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Tin, Mr. Fiona, Sarah, when my four left the room, Lilia and Mr. Syrup naturally waited.

The two of you said, "We're going fast, right? He looks like."

I'd like to take you, but refrain this time.

"Please refrain from the two of us as we go to dinner this time to thank you.

If you don't, I won't give you carrots and cookies. "

"Blackmail..."

"Okay ~"

Two people were depressed and left with Tobotobo.

It's painful to see two depressing people, but I want you to forgive me.

Sending Mr. Fine and Mr. Zach, who come naturally, the queen came from before.

She has the perception of being a strong enemy, so it's unlikely to work.

Ms. Fiona replenishes the motherhood she used to seek, but this person has motherhood overflowing like an aura.

I'm going to lose soon.

The queen approaches me when I stop unexpectedly.

"I kept the castle backyard off-limits.

Take a look at Sarah. "

It's just an allied pattern.

That's the only queen who had a decent reaction.

A wonderful mother who supports my daughter and my relationship.

I feel like I'm surrounded by overflowing motherhood.

"Thank you. It helps."

"You're welcome.

My daughter likes you a lot, so stay with her. "

Mother......, that information would be greatly appreciated.

If that's what you feel from my mother's eyes, Mr. Fiona's love is real.

I have no confidence in myself, so I feel better. [M]

The title of [Wizard of Sorrow] is so heavy on my heart.

I pray every night that Tin and Mr. Fiona won't dump me.

Thank the queen again and move on.

I stopped by the kitchen on the way and got the chef a 'barbecue stove and charcoal'.

If you have something so good, I wish I could use it from time to time.

But the cook here has a huge difference between a good time and a bad time, so I'm sure he'll burn it soon.

Self resolved. I left the kitchen and headed to the backyard.

When you get to the backyard, get ready to make a grilled chicken on a charcoal fire as soon as possible.

I'd really like to have some grilled meat, but I don't have the beef at heart.

I miss just oak meat and hollow birds.

The information should still only have two letters: 'Charcoal Fire', but Mr. Fiona and Sarah are thrilled.

Suddenly enough for the two of us to start dancing socially.

The royal social dance is useless and troublesome.

I want you to stop because it's of such a quality that amateurs can't manage, and I'm going to stick with you.

Somehow I turn the video camera around at an athletic event, I know how your father feels.

On the other hand, Tin had marked me perfectly by contrast.

Looks like he's getting a tough mark in his basket.

Be clear and stand in the way.

Prepare yourself by putting charcoal in a barbecue stove, shaking off the mark of such a tin.

I tried to prepare a fire, but now I realize I don't have a match or a lighter.

Then Bishi raised his hand with his right hand as the tin guarded his side with his left hand.

"I feel like I need fire magic, Doctor"

"Oh, yeah. I wonder if it would help if you lit the charcoal."

"Leave it to me, Doctor"

I don't know, teacher play suddenly started.

A man would admire it once, feeling like a high school girl teacher.

I don't hate the development of running into forbidden love with students.

"Doctor, I like it," he says on Valentine's Day, and I want to be given heart-shaped chocolate.

We're going to solve the equation of love in a classroom for two until late at night.

Chocolate melts, but I can't solve the equation of love.

I think I said something good, but that's an awfully pathetic answer.

Tin has seriously begun to use fire magic, so he stops being paranoid and gives you a look.

1. Cut the green onions that lean against the hollow birds and stab the skewers alternately

2. Boil sauce for grilled chicken in soy sauce, mirin, sugar and liquor

3. Once the skewers are pre-sauced, they are ready

I could eat it with salt, but I decided to make it with sauce.

People in this world would find sauce more attractive because it was originally a culture to season with salt.

When you're ready for the massive baked chicken, the princess and sisters run out of breath.

Sarah, keep jumping into your brother's chest. Come on!

"Brother, I'm hungry!

Stopped.

"I'm tired of dancing, so I think I can eat a lot"

Were you dancing for that reason?

I thought there was a lot of tension in the street.

For a social dance, it was beautiful with dynamic moves.

Mr. Fiona is awesome for getting rough breathing and even sweating thin.

You enjoyed dancing with your sister, and Sarah sparkling with a full smile is great.

Mr. Tin is an artisan who is seriously confronted with charcoal fire.

"Doctor, the charcoal is ready"

Oh, teacher play was still going on.

With the princess and sisters just around the corner, I'm really starting to feel like a hike for girls.

I stick it out for nothing and bake the yakitori in an attempt to show my godchild the good.

Don't forget to put bread on a subtle nearby table.

The tin adjusted the charcoal well, so from the moment I put the meat down, the happy scent spread on one side of the area, along with the sound of "ju ~".

Potatoes and dripping soy sauce-based sauce evaporate with hot charcoal to make it smell fragrant.

There comes the scent of a hollowbird burned with charcoal fire, chasing after him.

The aroma that spreads when baked will be the flavor of the barbecue.

