Expecting to Fall into Ruin, I Aim to Become a Blacksmith

Four, eight.

I caught a cold.

Ever since I fell ill at work for the first time, I've been feeling dazed and unwell.

Uh, my throat hurts.

It's a hundred million bucks to go to the dining room for breakfast. I don't want to move, it's cold, it's sloppy.

Only then will there be visitors. The door is knocked in a light rhythm.

I pulled the heavy body and opened the door.

"Ah, Eliza!

It was a ragged voice, but I couldn't help but be surprised. There was Eliza, who seemed to smell.

"You haven't had breakfast yet, have you? I brought it!

Momentum, poking through a basket where breakfast seems to have come in.

The handkerchief is being handkerchiefed, but covering my sense of smell on an empty stomach is no match.

It contains tomato dishes. It's refreshing, so it's great in the morning.

I'm honestly happy with this.

"Thank you. I was just hungry. It really helps."

"Well, that's a lot weaker. Pity."

Do you hate pitiful men? I'd love to hear that, but I honestly decided to go back to bed because my body condition made me claim to be even louder.

"If you like......, going up?

"... well, let's do that!

I don't know why the end of the story is so auspicious, but I decided to have it come up.

I'm tempted, but I guess I'm worried about the blacksmith.

I don't know what else to do. Everyone cares. It's black, and you don't like girls, do you?

Well, you'll get used to it soon, so just be patient.

I couldn't even afford to make you some tea, so I just told him to make it easier.

I went into bed, dragged the table nearby and decided to have breakfast there.

I don't have manners, but I can't help it at this time. Because it's really hard.

While wearing a futon, I checked the contents of the basket.

Stir-fried bread, soup, chicken and salad.

Thank you, well balanced and wonderful.

"Has Eliza eaten yet?

"Yeah, I got you in the dining room. Oh, that tomato soup is delicious!

"Right."

"... yes!

You embarrassed yourself a little bit, Eliza turned away.

Eliza was right, it was indeed a very tasty soup.

"My body warms up. I wanted vegetables, so today's menu is clammy."

"Yeah, right. But dinner was more clammy yesterday. What an imbecile..."

Eliza said that much, grinned, and decided she didn't.

No, because I hear you. Because I heard of potatoes.

I don't know because I skipped dinner yesterday, but you had a lot of potatoes.

Besides, I already know. That Eliza loves potatoes.

I also reached for the salad and made sure there were potatoes inside. Potato salad was served.

"If you like, do you have a bite?

"…, I don't want to"

I'm worried! I'm worried! What, for a moment now!

I already ate it and it just bothered me with potatoes in it!

I love unmatched potatoes! Potato fetish!

Are you okay with your weight or something!? It's fine because it's thin!

"Oh, please chew and eat well"

Eliza called out to me about eating potatoes.

Chewing well is a good thing, so I chewed well and swallowed it because of the opportunity.

Yeah, potatoes were so delicious. I never noticed that before.

"Potatoes are pretty sweet."

"Yes! When potatoes are often chewed and eaten, their natural sweetness comes out!

To put it all out, Eliza grinned when she noticed the character was crumbling.

I ran out of words, and I'm willing to deceive you.

No, the smile as if you controlled that facial muscle 100% is going to wipe out what happened earlier. Strengthen.

In front of her, let's not talk about potatoes at ease. I feel like I'm going to jump on fire one day.

I ate both bread and the main chicken. Appetite seems to be returning for the most part.

It also feels weird to eat while people are watching, but I found out whether it was because I ate concentrated or even the fine flavor. Maybe it's a sign that your body is getting taller.

Finished eating, trying to clean it up, Eliza took control of it.

"I'll do it. I came not only for breakfast, but also for medical attention."

Eliza was right, she started cleaning up.

What a luxury to push a chore on someone as noble as her.

I feel it's not bad to catch a cold once in a while.

Concon.

A second light noise echoed through the door today.

"Yes."

Eliza turned to the front door with a high tone voice and a light foothold.

Ma'am?

Right now, "yes" is your wife's "yes"!?

Is that okay!? Mr. Eliza!

"I'll open it now."

I heard the door open. It was immediately closed.

Why!?

You're definitely not dealing with visitors! Why are you suddenly closing it?

