122 • Meat Cuisine - Raptors

Approximately two hours later, we assembled at the main house once again, completing the Giva Soup in every branch.

After this are the baking operations of the dried Poitan and the preparation of meat dishes.

The sun is just halfway between Midheaven and Sunset.

The rest of the time, roughly three and a half hours.

Well, it's at a good pace.

And even in the sacrificial hall of the example, it coincided when the Parent Council was started.

Wishing Ey-Fa good luck, we'll be working on the cooking instruction for Baked Poitans.

"The poitan exposed to the heavenly sun solidifies in this way, so dissolve this in water and return it to a semi-liquid form. Adjust slightly with the pattern and be careful not to overwater it."

Poitan doesn't have any more spares, so he needed to be careful not to burn him this time.

Let Sheila-Lou set an example first, tear the baked poitain apart a little bit, and have a tasting as well.

"How about that? It's a whole different thing from a boiled potato, isn't it?

There are fifteen women in the Sung family.

About half of them relaxed their expressions and about half of them moved their expressions clearly.

Do you think it's delicious?

I hope so, even.

"Giva meat drained of blood and roasted poiton. With this, it's possible to have a completely different dinner. Now, please make sure you cook the Poitan deliciously."

There were seven Kamadus in the main house, so this time we decided to mentor them man-to-man already.

Fifteen women from the Sung family take turns baking Poitans. If you're about to burn, the women in the leadership will follow you. It's harder to fail if you coach him so tightly.

It took me an hour to bake a poiton for roughly 130 people.

When that's over, it's finally meat dishes.

The first step is to create a marinated Myrmu grill juice.

"This is Myrmu. Chop this myrmu and aria coarsely and mix with the fruit liquor. The portions are one Myrmu and one aria and half for one fruit liquor. The quantity is so make a marinated juice in an iron pan and dip the meat in it"

Less than 200 grams of meat per head for use in Myrmu grill. Well, the volume is almost the same as the amount sold in the stalls.

To this, one spare rib at a time, it's still 200 grams of any Momo meat steak, accompanied by baked aria, and the dedication is over.

Cut meat for steak while soaking meat from Myrmu grill. At this point, until sundown, less than two hours.

It's going well.

This is the pace at which you will be able to use the cooking time set loosely in full and finish making it exactly.

"The food itself is going to make it.... but come on, will these ladies try to cook delicious dishes of their own free will tomorrow?

And, Meer Ray, my mother sneaks up on me whispering.

"Hmmm... I hope that's how even just a few of you feel after dinner..."

The outlook is endlessly dark.

Or - how far does something like "will" or "feelings" exist in these women?

"If Sung's settlement isn't this far away, we can come and slap our asses every day."

Mother Mia Ray, a servant, was also losing her energy.

As a Meer Ray mother, I guess she's been riding Sung's settlement with the intention of slapping the asses of arrogant women like Yamil-Sung and Zwei-Sung.

But if you open the lid, this still exists.

No matter how much you slap your ass, you're not even going to show a painful bareback, mud doll-like women - in just one day, fulfilling their consciousness reform, etc., would have been very impossible.

"And then, well, does it also depend on the human and male reactions in the main house? Whatever it is, Mida-Sung will continue to demand a delicious dinner. They should be obliged to respond to it."

And if you want to eat Gibba's meat deliciously, learn the skills of blood drainage and dismantling to do the hunter's job properly - that's why it's a consciousness reform for men. What kind of upside would that be?

Is Ai-Fa doing well?

"Asta, I've cut all the meat and aria apart," Sheila-Lou tells me.

"Thank you.... Then it's time for the soaked meat to go along, so let's cook that one first. Ladies and gentlemen, gather around the outside."

Myrmu grill has a lot of smoke, so I decided to set an example in the outdoor kamado.

"Place the meat in an iron pan and cook while mixing in a wooden slab to avoid burning. You should cook a small amount at first, right?... Sheila-Lou, please"

"Yes," Sheila-Lou grabbed a grip of meat and threw it inside the iron pan.

The smell of myrmu and fruit liquor spreads, and some ladies shake their shoulders, tingly.

"It smells delicious, doesn't it?

There was a Tour-Sung figure right next to me, so I called in a sneer.