I want to eat it because it's a little raw.

If I'm thinking this, they'll be unbearably twisted.

Take your eyes off the grilled chicken and check everyone's faces.

"Sarah, it'll take a little longer, so don't let anyone drool.

Fiona, it's your sister, so please don't drool.

Tin, don't even drool your nose, hang it with a proper tissue. "

"Brother, hurry up!"

Sarah had already eaten bread without scent.

"The scent is sloppy, why does the scent go with the bread"

Mr. Fiona was having bread with him.

The flavour of the bread will not change without the fragrance.

"Tosun... Tosun..."

What?! The tin is finally putting out a new one?!

What the hell is' Tosun '......

It's a little different than before.

I don't want 'Tosun' sealed because I'm not delighted with it subtly.

I will continue to burn the roasted chicken while the three sisters watch me.

Remove the item that has been cooked in a good way from the charcoal once and attach it to the sauce again.

And bake it on charcoal again.

The three sisters were clearly desperate.

Because the grilled chicken I thought I could finally eat was put back on charcoal again.

And the scent of soy sauce spreads again.

"Do you bake again, stay, stay?!

How much are you going to rush?!

"Doctor, stop playing scorch!

You can't beat Mr. Yakitori's scent. "

I want you to stop saying 'scorch' in front of Sarah.

I feel bad about education.

Oh, and does Mr. Fiona like to be unexpectedly rushed?

Mr. Fiona is very excited about the rattle-shaking tin.

Sarah's a little half crying though.

"Just wait a little longer.

Because this is the legendary mystery, "Baked twice."

"" "Twice... baked..." "

You got a little sick in there.

I took the liberty of certifying myself to the Righteous with a complete doorman on my face.

One after the other, stick the roasted chicken in the sauce and re-cook it.

The three eyes snap to the grilled chicken.

I will give you what I can while suppressing my desire to burn more.

"It's hot, so eat carefully.

Sarah, you can't burn yourself.

Your mother's gonna piss you off. "

Sarah ignored my advice and ate faster than anyone else.

"My brother! Yum!

Your brother is delicious!

Did you eat your brother?

If you're a little older, eat your brother t...

No, it's not a good idea to get your hands on my sister-in-law.

Because I think there's something to lose as a person.

"You were worth the rush.

The meat cooked on charcoal is fragrant and the sauce is even more fragrant.

It's not Belle, but it's delicious enough that you're likely to eat it indefinitely.

I can't stop snuggling leeks in between. "

That's right, people who think about leeks are geniuses, right?

I wonder why I stuck an onion between them and never got tired of the idea.

Because of that, I'm going to stick to eat extra.

I think grilled chicken is the ultimate dish, even if it's not a drink.

"It is in the moose.

Let's give the grilled chicken a whirlpool. "

I'm sorry, I don't know what that means.

I don't think it suits you today. [M]

As she raised the grilled chicken to the plate, Sarah proceeded to eat it without worrying about the heat.

The way he wears it is full of Osama face loss eating.

I eat around my mouth without any concern, even if it gets sticky with sauce.

I may be willing to become an alcoholic in the future.

Conversely, Mr. Fiona and Tin are eating, huffing.

I like the way it's fuzzy cute.

- Two hours later -

Sarah is taking a nap with a full stomach.

Your brother's sweet, so I'll hang you a blanket in the item box.

If I catch a cold, it's tough.

Stop getting out of the way the moment you call me.

Does your brother's blanket smell?

After saving Sarah's sleeping face in her brain, she returns to the task of baking yakitori.

It's tough when you get more people, but it's easy for me to eat with you if it's about two people.

Still, is grilled chicken something you keep eating for so long?

I haven't eaten in two hours.

I wonder if the two of you have turned into Mr. Leanbell.

I do think the grilled chicken cooked on charcoal is delicious.

But you don't normally eat non-stop for two hours.

I'm eating some bread along the way.

"Um, it's been about two hours, how much more do you want to eat?

"Mr. Tatsuya, I'm already full.

But I want to eat, I can eat, let me eat. "

"Same goes for me.

It's not about eating or not eating.

If you have roasted chicken, just eat it. "

Were you eating with a full stomach?

How much did I fall for charcoal grilled chicken?

You look so good, I thought you were still hungry.

"Please make it three more at a time.

Because with just six bottles left, you'll lose the ones you've prepared. "

After this, I woke up Sarah, who was napping, and slowly walked back to her room.

Along the way, different soldiers and maids were whining about "rice terror... rice terror..." but I don't care.

After I send the three of them to their rooms, I go alone to thank the queen.

Concon

A maid who guided me, "Excuse me, dinner terrorism," opened the door to the room with a greeting I wasn't sure about.

Was the queen not feeling well or lying on her bed?

As I approach, the queen tilts her face this way.

"Are you sick?

"No, I was just hit by the smell of grilled chicken.

This evening's menu should be fried from "