Chapter 352

Chapter 352: 352

Squeeze with wheat, water and salt in a glass ball.\n

Today, make your first gyoza.

It is unclear if I will succeed because I rely on my memory to make it.

Even if it just fails, it should work out because it’s made with edible ingredients.

“That’s a lot of work.”

“Right. Probably the best dish I’ve ever cooked.”

The dishes I have made so far are easier than today’s Gyoza.

Some memories are vague, so I don’t know if they can be reproduced accurately.

In the meantime, it is a dish that can be eaten.

“That’s right. I’d like to ask Mr. Druid something.”

“What?”

Watch the clever Mr. Druid squeezing the dough with one hand as he chops the vegetables to be placed inside the gauza.

“Is there anything like Mr. Ashley that shocks and obscures your memory?

You’ve been wondering, haven’t you?

Even if I remember Mr. Ashley that day, I was normally able to get an answer.

Especially strange, I can tell you there wasn’t one.

Yet later, I was surprised to hear that I didn’t remember.

“It can happen if you get a mental or psychological shock. Sometimes, the shock to the head erases memories before and after that.”

“It is.”

Mr. Ashley didn’t have a head shock, so he had a mental or psychological shock, right?

Didn’t you want to admit so much that you were scared of demons?

“Among those who have experience of being attacked by demons are those who are as heartbroken as Ashley Regiment members. Some of them are insurmountable and give up adventurers and vigilantes.”

Are there even people who will stop?

“There are always specialist teachers in each village and town. But there’s a glitch to get to them.”

“Goto?”

“Ah. Even though I know you can help me, it’s very courageous to expose my weak parts to people.”

“Right.”

It took courage to admit I had no stars, too.

It’s not like I understand it with my head or take it properly.\n

I’m here with all kinds of support.

“I’m sure Mr. Ashley will be fine, won’t she?

“He’ll be fine. I’ve got a lot to get over, but I’m blessed with my boss.”

“Good.”

There are experienced people around him, aren’t there?

I’m sure I can get over it.

“Is this what you’re supposed to pinch?

“Soft as an earlobe sounds ideal”

“… it seems easy to understand, I don’t know”

“Eh, that’s pretty good.”

“Okay.”

I mixed vegetables and meat and also made utensils, and then I just wrapped them up.

… so we need to stretch the skin round.

“Mr. Druid, I want you to make a small sphere like this”

Take a small amount of squeezed wheat and turn it around to make a clean sphere.

Show that to Mr. Druid and make him remember how big it is.

“Okay, we should make it a sphere the same size, right?

“Yeah. ‘Cause if you turn it into a sphere, it looks like it’s gonna be easy to do the next task”

Stretch the smaller sphere out on a wooden plate using a stick.

I bought this for today.

“Hmm, it’s hard to stretch into a beautiful circle.”

You’re clumsy, aren’t you, me?

Still, I feel like I could get a little prettier circular skin.

… Should I wrap it up?

The two of us worked silently and finally the last one.

I was able to stretch into a beautiful circle compared to the first one.

“Tired ~”

You still have to skin the equipment, don’t you? \nI knew it would be a lot of work.

But we’re almost there when we get here!

Place the utensil in the center of the stretched skin and wrap it in the skin.

You’re about to break your skin if you’re not careful.

“Wrapped”

I wrapped it up, but you’re all dressed up.

And.

“Good day. What’s up?

Mr. Druid looks at me with a strange look as I put one of the gauzas on my palm and claw between my eyebrows.

“It’s more than twice the size of Gyoza I remember, why not?

Whatever you think, it sticks out of your palm.

Even though the ideal size is about two bites you can eat… no matter how you look at it, you can’t eat it with two bites.

“It won’t be a problem if it’s big. He said it was just good for eating. So, what are we gonna do with this?

“Hmm, let’s bake today”

“Then I can do it.”

Mr. Druid took the frying pan.

“After a little cooking, it’s like adding water, liding and steaming”

Copy that.

Mr. Druid is cooking for me, so I’ll prepare the salad and white rice.

“Shall we eat in the room today?”

“Yeah, you are.”

I’m a little tired of the dishes I start to make, so I want to enjoy a slow meal in my room.

Nevertheless, you didn’t expect it to take so long.

“I got a clean scorch, and you’ll be fine. Yes, done.”

All the food except gyoza has been moved to the room, so all you have to do is take the baked gyoza.

“It smells so good. I’m hungry ~”

“Me too, I almost stumbled on the way”

I washed it while I was baking, except for the frying pan.

\nThere’s someone like that.

“I have parents who give a similar name to want their children to have the courage and justice of that person. Not as many as it used to be, but it’s still one of the most popular names.”

I see, so many names resemble Tableau.

“You had such an amazing person”

Isn’t it amazing that you eliminated demons all over the world?

“It was a long time ago, so it could be exaggerated.”

I wonder if that is the case.

But to some extent, it should be true.

Tablo, my father’s name.

Did he have his justice, too?

“Are you all right?

“What?”

“Looks like he’s got something in mind.”

That said, Mr. Druid reaches between my eyebrows.

Maybe the wrinkles were engraved.

“It’s okay.”

I’m not going to think about it.

Because it’s already in the past…

Is that it?

Speaking of which, it’s not painful to remember a family you’ve dumped before.

Before, I thought it was painful, regrettable and sad.

So I was trying not to remember.

But now, I know it was a sad thing to remember, but it doesn’t torment me any more.

Well, is that why you asked about the name?

Because it’s okay now to remember my father’s name I threw away.

Oh well.

“Now you look happy, don’t you?

“I’m glad to hear it.”