Tour-Sung can swim his glassy ball-like eyes a little unreliable.

"... it smells so good"

"Yeah. So far, no one in the forest seems to hate this smell."

It is an intensely scented myrmu resembling garlic, but it is well received by the forest, both male and female.

"Once cooked, pour down a little pickle juice. And by doing so, we can enhance the flavor even more."

Incidentally, the meat is cut slightly thicker than the product in the dormitory town. It's a recipe for folks by the woods, which also shortened the time to marinate a little.

Besides, the members participating in the Parents' Conference should only be bringing wooden dishes for soup, so Myrmu baking will also be served on rubber nokimodoki plates. Therefore, I do not even hang the boiled juice. Plenty of teasing at this stage, and that's it.

"Yes. Now you're done. Then again, take a bite at a time..."

That's what I was about to say. Strange voices came out of my ears.

Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

"What is it, this sound?

A little off the hedge, I'll ear.

The sound felt as if it was twitching closer to us.

(Ah! No way......!) and the moment I came to think of it, I had a feeling I didn't want it to hit me.

And out of the shadow of the house came a giant object in the meat bun.

The distance is approximately ten meters.

My figure, just a few steps off the pedestrian walls, is locked on to that meat bun.

"... ohhhhhhhhhh...!" With a roar, a meat bun bursts in.

At the same time someone said, "Asta!" He shouted and grabbed me.

I fall down quickly and get clutched by an unscrupulously soft object.

I can see a glimpse of a frenzied meat bun in the dark hair ladder covering me in the eye.

They'll crush me! - And when I stifle my whole body.

A new shadow soared in, shaking something, black and elongated.

It's a grigi stick, used to carry iron pots.

The women with chestnut hair threw that grigi stick at the foot of the meat bun in a very graceful side-throw motion.

With a sharp tone of hiccups, Grigi's bars tease at elephant-like feet.

"Whoa, whoa!" and gave him a new roar, and the meat bun, he fell.

He rolls around dressed to blur our noses, crashes into the trees that were growing there, and stops.

"Not at all... now I wonder if I'm really human..."

The person who saved our lives snaps into a sigh of sigh, while his eyes narrow to his sleeping beard.

"It's okay now... shouldn't we stand up before him...?

"Yeah... thanks, sister Vina," the person wearing it over me wakes up slowly.

"Are you hurt, Asta?," the person smiling - as expected, was Raina-Lou.

"Ugh, yeah, that was you okay?

"Yes. I'm sorry I popped you all of a sudden"

Keep your head across my belly, looking sorry.

Hot body temperature and a soft feel.

This attitude is reminiscent of Rutim's feast, even if it is in response.

Rayna-Lew stood loose after staring me in the face at the end.

"You idiot... such a way of sheltering. Then we'll just be trampled together...?

"Yeah. I'm sorry. I knew you wouldn't be my sister Vina."

Vina-Lou, who has a puffy face, and Raina-Lou, who gets embarrassed.

I quickly stood up while comparing the sisters in an uncomplicated mood.

"Both of you, thank you. Thanks to you, I picked up my life."

Vina-Lou glanced at me with a narrowed eye, then glanced over the meat bun.

Meat buns - Mida-Sung wakes up a giant with a pompous face.

"That... what was Mida doing...?

Like a toddler, a tall voice.

It's Mida-Sun.

It's Mida-Sung.

Most of all, it looks like a breath disaster, but it is as full of monsters as ever.

"... ahhh! Yes! It smells so good! It smelled so good that Mida came running in a hurry...?

"Dinner comes after sundown! Until then, keep her company!

A powerful, tense voice slams off Mida-Sung's confused voice.

It is Meer Ray's mother.

Mida-Sung stands up as he shrugs his crushed nose into the trees.

"But... Mida's hungry...?

"Then even dried meat! Other men put up with it, too, so I can't just treat you special!

Mother Meer Ray stood in front of Mida-Sung, freshly mauled.

She is a fine physique Meer Ray mother for the ladies, but of course, she looks as small as a child in front of Mida-Sung.

But Mother Meer Ray isn't frightened at all as she looks up at Mida-Sung's creepy face, which is high for two heads.

"Damn, you're not snuggly! I've been thinking about this for a long time, but what is that crappy body? If you eat as much as you like because you're hungry, you'll break your body, won't you? Don't even remember to put up with it!

