets ridiculous that everyone was struggling to keep Euphoria from cooking.

There's nothing wrong with Dorothy if she eats it.

Except for the problem of not being able to do a murderous cooking diet.

"What the fuck, you sisters?"

Adela crushed her pale face.

It was a small amount, so I managed not to pass out.