Survive different worlds with the all-purpose skill 'Condiment Creation'! [Web version]

- Two weeks later -

Only a sobbing voice can be heard in the silence of the scene.

Why does it sound so comfortable when it's the girl's crying voice?

I don't have that kind of taste.

I slowly open my eyes, feeling complicated.

Apparently they put me to bed in a big room, and the room is only lit by the moonlight.

My head was boggling like never before, and I didn't feel like moving my body.

I just want to hear the girl's sobbing voice like this.

My heart calms down like I hear a babysitter song, closing my eyes naturally.

Listening to her cry for a while, the girl either regained her composure or stopped crying.

Reward time is over and I feel wasted.

But don't be happy with the voice the girl is crying.

Because it's number one for a girl to be blamed gently for whispering.

With that in mind, my right arm starts to get massaged.

It's a soft touch like you're getting an oil massage, and it gives you a luscious way to move your hands.

After being massaged for about 5 minutes, this time it turned into a hand massage or he wrapped it around me to hold my hand gently.

Unexpectedly I tried to grip back and respond, but I couldn't help myself at all. [M]

Barely enough to move it.

You were furious with that reaction, and the girl threw my hand on the bed.

I'm just so scared, I can't open my eyes.

You're the one who's been exciting me, but if I'm excited, I'm gonna get angry.

It's like a service scam.

When the girl takes the futon away badly, she becomes a horse rider over my navel.

Just a little more...... I want you to ride downstairs.

I slowly open my eyes, hoping for a mount to a swollen place.

There was a tin in there, spilling big tears and peeking into my face.

"... of your favorite?

Why are you crying so much?

Didn't you come at me lustfully in the middle of the night?

Keep your face away from me crying.

I don't have a hobby to be glad to see a girl cry.

Besides, your tears are falling just like eye drops.

I don't know how to enjoy an original play like that, so I'll ask for an explanation.

Unlike me, who thinks about tongue-in-cheek things, Tin has hugged me to cry down.

I'd love to give you a hand around your back at a time like this, but for some reason, I can't move my body.

I wonder why my body is so heavy that I can't move.

There is no power left to speak out either.

I can't believe I can't even speak to a crying tin.

I think I made you cry for some reason, and I want to apologize for at least one word.

"Oh man..."

I was exhausted by the words I shook out. [M]

In a hazy consciousness, next time I wake up, I'm going to apologize properly, and my eyelids and nature are blocked, and I'm getting more and more distracted.

- 12 hours later -

A strong light plunges into your eyes and wakes up with too much glare.

I was hoping to get some more sleep, but someone was holding my right hand again.

But I don't think my hand feels tiny.

You've already experienced this warm hand that's going to mellow.

Yes, it's Mr. Fiona, who has the sister attribute.

I wonder if it's a hand fetish to judge people by the warmth of their hands.

Besides, I didn't notice Tin's hand, but I noticed Mr. Fiona's.

He shook his right hand back with weak force as he felt a mysterious guilt for the tin.

Then Mr. Fiona gripped me to respond.

"Are you awake?

Is your body okay?

This voice is Mr. Fiona, after all.

I want to sit on my knees right now and be stroked around my head.

When I opened my eyes, I saw Mr. Fiona's face towards the end of my sight.

Munch into your immobile body as you wish and slowly point your neck toward the right.

Then I was able to get a good look at Mr. Fiona.

You just twisted your neck to the right, but you've used more energy than I thought.

It resembles weakness and fatigue when Osama, who lacks exercise, drastically dashed the station stairs and failed to make it to the train.

The only difference is not seen with pitiful eyes, seen over closed train doors.

Feel the warmth of your gaze as your sister greets you gently.

I'd like to answer Mr. Fiona's query, but if I speak up, my consciousness must fly again.

This is what happens when you just turn your neck to the right.

But I'd like to respond a little bit.

"He said the tin only got his mind back once, but when he spoke up, he said he slept again.

If it's sloppy to speak, could you hold my hand because it's light enough?

That kind of care stains me.

I'm glad there's a way I can communicate a little.

With the utmost weak force, I hold Mr. Fiona's hand.

"Okay, I'll explain the status quo just a little bit.

I'm seeing a tin and I, but it's been 12 hours since Mr. Tatsuya woke up once.

It was 3: 00 in the middle of the night then, so now it's just 3: 00 in the day.

Two weeks have passed since Mr. Tatsuya has already fallen.

Now rest tight until your body recovers. "

What, I've been down for two weeks?

I wonder why you've been down for two weeks.

My head only works on porn and I can't think properly.

Brain memory is filled with a desire to be stroked around.

If you can, I'd be glad to put on Mr. Fiona's nadenade power so you can sleep.

Your brain like my shit passed on, Mr. Fiona let go of the hand she was holding and tried to stroke my head.

I'm so excited about Mr. Fiona's godhand coming up.

But I guess I got too excited than I expected.

The moment Mr. Fiona touched my hair, the shock of love struck my body and my consciousness was immediately pruned.

And then my life kept going back to sleep when I woke up.

