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Chapter 492




Chapter 492: # 492 Fifth, and mother-daughter confrontation.
“It was hilarious!
“Yeah, it was pretty powerful.”
“You guys are amazing…”
Ende crushes as he looks more and more at Shagu Frey and Kuhn.
Nor do I have the strength to stand still. That’s crazy. Jet coasters were such a tiresome vehicle…… I still feel my feet shaking.
Not only me and Ende, but Lou and Hilda in the starting group were neat. Lise seems fine with the octave, cherry blossoms and lean. Is it by people……
“Your father is not sloppy.”
“Ugh!? No, Alice, this is…”
Ende is taking a blow to her daughter’s heart. Seeing that, I secretly corrected my posture and pretended to be flat. Forgive me for my two dances.
“Father, are you okay……?
Elna cares about me because she’s worried. Ugh, my daughter is sweet……
“Something scared me so much…”
On the contrary, her mother Else guides herself through the same experience she is about to have. It’s okay, it’s okay, we’ll get used to it soon……
A magic guide train carrying a later group of [Lynne Linze], [Erna Else], [Alice Mel], [Nay Su] and [Yumina] leaves the home soooo.
Well, how many more buddies are there?
Sit at the table inside the station building and remove the tea from [storage]. Apparently there are no magical restrictions placed inside the station building.
When I prepared everyone else’s share and took a breath, I finally calmed down.
Unlike earlier, when I was neat with tea in my hand, the monolith next to Sheska accidentally started flashing blue. What? What?
“Worried Nak. Doctor or La Cole. S”
When Sheska touched Monolith, an image of the Doctor emerged in the air.
“Hey, I’m sorry about the lack of water for parents and children. I need to get through to you, ’cause I heard from the castle.’
Got a call? Everyone’s smartphone may be in communication with the outside world, but mine is… oh, did you turn it off? Because God scolded me earlier. So?
“I hear the prince of Panaches is coming to the castle. Sooner or later, at the cost of the metastasis, it seems to be gussy. ‘
No, he said he’d be asleep as soon as he came. What are you doing here, he… Well, maybe Blau had no choice but to transfer it.
‘The problem is not with the prince. I have a little companion who wants me to see His Majesty the King. He says he’s your relative, but from what I hear, Lou, he’s your daughter.’
“Huh?”
Lou, who was watching the Doctor’s screen, squeezes his eyes and leaks his voice low. He put it down for a beat, slowly turned his neck this way, looked at me, and then returned to the screen for a sip of tea.
“Yeah, yeah, what!? Oh, my” I “daughter!?
Gatern! And Lou rises as he flashly knocks the chair back. Late.
I was surprised at Lou’s reaction and the shock that my daughter was here pulled me inside. Well, you’re the fifth.
“But what, with Prince Robert?
‘They say it was the Kingdom of Panaches that emerged. He’s got the prince on that leg, and, instantly, he’s metastasized.’
Oh, my goodness. You’re acting too good, my daughter…… I did something bad to Prince Robert. I’ll apologize later.
“It sounds like Arcia. That kid, because there’s a place where you don’t choose the means if it’s for a purpose. It’s too straight.”
“Fair enough. That’s just a specific situation, too. There will be no harm. Though it’s annoying.”
I leaked a voice like Frey and Coon had given up on me. Cherry blossoms throw questions at those two.
“What number is Arcia?
“It’s the fifth. It will be over Erna.”
In the order of Yayun, Frey, Coon, Fourth, Arcia, Erna, Lynne, Eighth, Ninth?
“What’s my kid Yoshino number one?
“Yoshino is under Kuhn…. Ah, Sakura Mother, it’s a guided interrogation!
Frey is caught in cherry blossom language and leaks information. That’s as good as it gets. Is Yoshino fourth? Then the sons of Yumina and Su become two from below. Well, in Su’s case, I’m old, and I thought I’d be late…
I was thinking about it, and Lou pulls me all the way to my collar and neck. Guh!
“Now more than that, it’s Arcia! Dear Winter Night, Return immediately! I have to pick you up!
“Uh, oh. Oh, right, right. Hi. I think so too…”
It becomes an unexpected tribute to too much force. I know how you feel, but I want you to calm down.
Coon sighs a little when he sees you like that and talks to us.
“Please pick me up with your father and Lou’s mother for now. I’ll explain it to everyone.”
“I asked for it! Mr. Sheska, on your return!
“Hey……!
“Copy that, Ta. Two Forwarders Shimas”
Such a sudden!? Before I said anything, in an instant Lou and I were back in Babylon’s ‘garden’.
“Come on, Winter Night, hurry to the castle!
“Okay, ’cause I got it!