"... yeah..." Mida-Sun mumbled.

"But Mida..."

"But it's not! By and large, what the hell are you doing on such a high day!? If you were a hunter, would you be right around the time you were chasing Gibba in the woods?

It is a true argument.

But Mida-Sung raised a very dissatisfied voice as he shook his bulge and swollen cheeks.

"I'm done with your work today... Mida caught a big giva...?

"Hmm? Really? So where did you end up with that giva?

"I've hung myself at Yamil's house... see, I'm not lying...?

And because Mida-Sung reached for the stick that was basically lowering to its waist, I almost stepped out reflexively.

Its right arm is grabbed by Raina-Lou and its left arm by Vina-Lou.

Mida-Sung poked the tip of the stick of that hand at the tip of Mother Meer Ray's nose.

"Hmm... Giva's hair and blood are creeping up"

"That's right... Giva was in a trap, so Mida put a stop to it...?

Then, Mother Meer Ray grinned and slapped Mida-Sung's giant wood-like arm, pounding.

"You did a fine job hunter. Then I'll feed you a decent meal, so wait at home. The meat is about to be cooked."

Mida-Sung raised his disgusting voice, "Hehe," and shook his cheekmeat again.

Apparently the fat is too thick to move a decent look.

Vina-Lou's fingertips, which grabbed my left arm, can be painfully powerful.

I suppose you endure spookiness.

And Mida-Sung saw me.

Small eyes, like piglets, shine like wet.

"... you really came... you weren't lying about what Yamir was saying..."

"... thank you for hitting on me."

"I'm glad... you're feeding Mida something delicious...?

"Yes. And I was in the middle of teaching the Sung family how to make it so they could have some delicious food tomorrow, too, right?

Mida-Sun just repeated, "I'm glad..." to see if he understood my words.

"Be a good girl at home if you find out. This is a pile of work."

To Mother Meer Ray's words, "Yeah......" Now let her mandible.

Maybe I meant to nod, but I guess fat gets in the way and that doesn't bother me either.

"It's a promise...? Let Mida eat something delicious...?

"Yes, stay tuned"

Mida-Sung tried to return the calumny.

I'm relieved.

And caught in thoughts like electric shock.

"Um, Mida-Sun! If there's too much aria in the main house, could you let me buy it with copper coins?

Meer Ray's mother looks back a lot.

Mida-Sung also turns to this side of the body.

"As a matter of fact, I just dropped Aria on the ground, and I'm just a little short on numbers. If you have any extra Aria here, I'd like to buy it.... How about that?

"... the food pantry is hung with a candle...?

In a high voice, Mida-Sun said so.

"I'm hung up on you so Mida can't stumble on me...?

"Really? That's a shame.... Aria is delicious, isn't it?

Mida-Sun blinks emotionally illegible eyes like animals.

"... Mida doesn't know the name of the vegetables...?

"Was I? That vegetable that was used in the dishes you bought in Accommodation Town before is Aria."

"... Hmm..." Mida-Sung puts his little lips over his lack of interest.

"... if you want to remove the candle, you're going to call Yamil...?

"Oh, no, it's cool. Then I'll try to do it as much as I have left.... Thank you very much"

Mida-Sung walked away, snapping like he was "hungry......" or something.

"He's a lot more of a brainless kid again.... but some of them are pretty cute, huh?

"... stop joking..." Vina-Lou says, grabbing my arm.

"Ugh, disgusting... how come that youngest brother always comes out..."

"Haha. Sister Vina really doesn't like that youngest brother," Raina-Lou laughs innocently.

Again, keep grabbing my right arm.

"By the way, Asta, are you that short of aria? I think that's enough for a meat accompaniment."

I lovingly laughed back at my suspicious mother, Meer Ray.

"Right. Don't have to. I don't mind at all. Let's just make it in a minute."

Of course, Aria is not short at all because there have been eight cancellations.

With my beautiful sisters capturing my arms, I fly my gaze backwards.

Neighborhood between Kama and Kama. Perfectly closed food bank doorboards.

(He said the candlestick is hung... then where is that food bin ready to go in and out from?

The swollen suspicion in me seemed to finally gain shape there, though obscure.