Itâs not a cow, itâs a meat of wild rabbits, so a master staring at a bowl of wild rabbits is causing his face to cramp.
Is something wrong?
I eat one mouthful, but the smell is well removed and it is delicious.
Iâm getting better and better at cooking rice, so no problem.
A little spicy is delicious.
âWhat a bowl using âkomeâ. Uh, this is wild rabbit meat.â
Wow, Mr. Druidâs full smile.
And yet, for some reason, is it your fault that it looks black?
ââKomeâ⌠thatâs bait. Humans eat it! Donât eatâ Kome â!
The master pokes the spoon at Mr. Druid and says it out.
I donât know, you have a lot of rejection.
Would that be so bad?
Even though itâs delicious.
âSo didnât Ivy ask you if there was anything you couldnât eat before cooking? Master, you didnât say anything, did you? Wasnât it, Ivy?
Do we talk here?
Sure, âIs there anything you canât eat?â I heard.
I just have to ask you to give up even if something comes out that you canât eat, than you didnât say anything.
But I guess I didnât think the rice used as bait would come.
âRight.â
In the meantime, letâs just look at the results and respond.
Thatâs what Iâm saying.
âDruid, you set it up.â
Instead of fitting it, itâs like the master himself fitted it.
âThe master would have been on board, too, but he deserved it. Come on, master, eat. Because it tastes good.â
âUgh, I didnât know weâd be eating bait this yearâŚâ
If you hate me that much, donât want to know why.
âWhy do you refuse so much? \n
âOlder people would be worse off with rejection.â
Tilt your neck to Mr. Druidâs words.
Older people are better?
âHey, Iâm still young. Donât treat me like an old man.â
âThen you can eat, right? If youâre still a young master.â
Hahahaha, definitely payback to earlier.
Youâve never seen such a black Druid before ~.
Gently take your gaze off the two of you and focus on eating.
Looking at it kind of looks bad for digestion.
Oh, I havenât heard why you hate rice.
⌠Iâll see you later, Iâd rather not talk to you now.
âUgh, damnâŚâ
Oh, I ate.
I was out of my sight, but Iâm curious, so Iâll keep an eye on whatâs going on.
The crease between your eyebrows is terrible.
Could it not have fit your mouth?
â⌠delicious.â
âIvyâs dishes are delicious. âKomeâ looks wellâŚâ
âYou look just like a poisonous bug egg.â
âAhahahahaha, you shouldnât think about thatâ
Hmm?
You look just like a poisonous bug egg?
I didnât know that.
So I wonder if theyâll hate me because of my appearance.
âAnd itâs delicious. Thereâs no smell in the meat habits of wild rabbits. Nice one.â
Good.
Looks like he liked it.
âBut I thought Iâd eat Kome a lot.â \nâEh.â
I donât know what to do.
âIvy is challenged to cook with a variety of ingredientsâ
Thank you, Mr. Druid.
It was helpful because I had no idea how to convince you.
Iâll be sure to thank you later.
âHo, even though youâre young. How did you treat the smell of wild rabbits? It stinks a little, even if itâs fresh.â
âI use medicinal herbsâ
âHerbs for cooking? Do you use that stuff for cooking?â
âExactly. Havenât you heard of it even in your master?
âOh, Iâm not into cooking, but thatâs a lot of information coming in. but youâve never heard of cooking with medicinal herbs. When it comes to eating with medicinal herbs, itâs wild bat soup you donât even want to recallâ
Nobato soup.
I donât like your master either.
âIvy, who can use herbs to make it taste great, is amazing!
Iâm using my previous knowledge, so Iâm kind of a little backward when they say that.
Wandering his gaze, Pong and his hand get on his head.
When I look at you, your master is staring at me.
âMaster?
âYoung but amazing, Ivy isâ
I donât know, I donât think my reaction has changed a bit since just now.
Until now, I donât know where the thorns are, but itâs like getting rid of somethingâŚ
Thatâs a little different.
Itâs friendly, but itâs like being observedâŚâŚ difficult.
âRight. Wow.â
A deep wrinkle is engraved in the masterâs eye buttocks for a moment only.
Oh, different smile.
It wasnât the grin I felt behind me, it was a flash but I seemed really happy.
\nâReally? Arenât you annoyed?
When I look at Mr. Druid, his face is turning into a grumpy thing.
Thereâs someone in my place whoâs angry with me.
I think thatâs a happy thing.
âI donât care. Because Mr. Druid will be here.â
âWhat? Me?
âYes. Do you believe the rumors?
âNo way, I donât believe you.â
âIf a loved one doesnât get swept up by rumors, I donât care, and I donât have any anger.â
ââŚâŚâŚâŚâŚ rightâ
âYes.â
The two of us finish the washing and return to the front of the tent with dishes and new tea.
Looking at my neighbor, she looks like sheâs away today.
So Iâm renting the desk and chair I left unauthorized.
Letâs make something good next time and thank you.
Master, Iâd like to ask you a few questions.
âOh, my God. This tea is delicious.â
âThatâs the tea leaf Ivy found in the woods. Do you have any idea what is causing Grubal to become ferocious?
âIn the woods, thatâs amazing. I did a little research on Gulbal, but I didnât know what caused it. But he hasnât been a Grubbal in a long time, but other demons have suddenly become violent.â
I need to talk about Gulbal and tea⌠youâre clever.
âIt was a long time ago? What was the cause then?
âI donât know that very well. You know, ferocious for eating dead demons in their lifespan.â
âHuh? What is that?â
Dead demons in their lifespan?
Mr. Druid sees his master with a strange look.
But the master, too, just shrugs his shoulders for not knowing anything more.
Unfortunately, there seemed to be no thread for a resolution.