Teach Guru to settle down a bit to Lou, who pulls his arm, and transfer to the castle at [Teleport].
Moving into the castle’s living room, a flower-loving sister sitting on the couch and a girl about seven or eight jumped into her eyes. Apparently, Prince Robert was sent straight to his bedroom.
The girl looks at us when she realizes we’ve metastasized. Beautiful emerald-like eyes from her mother’s concession.
The girl rose up, shaking her slightly greener hair.
She looks familiar. It was Dr. Babylon’s “Treasure Ball of Future Vision,” and he was the one who only showed it for a moment. (in Eight Volumes/Tabernacle Play) It’s growing a little bit more than then though. Was she Lou’s daughter, after all, in the kitchen as seen on the treasure balls?
Towards her, Lou steps forward.
“Are you Arcia……?
“Yes!”
Arcia rushes this way with a full smile on her face. Lou also spread his hands and tried to welcome his daughter… but Arcia ran through it and jumped and hugged me.
“Finally, Father!
“… that?
Keep your arms wide open and slowly turn your neck this way, Lou. My eyes are dotted. No, maybe me too.
“The father of the future is nice, but so is the father of a slightly younger past!
“Ha ha… that, thanks?
Gyu, I don’t know how to react to Arcia hugging me, and for now I hug you back the same way. I’m glad you’re not used to reacting like this.
“Hey, Arcia!? What about your mother!?
“Your mother seems well, more importantly.”
Arcia, away from me, greets her mother, Lou, with a curtesy. Much of an adult response, but not too different from when I was there?
“Ah-chan loves you on winter nights. Oh, you love Lou, too, don’t you?
Sister Hana Love tells me while she laughs a little dry…. What, you mean fazacon? Like happy, like worried about the future.
“It’s only natural that my daughter admires her father. I, Me, make an effort to hone myself every day to shoot a husband like your father one day!
Arcia answers that with her chest stretched, but your father is sooo bimyo. Arcia seems like a much better lady.
“Sir…! Isn’t it early for you yet!?
“It’s sweet, Mother. If we don’t move now, we can’t have a happy marriage.”
Chick, and Arcia squeaks her tongue as she waves her finger. I don’t care, why don’t you guys talk about your dowry in front of your father? Even though we’ve just met, it works plain…
“As it is, well, it’s a good thing to encourage self-drilling. That’s my daughter. You know very well there.”
“Yes, Mother. Me, I’m the best cook, right? Perhaps better than the mother of our time.”
“Hmm…”
Kieran, and Lou’s eyes narrowed. That’s some swordswallowing vibe……
“That’s interesting. Then why don’t you show me your first-rate skill?
“Sure. Mother’s skill, would you like to see it?
“” Hehe “”
Wait, wait, wait. Why is this a confrontational flow? Though Lou won’t be annoyed by what the kid says either!
“The judge is your father. In a battle where you don’t know which one made it and you decide who you prefer?
“Fine. Freedom to cook? Or by designation?
Something is going on. Do you ignore your father’s will? No, I know I can’t say no, though. For once, he wanted me to get confirmation…
“I was wondering if it would be easier to judge by making things from the same pedigree. Right…… how about ‘Washok’, Mother?
“Is it” Japanese food “? Are you sure? Winter Eve’s hometown dish, I, Me, eat authentic flavors locally, right?
No, no, Mr. Lou. What’s the real flavour… because it’s a family dish, right? When they call that a real flavor…… no, is that correct in a way? Japanese food is Japanese food.
They have a broad definition of Japanese food. Tonkatsu and beef bowls can also be called Japanese food. Is it Japanese food if it is “Japanese-style”? Japanese-style hamburgers are Japanese food? If it suits Japanese taste, is it Japanese food? Well, you don’t have to pay that much attention to detail.
“No problem. My father over there is giving me a heartbeat for saying that I am the” Washok “of Me. You’ll never lose.”
“” Hehe hehe hehe “”
Scared. We’re both laughing and staring at each other.
But you look just like… I thought you meant “Oyako”, my mother and daughter…
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“Is that a culinary showdown…”
“I don’t know. Something like that happened…”
Yumina leaks her sigh with a troublesome, subtle face like a shudder.
In front of me is a large table, each with a kitchen in the back of the left and right.
This is the dining room in the [fire] area in the [boxyard] amusement park. Sheska showed me what happened when we brought Arcia back.
I was thinking of getting lunch, so I was on a boat…
The central table is stacked with various ingredients, removed from [storage]. You two are free to cook from here with ingredients.
Lou and Arcia have already lined up in the kitchens on both sides, and as a help in doing so, all the children are in for Lou, Linze and Su, and for Arcia.