Apparently, the time I can stay awake is about 5 minutes.

Every time I wake up, either Tin or Mr. Fiona are sure to hold my right hand and wait for me.

It was with pleasure and regret that he kept me awake for those five minutes, day and night.

- Keep living like that, three days go by -

I'm finally starting to recover a little bit in strength.

Even so, it's still difficult to move your body yourself.

Not that I can't, but I'm so tired.

It felt like it weighed all over my body and I could barely help myself.

It's still a hundred million robberies to speak up, and I haven't recovered enough to talk to Bella Bella.

It's hard to talk in sentences, so we're just talking and communicating with words.

And somehow when the "beginner (uvula) mind" machine gun that wasn't activated began to resume, I was able to think of something other than porn in my head.

What the hell kind of system does my body have?

If your heart can move so well, move your muscles well, too.

Besides, I've been dominated by desire for the last three days and all I've said is "hand, grip" and "nadenade".

What do you mean, you can talk in words because of it, but communication is desire?

It wouldn't be the behavior that 32-year-old Osama makes 15-year-old girls do!

...... I was happy though.

I've been concerned lately about the dangers of my sexuality.

Apparently, he likes' Toddler Exit Play '.

Obviously, he's the one you'll hate, isn't he?

So I don't think she's been around for 32 years.

Everyone must have instinctively feared my sexuality and excluded me from paedophilia.

The two of you who even accept that desire will be overflowing with gratitude.

It's just as dangerous. It's overflowing with desire.

My hand of such a pervert, now Mr. Fiona doesn't have to ask me to hold it.

I'm playing with my hands squeezed, squeezed.

I'm not freaking out anymore, but she looks like a lot of fun.

I wonder if the princess also has a dangerous sexuality.

Unless it's life-threatening, I'll accept anything.

In the end, it was a straight line on the perverted street, so I decided to speak up to check the situation a little.

"Why... sleeping... tell me"

Surprised Mr. Fiona briefed me briefly.

-The black robe assault thing.

-The fact that the tin knocked down a black robe with a piece of bread that was taken off his leg with miso

· Stampede must have been protected and damaged less

-Anleene, who died, returned to the guild yesterday

· That Lilia, who lost her life, is still asleep

In Mr. Fiona's story......,

Even though it was the biggest historical stampede of all time, apparently there were terribly few deaths.

That puts both the guild and the country on the head for the Stampede bounty.

Because it's like four stampedes happening at the same time, so naturally there's a need to pay four times more.

So, three days after there was the stampede, there was a massive hot dog festival in Wangdu.

The butcher sells the wiener silly,

The bakery kept baking bread the day before,

Tomato farmers run out of all their mature tomatoes,

The people in King's Capital rejoiced in jumping to rock the earth to their first hot dog.

The hot dog festival, which showed an unprecedented boost yet, closed with so much buzz that it would last a whole day, postponing its time longer than originally planned.

He refuses the bounty paid by the state and the guild, "I want them to eat hot dogs instead," and even appears to those who plead.

Although I was temporarily unable to make ketchup because of it, it seems that the bounty I planned to pay at Stampede floated quite a bit.

For the guild and the country, it seemed like they couldn't hide their surprises with more effect than expected.

Nowadays, they say the effect of stampede is refreshing and calming.

"Only three people who squeezed their strength with stampede were concerned.

Guildmaster was back the other day, so I'm glad Tatsuya is getting better soon. "

Though there is the fact that all three of them have fallen by squeezing their power, I don't think they should be with them.

Mr. Anneline, who collapsed in a recoil caused by spiritual magic,

Lilia collapsed in a recoil using great magic,

I collapsed in a recoil that summoned miso.

I'm so sorry to have you see me for more than two weeks just for serving miso.

But I'm glad you don't hate being buried with miso.

I'm sorry, I played miso, even though it was an emergency.

I'm concerned Sarah was screaming.

"I served it, miso, are you okay?

"Hehe, I didn't think you'd be buried in miso.

I found out that me and Tin were miso, so I was relieved, but your fathers panicked.

My body was sticky after that, so I took a bath with Sarah.

I noticed miso dissolved in hot water and said, 'Pork juice! It was tough when I started drinking. "

Sarah, this is a cheeky episode.

Imagine a scene where you two are taking a bath and it feels so warm.

My flesh will evaporate if I take a bath with Mr. Fiona.

It's not Loricon, so I think Sarah and I can get along.

I want to wash your body carefully and show you how brotherly you are.

He made me listen to a lot of stories afterwards.

Apparently, I'm in a difficult shape to heal magic. [M]

They're prolonging it, not treating it well because of it.

Maybe what's coming from a world without magic is affecting it.

But I was convinced to hear that story.

Healthcare is underdeveloped in this world because of the development of restorative magic.

I haven't had any drips or anything for more than 2 weeks.

I didn't realize I was sick.

As I was listening, someone knocked and came in.

Thinking he was tinned, he was someone he hadn't expected.

The chef came in with an earthen pot and a creepy smile.