What happened to you? Who was there?

On the contrary, I can't sleep because I'm concerned!

"Uh, Eliza. Why did you come back? Looks like someone's here."

"Is that it? Really?

White. I put my index finger on my lips and I have my neck clenched, but I've never seen anything like it. Must be an act stained trick that doesn't come out naturally.

The door was knocked again.

It still seemed like someone was coming.

I felt some frustration from Eliza.

Still, she has no choice but to head to the knocked door again.

"Uh, what can I do for you?

"Er, I brought breakfast because I heard Kurli was sick..., maybe it was too late?

"Yeah, it's too late. Oh ho ho ho, Master Kurli is already hungry!

"Oh, that's good. Can I come up, too? I want to see how Kurli is doing."

"No!

Why!?

From the voice, the visitor must be Iris.

I can see you're confused by the hostile Eliza.

I kind of got Iris looking pathetic, so I woke him up again with a heavy body and broke him into two.

"Well done, Iris. When we both get in the back. It's warm inside."

That's why the two thankful people who brought me breakfast came together.

My body still won't let me out of bed, so I'm still going to make it easier for both of us.

I have tea and sweets, so leave me alone there.

"Um, I just had breakfast, and I don't know if I need anything. Is there anything more to Kurli than that? I'll get ready, though."

"No, Master Kurli doesn't need anything"

For some reason, Eliza answered. It's a fact, so she could be the owner of an alien reading my mind. Although it is much more likely to be different.

"It's a waste of time to leave this extra breakfast, and do you want to eat it? You're going to get fat if you eat this much."

Iris takes care of food while laughing bitterly. The boulder is the mirror of the common man.

Eliza watching as that Iris eats, her face just sideways without pointing.

You'll find out.

Eliza reacted with Pickle when Iris' hand extended to the salad.

"Hmm? Mr. Eliza, do you want a salad?

"Wow, noble people like me will not react to food one way or another!

"That's right. I react quickly when someone is eating my favorite food next door. After all, nobles don't have that kind of crush."

And hehe, and Iris laughs shyly.

Stop him! Because Eliza's with us! Because I'm so reacting to potatoes!

"Ah, these potatoes are delicious! I'm using a good one today."

Iris praised the potatoes I found delicious, too.

What, the one today was purely good?

"Yeah, well, today's potatoes are pretty good."

Eliza reacted to Iris' words when she thought she would definitely keep it up.

Looks like the potatoes have bridged the two of us.

"That's right. I like potatoes. I mean, I really like vegetables overall."

"Yeah, it's delicious!

I'm pretending to be calm, but joy shows up at the end of the story, Eliza.

The atmosphere is about to sprout on the potato talk. Potato sprouts are poisonous, but will they be okay?

"Actually, I've wanted to talk to Eliza more before me. Hey, Mr. Eliza, I'm a civilian, but if it's all right with you, we'll be friends."

"I say no! But... just a little talk."

"Oh, good. Ah! I don't know, I'm just glad to hear that. Hey, can I call you Ellie?

"No!... Well, now,"

Eliza with slightly red cheeks. Were you happy!?

Are you glad they called you Ellie!?

Oh, and, even so, Ellie might be a little cute. No, you're pretty cute!

"Uh, Ellie."

With a ragged voice, I tried to hitch a ride in good shape.

A fierce binta has returned.

Uh, it hurts so bad. My forehead was hot until just now, but now my cheeks are fiercely hot.

Hitchhiking failed.

"Hey, Mr. Eliza. Does Mr. Eliza like potatoes?

"Yeah, I like vegetables in general."

Damn, it's cloudy. You like potatoes.

"Hey, I wouldn't go to my field if it was good. Big, well-packed potatoes are about to be harvested. I wanted to brag to someone because I'm proud of it."

"..., let's go!

They took each other amicably and flew out of my room.

It's not a girly hobby, but I guess we're good friends.

That? What about my medical attention?!?

Ooh! Hey, it's getting kind of worse!?

Hey!!

Shortly afterwards, the door rang concoction.

Good, apparently you remembered me on the way back.

I was happy to jump out of bed and pick him up.

"Welcome..."

There was a rail there with a basket that smelled like tomato soup.

"Hey, I brought you breakfast."