“And you look really like Mr. Lou”
“Oh, something I’m not afraid of, something I’m confident in…”
“That’s true too…… especially the strength of the will to push straight ahead if you decide to do this. Definitely Leggles Empire Imperial blood.”
Indeed. His Majesty the Emperor of Leggles is like that. I wonder if he says blood can’t be contested.
“Well, delicious dishes are welcome to come out…… Winter Night, can you make a good decision?
“I think I can tell if it’s not just a difference in my taste, not which one tastes better… Seems like we have a problem whichever wins or loses……”
Isn’t it tough being forced to make that choice? Uggs, my stomach is starting to ache so tight… I’m getting A and B, but the draw! Then I don’t think so.
Normally, I also feel like Lou wins. Lou now cooks at least one of our three meals each day.
By day, it can be breakfast or dinner, but we know everyone’s preferences. Naturally, my taste.
I can’t let my daughter be cute… or if I don’t know which one made it.
“I don’t know what’s going on…”
I hold back my crisp stomach again, waiting even for the dish to finish.
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Meanwhile, in those days, in the Arsian faction.
“Damn… I can’t believe you bumped into your mother early Lou. Ar’s the same.”
From behind Arcia, who indulges in the ingredients, Frey leaks a bewildered voice. This sister tends to think she likes her father too much and has a rival heart for Lou, her mother, but this sister knew it was actually a reversal of her desire to be recognized by her beloved mother. It’s a tough personality.
“Arcia, sister, can you win?
“What do you think? I’m sure you’ve never beaten your future Lou Mother.”
“I don’t care which one wins if you can eat good food.”
“Shut up, kids!
Grab the carrot, there is! And, Arcia barks. Erna, Lynne, and Alice shrugged their necks in threes and slapped their haters with a small voice, ‘Even you are a child,’ she said.
“But can you really win? Though I don’t see you challenging the battle without winning. Though your mother Lou from the past, she’s pretty good at it, isn’t she?
When Kuhn, who was leaning against the wall and arm-wrestling, expressed his doubts, he now grabbed the radish and Niyali and Arsia turned to his sister.
“Pfft. Sister Coon. Remember the dishes I used to admire in the dishes I served to your father?
“Huh?… Oh, that happened too. Lou, your father was so happy that it was delicious, a dish from his father’s hometown that even his mother had never cooked yet……… you, no way”
Ha, and I notice something, and Kuhn wakes himself up from the wall. Frey, too, ah, leaked his voice low.
“Yes. without”… “came the first”… “(…) and (…) the food”… “(…) praised”… “the fee”… “. I mean, your mother hasn’t made it yet, and your father hasn’t eaten it in years. Preferred dishes! You can’t lose!
Arcia, who brings radishes to heaven like swords. I was totally drunk with myself. This kid is a little self-indulgent.
“” “Shiru ~……” “
“Shut up, kids!
Arcia barks again, taking the blame from two sisters and Alice.
In contrast, Frey, her sister, frowns a little and advises her sister.
“Not to say cowardly…… but is Arcia convinced by that way of winning? If you’re gonna regret this later, you better not do it, okay?
“They say there are these words in your father’s hometown.” The lion does everything in his power to capture the raven “. I, Me, will use all my hands to win!
“No, I feel a lot different about that…”
Frey wondered what it would be like to treat his own mother like a rabbit, but he knew that when this happened, his sister would never stop. He is a straight child in a good or a bad way.
“But doesn’t history change? If Ah-chan’s dishes admired in the future have been admired in the past, won’t they be gone a second time? Will the Spirit of Time fix that, too?
Alice is leaning her neck. Elna and Lynne, who were next door, also twisted their necks to think, um. Although Lynne pretended to think the most.
“That’s not a problem. If it were to be damaged, it would be the future of me, Me, or now me, Me! If you can beat your mother with that, drink tears!
Even if the future has changed, if the timeline is different, the future Arcia who suffers is not the same as Arcia here…… and Kuhn thought but didn’t say it to his mouth. Because the explanation is cumbersome.
No matter what the outcome, Grandma Toke will do a good thing. The name of the space-time god is not Dada.
“Anyway, this will eagle your father’s heart! Elna, please help me!
“Uh, yeah. Okay, I get it.”
It is Elna who can cook in this after Arcia. Let’s see, even though it’s small. You can cook a whole lot with a look on your face. Of course, like my mother Else, for some reason the dishes I make, the dishes I make don’t get too spicy.
Conversely, the other daughters were as if cooking was no good. Other than Arcia and Erna, Yayun, my oldest sister, can only do a little. In other words, as things stand, only Erna can be an assistant.
Arcia swings the knife out of her back hips down to the meat on the slab.
“This battle, here you go!