If It's for My Daughter, I'd Even Defeat a Demon Lord
gossip, an exclusive SS extra story.
- This is the year Latina still came to the Dancing Tiger Cat Pavilion. For Dale, who tends to be away from work, when he makes sweets.
Baked confectionery made by Latina with lots of dried fruit, taught by Kenneth, has a sweet taste, but can be categorized as a preserved food in one way or another. The soft cake with plenty of butter and eggs was because it tasted good and didn't have too much sunshine to eat on the trip.
"Did the lady make it?"
"Yeah. Dale's, I made it, I made it."
Regular people who are still in the "Tiger Cat Pavilion" today for a chat. Among them, the old man, with a tight beard surface, is kind to Latina, contrary to its vicious appearance.
Latina's early connection to him may have made her sweeter over there, but to the extent that she called her "Mr. Jill" by name anyway, she was breaking it to him.
"Sabina's. Mr. Jill, go ahead -"
To Latina, who serves with a cup of tea, just by the name of Zilvester, shrinks up the runaway adventurers, he lowers his eyes.
It's not weird for him to have a grandson when he was Latina's age, but whether he was such an adorable toddler even if he was is is another story.
Because of the practice, brown sweets that are slightly out of shape have a firm texture, but the taste is not bad.
Gilvester took the second while making a bollocking and chewing noise.
"If you sell it at the Tiger Cat Pavilion, it's gonna be a lady's penny."
"Latina (with Premiere)" on top of not bad taste and quality. It will sell well in this store, which has a regular customer (fan) of a billboard daughter.
But Latina leans her neck wonderfully at the words of Zilvester.
"It's better to make Kennis than Latina's."
"I guess Kenneth's doesn't sell much."
I just add plenty of dried fruit, and if I price it, it would be more expensive than a regular preserved meal. Then there should be more people choosing cheaper than cheaper.
"Why?"
"I guess it's because the lady worked hard to make it"
"Hmm?
Apparently you're not convinced. This serious toddler is to be assessed outside of quality, and premier addition seems to be out of comprehension.
"One of the best shows, he's bringing it to me, and I'm sure it'll be a lot better, won't it?
I don't think so.
Laughing as troubled, Zilvester further reached for the sweets on the plate. I'm not going to leave you to disappoint this girl, or divide it between the other guests who are telling the flirtatious and latina things.
To the extent that he was called "Mr. Jill" by his name, he was proud to say that he was a "special" guest of this girl, and he was also an understander of the fact that "Parent (Dale)" had been boned by this child.
"I want to, Latina, didn't I fail?
"No. But for the sake of mochi, I'm warming up."
Even when playing with his usual friends, Latina brought with her the rest of the practice. A sip, Rudy says so and puts his face to face.
"You're softer than hard-baked bread. I think you're doing a good job."
Only the bakery's son, and Marcel's criticism is somewhere professional. Latina also nods humbly with a serious face.
"When you add sweetness, it's easier to give it away. But as long as this is it, I'll be fine."
"Good."
to. And Latina smiles at Marcel's assessment. This child's work is deeper than simply being praised, as he rejoices in criticism.
"I'm a little tired of jaws, but they taste so good"
"Latina, you brought tea, didn't you? Can I hand it out?
"Yeah."
Chloe also gave a good rating, and Antony noticed how the confectionery was modestly made of moisture, pouring tea from the water bottle that Latina brought with the confectionery.
All that time, Rudy was silent.
Latina, who handed out the tea with Antony and drank it up with a very delicious looking face, glances at the basket that came with the confectionery and shouts her surprise.
"Huh! Latina, we're still just hanging out!
There were no more baked sweets left in the basket for everyone to eat.
"Rudy!?
"Hmm? Latina's failure, it's a waste, so I ate her."
"I'm not full! I did it right!
"Fluffier cakes would be better next time."
"Latina, it's not the same as making it for Rudy. It's on Dale!
"Chocolate's is good. of chocolate."
Pussy. And not via the swollen latina, Rudy makes a request to My Pace.
It seems Marcel was securing his share. I laughed bitterly as I ate bollies and baked sweets.
"Rudy's the same."
"Really, you're an idiot"
Chloe also chews up baked sweets by making a stiff noise.
It doesn't look very tasty when you only hear the sound, but it's never a 'failure' as Rudy calls it. And if that's what you mean, you won't eat it all up with the momentum to keep it all to yourself.
"... Rudy would probably eat the same thing even if Latina really failed."
I couldn't find a word to deny the words Pottori and Antony muttered, and the three of them simultaneously sighed frightened.
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