Traveling through time? You can reach another world as soon as you leave your house

It can really be regarded as a heart-warming and beautiful sight.

“Rimuru-sama, can we start roasting the sweet potatoes?”

At this time, Gobuta, who also helped to find a lot of dead leaves, said impatiently.

There was also a little goblin loli who had come over to him out of nowhere, with an expectant expression on her face.

"Well, we can start now. There are enough dead leaves piled up."

Amid Gobuta's cheers.

Rimuru chuckled and gently reached out to touch the little goblin girl's head.

Then, the cooking master (self-proclaimed) Shion came over and volunteered with an excited look on her face.

“Rimuru-sama, please leave the baking of the sweet potatoes to me. I promise that I can make the most delicious baked sweet potatoes in the world!”

"Ahem, that's not necessary. I can do it myself."

Rimuru coughed twice deliberately and refused firmly.

After all, she has never had any optimism or expectations about Shion's craftsmanship and various "wonderful ideas".

After all, the opponent's miraculous dark cuisine could not only corrode steel, but it could also almost poison the tenacious Gobta to death with just one bite.

I don't know how it was made.

So, normally she would be prepared and just eat it anyway, but now that there is a naive little goblin loli next to her, she can't let Shion do whatever she wants.

Even if it's just making a baked potato.

"Well, okay..."

Shion blinked somewhat aggrievedly.

Those watery eyes make it obvious that her IQ is not very high, which is totally inconsistent with her fiery queen image.

Rimuru casually snapped his fingers, causing flames to ignite inside the pile of dead leaves, and white smoke quickly emerged from the cracks.

Then, she turned to look at Milim, who was standing beside her with a curious look on her face, and stretched out her fair and tender little hand.

“Come on, Milim, give me the biggest sweet potato in your arms.”

"Eh? Oh, here, take it carefully, this is my favorite sweet potato."

Milim tilted her head cutely.

Then, without hesitation, she handed over the super-large Slime brand sweet potato that had helped her win the sweet potato digging competition, with a look of pride on her face.

Obviously, she hasn't realized what her best friend is going to do by asking for this.

"I see, it must taste delicious."

He casually took the giant sweet potato in the shape of a slime.

After Rimuru weighed it a little, he lowered his head and released dense sticky steel wire to replace tin foil to wrap the thing tightly.

Then, with Milim’s face full of shock, he threw it directly into the burning pile of dead leaves.

It even caused the oldest and strongest Demon King to exclaim in disbelief.

“Well, if we bake it for another half an hour, it will be ready… Uwaaaaaaaa?!!!”

Rimuru just squatted down, holding a branch in his hand, and wanted to poke the sweet potato wrapped in steel wire deeper into the pile of dead leaves.

As a result, the collar of the clothes was immediately grabbed by the Demon King's small hand, and he began to spin it rapidly.

"What have you done!!!"

Because of being "betrayed" and losing the "baby".

Milim showed a very angry expression.

The gusts of air created by the throwing seemed to be forming a tornado, which stunned Gobta who was standing nearby.

Fortunately, the pile of dead leaves used to bake the sweet potatoes was not blown away because it was covered by a layer of golden light barrier.

Rimuru, who was swung around by the Demon King for dozens of rounds, turned back into a slime halfway through and broke free. He then fell to the ground dazed and staggering, and hurriedly explained.

"Slow down, slow down, slow down. You misunderstood. It's not what you think."

Milim's pair of azure dragon eyes that were glowing with a faint light stared at him fiercely.

Rimuru couldn't help but feel a little tired.

Where are the best friends you promised me?

The boat of friendship can capsize at any time.

"Baked sweet potatoes are cooked slowly over a campfire, making them incredibly delicious. I'm not wasting food on purpose."

"...Eh, really?"

Milim was stunned for a moment, her eyes looking a little suspicious.

Then, she turned her head and looked at someone who was squatting and stuffing sweet potatoes into the pile of dead leaves, as if she wanted proof.

"Yes, that's right."

Lu Ren felt someone patting his back gently and turned back to explain helplessly.

"But to be more precise, it is because the beta-amylase in the digestive enzyme reacts with the heated gelatinized starch to produce maltose, so the taste becomes sweet."

"Uh, so that's how it is."

Milim was stunned for a moment and blinked as if she understood.

Although I don’t quite understand, it seems that Rimuru didn’t do anything to “bully” me just now. It was just a small misunderstanding...

Really, you should have said it earlier.

