Start in Another World With All Cooking Skills

A bit dumb narrator: Woohoo! What should I do! Princess Mia Mora has become an idle waste!

Strong narrator: This, this, everything is still under control!

It seems that even the two narrators did not expect Miss Anrietta to be like this when revealing her inner true self.

Tough narration: That, that, by the way, the villain Leon has shown his true colors, and he wants to force Princess Miamola to do something she doesn't want to do!

Don:?

Are these two narrators really trying to make fun of themselves?

Why does it feel like so far, they are all outputting to Miss Anrietta...

Strong narration: Leon, the villain, took out the pair of white silk stockings from his arms, and he wanted to force Princess Miamola to wear them to satisfy his evil desire!

Hearing this, Dawn finally lost his composure.

These two narrators seem to know exactly what they brought into the world of the story.

On the other hand, it is not normal for a normal man to wear two thin white silks. In this era when stockings and high heels have been transformed into women's exclusive clothing, no matter how you think about it, it is not a normal thing.

Donne's slightly flustered expression made the narrator very helpful.

Strong narration: Humph~ Don't be afraid, it's not over yet!

Strong narration: The villain Leon threatens the princess, and he must put the stockings on the princess by himself, otherwise... otherwise, the princess' long dress will be taken off!

A bit dumb narrator: Woohoo! Obviously it wasn't written like this! Also, lewd things are not allowed here!

Strong narration: I can't control that much anymore! We must let this villain know how powerful he is!

A bit of a narrator: Woohoo! Impossible!

Then there was the sound of pages turning again.

This time the movement of flipping the book was much bigger than before.

Rather than flipping through a book, it's more like two narrators vying for a book that records the plot of the story.

And the little princess who was lying on the red velvet couch made a movement again.

She was sitting up from the sofa.

Putting his hands together on his thighs, he tightly pinched the hem of the white dress, then blushed and looked up at Don.

Those eyes, which are always dignified on weekdays, with the temperament of a superior, are flashing with indescribable feelings.

At this moment, the two narrators are busy grabbing books.

Don was at a loss.

Only the little princess, honestly, dutifully carried out the narration instructions for that part of the story.

She turned away her flushed cheeks, opened her mouth, and spit out a vague word.

"Huh?" Don didn't hear clearly.

"I said, yes!" The little princess looked a little annoyed and coquettish, then lowered her head and continued with a very small voice:

"Yes...you can help me put on stockings. If you like, after all, you just saved my life and resolved the crisis in the capital, Leon."

She was sitting upright, her right foot was slightly raised a little higher, her bare toes were close together, trembling slightly.

It is self-evident what it is expressing.

As for Dawn, his face was almost turning green.

Good guy, listening to Miss Anrietta's words, she is obviously still immersed in the role of the princess.

At this time, you can ignore the death-enough things like carrying white silk with you, the key is Miss Anrietta's current appearance.

The way she looks now...

Which chef can stand such a test! ?

"Leon, why are you, why..." The little princess was ashamed and annoyed when she saw that Donne hadn't moved for a long time, the crimson on her face was so thick that it was about to drip, "You don't really want to see me take off my skirt Bar?"

As the little princess spoke, she reached out to caress the straps on her shoulders, and then her smooth shoulders and clavicle were exposed.

Don:! ! !

I remember the narration didn't say let you take it off yourself!

Seeing that things were getting worse and worse, Dawn had to do something.

A red and black sinister aura rolled over his body.

【Dream】Activate!

The object of influence is of course Anrietta.

No matter what, sleep with her first, and stop her further movements!

Under the influence of "Dream", the little princess let go of her right hand that was stroking her shoulder, and she fell softly back on the red velvet sofa, falling into the sweet dream that Dawn had built for her.

"It's dangerous..." Dawn let out a sigh of relief.

Tough Narrator: Humph! Thought this was the end! The same trick, it will be useless to use it a second time!

The scramble on the side of the narrator has just come to an end, and it seems that the tougher one wins.

Strong Narrator: Look! Princess Miamola, who was asleep, continued the action in a sleepwalking posture. Today's matter must be settled!

The voice of the narration fell, and the little princess who had already fallen asleep sat up straight again, and stretched out her hand again, trying to untie the straps on her shoulders.

Although Dawn was surprised, his relatively rich combat experience allowed him to react very quickly when dealing with emergencies.

【Silk spinning】Activate!

Several glittering and translucent spider silk threads shot out, wrapped around Anlietta's body, bound her tightly, and prevented her from making the next move.

Tough Narrator: Humph! You don't have to struggle anymore! Villainous Leon!

Tough Narrator: My God! The knife on the dining table, and the kitchen knife in the kitchen, for some reason, flew up out of thin air, flew towards Princess Miamola, and cut through those seemingly strong white silk threads!

It was too late to say it, but after the narrator's voice fell, there were indeed table knives and kitchen knives flying up, quickly separating those spider threads that should have been very strong!

A bit of a narrator: Woohoo! This is too dangerous!

Strong narrator: Where is the danger? These things will only follow the instructions, and they didn't say that they let the knives hurt people.

A little bit of narration: Hmm - it seems, yes.

Seeing the spider silk he shot burst, Dawn finally understood.

In this story world, not only living individuals are controlled by the narrator's commands, but even inanimate objects are still at the mercy of the narrator.

This ability is simply cheating!

In order to prevent the narrator from doing something to Miss Allietta again, Dawn stopped resisting and canceled the [Dream] effect on Allietta.

The little princess woke up instantly.

She blinked her violet eyes, still flushed.

Then, still very much into the drama, he sat upright on the red velvet sofa again, slightly raised the tiptoe of his right foot:

"T-Really, I'm already very shy. Leon, stop teasing me..."

Not only did the little princess enter the play and act affectionately, but the narrator also continued to fan the flames.

Tough narrator: Help her dress, or Princess Miamola will take off her dress again.

A little bit of narration: Although I feel that such a thing is not good, I am a bit lewd. Hmm - but, I still kind of want to see...

Don thought for a moment, looked at Miss Anrietta, inhaled, and then exhaled.

I feel that my mood now is comparable to the tension I felt when I was fighting the dungeon boss.

"Isn't it just wearing stockings, just wear it."

After making up his mind, Dawn went all out and squatted down in front of Miss Anrietta.

And took out the pair of thin, silky white silks from his bosom.

Because the narrator obviously came prepared this time, and Duo En failed to resist twice, so he could only consider following the other party's wishes for the time being.

Isn't it just putting stockings on a beautiful girl with your own hands?

For manly men, no big deal!

Right, that is it!

Donne looked at the white, small, bare foot raised by Miss Allietta.

"It's not that I haven't resisted, it's just that I failed. I'm sorry, Miss Anrietta."