The Too Many Summonings from Japan Have Caused the Goddess to Flip Out

"Dear Mr. Limbell, I may have noticed something important."

All of a sudden.

One day at noon.

I just finished my lunch okonomiyaki (egg drained) and put a tart of dessert in front of me, Inertia said in a serious way.

"If I hadn't come to Japan and been corrupted?

"No, even if they say things so normal that the sun rises from the east like that."

I'm saying something with a straight face. I'll give it back to Mr. Inertia with a straight face as well, Mr. Limbell.

I don't know if I'm seriously saying it or gagging because my expression is so serious. It's a difficult reaction to deal with.

"Why are you so fat and fat?"

"No. I'm talking about the spirit, not the flesh."

"Eat roasted rice balls and fall instantly."

Apparently, Mr. Inertia was still not going to fall in person while showing off his unprecedented fallacy of eating grilled rice balls and pledging allegiance to the state.

"When I was in my hometown, I felt frustrated with my compatriots, who just spent their days in peace and didn't try to improve themselves."

"That's an elf. When you grow up, you're like an old man. Then you're going to stall."

"That's right! I'm not trying to do something on my own just because I'm sweet!

"Eat this for now"

"Mm-hmm."

It's getting depressing, so it's getting hot all the time. Mr. Lymbell screws a strawberry tart into Inertia's mouth.

And Mr. Inertia instantly lets his face wander over the flavor of sweet and sour fillings mixed with strawberries.

By the way, when I say tart, it's not a common Western confectionery tart, it's a tart from a local confectionery wrapped with filling in castella fabric.

I thought Tart was more about that, so I was surprised by the author who searched for Strawberry Tart!

"Hmm. The tannic tea after the sweetness of the confectionery is exceptional."

"And where the tongue has been reset, Don,"

"Mmm-hmm."

Mr. Inertia was then heavenly in a chestnut tart thrown into his mouth.

Nathan, the producer at the entrance to the living room, looks so good that I don't think he's a cleric.

"So, what did you want to say after all?"

"Hmm. I don't grow anything myself just eating like this, so I thought I'd use this as an opportunity to learn to cook for myself"

Inertia says in a neat way that the determination of the heart was not lost when the consciousness that was about to get higher settled.

A cook is about to be born here now who can save the recipe in his brain in hundreds of years.

"What the heck!?

And I'll give you ambition when I hear that, Mr. Nathan.

This is an announcing pinch for an end to special sexuality that isn't even understood by the gentlemanly readers.

"Well...... so what should I look forward to cooking from now on!?

"No, I hope I don't eat your food because I cook for myself."

"God was there!

Mr. Nathan looks up to heaven with his hands up to what Mr. Inertia said as he pulled a little.

Dear Amaterasu, I am not waiting to be confused.

"Well, it doesn't matter if you get fat again."

And Mr. Limbell cheeks on the strawberry tart that was left looking at Mr. Nathan like that.

Japan is still at peace today.

Meanwhile Takatenara.

"Tsukuyomi... Was I corrupt?

What a serious face, Master Amateras.

Apparently, I saw Mr. Inertia and skipped my way.

"You were at a level of depravity that I doubt is really the Sun God,"

And such a merciless pursuit of Amateras-sama Tsukuyomi.

I expect a bit at the same time that I'm stuck with the same ease of being affected. I was wondering if this would give me the slightest motivation to do it.

"…… Ugh."

"I cried!?

But here it is, dear Amaterasu. Seriously, cry.

Don't pretend to be the oldest Japanese tofu mentality that your brother is disgusted with.

"Yes, it's okay, sister. Even if my sister is corrupt, there is no particular problem."

"……… I'm a child who doesn't need me."

"Not -!?

He won't stop once he's negative. Master Amateras and Master Tsukuyomi, who are rarely in a serious hurry.

"You suck."

And Toyoke Hime, who peered into his face from the shadow of the shadow, saw him with his white eyes, and now this one is about to cry, Tsukuyomi.

Even today the high heavens are peaceful.