She was so scared that tears came out of her eyes just now.

After all, she didn't want to really beat up her best friend~

"Okay, I'll just wait for it to bake."

The pink hair on its head shook cutely as the breeze blew.

Milim grabbed Rimuru, who had turned back into a slime, and hugged him like a pillow, then simply sat down on the ground.

She crossed her slender, white legs, and her small, delicate feet in sandals curled up her crystal toes slightly. She used her elbows to support the slime in her arms and used the back of her hands to support her chin.

I don't mind the dust on the ground.

“If it doesn’t taste good, I’ll be angry even if it’s Rimuru.”

She said with a slight pout.

A pair of deep blue pupils were staring curiously at the pile of dead leaves from which white smoke was rising. No one knew what he was thinking.

Or maybe he was missing the Slime brand sweet potatoes that he had already sent, which are considered a world treasure.

"Don't worry, as long as you don't fail, baked sweet potatoes are usually delicious."

Lu Ren, who had also sat down cross-legged, smiled softly with the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

He was holding a thin branch in his hand and kept poking it into the pile of dead leaves, trying to move the buried sweet potatoes to a deeper place.

"Well, since Lu Ren has said so...then I will look forward to it."

Milim gently shook her tender body.

Although her tone still sounded a little bit awkward, she soon began to laugh heartily again, and while holding Rimuru in her arms, she began to sing a cheerful little tune out of tune.

Looks very innocent.

So cute.

......

Half an hour later.

The breeze is gentle and the autumn air is cool.

The leisurely waiting time passed by unknowingly.

The pile of dead leaves on the open ground had all been completely burned, leaving only a few ashes that would be cleaned up later.

As for the baked sweet potatoes, they have of course been made successfully.

And the first one was given to Milim who was already impatient.

Then, as she was already hungry, she couldn't wait to use her slender, white fingers to quickly peel off the charred skin of the baked sweet potato, revealing the soft, sweet, golden and hot sweet potato meat inside.

It looks great.

"Oh, it looks like it's pretty good."

Milim sniffed the delicious aroma of the food.

Then, without any hesitation, he took a few bites without fear of the heat.

Then, the aho hair on top of his head stood up instantly.

Because the unexpectedly sweet taste has completely blossomed on the Demon King's taste buds.

"Oh, it's delicious... What on earth do you have to do to make sweet potatoes taste so good?!!"

Milim was shocked.

You have to know that when she was offering raw sweet potatoes to the dragon worshippers, it was really hard for her to swallow.

The cold, hard earthy smell was something she would never forget.

That's why the delicious taste she tasted now made her feel so surprised and delighted.

"How is it made? It is baked directly."

Lu Ren, who was also holding a baked sweet potato in his hand and chewing it happily, was stunned for a moment with some confusion after hearing this.

Because Milim had just witnessed the entire process of baking the sweet potatoes, so why would she ask such a question now?

But then again, the taste of these baked sweet potatoes is really good.

It was much more delicious than what he used to buy at street stalls in the city.

When you go home in the evening, bring some for Tanya as well.

Lu Ren thought so in his heart.

Milim was still in shock.

"What? It's just for baking?!"

Her eyes widened in disbelief.

But she did not stop eating. She opened her cherry lips slightly, revealing her white teeth, and was nibbling on the delicious baked sweet potatoes with relish.

It looked like a hamster that had fallen into a granary.

"Such a hard and earthy thing can become so sweet and soft just by baking... My God, this is incredible knowledge, it is beyond the wisdom of the devil!"

"So what did you usually eat?"

Rimuru, who had turned back into a girl, complained speechlessly.

Apparently, he felt that Milim was being a bit exaggerated.

Rather, the wisdom of the devil is really worthless if it can be surpassed by knowledge like baked sweet potatoes.

At this moment, Zhu Cai, with her sleeves rolled up and a big pot of baked sweet potatoes in her arms, happened to be walking towards here from a distance.

Obviously, she had just made these and was preparing to share them with everyone.

As a result, he was surprised to find that several people present had already eaten the hot and stomach-warming baked potatoes.

“Hey, Lord Rimuru, why are you guys eating already?”

"Um, can't we eat?"

Rimuru was stunned by the question.

In his little hand, he was holding a half-eaten baked potato.

However, after noticing the big pot of baked sweet potatoes in the other person's arms, she immediately realized why the other person asked that question.

"Sorry, Shuna, we just roasted some sweet potatoes ourselves, so we don't need these anymore. Sorry to bother you."