"Alas, where did Dia get to mouth Asta and the others' dishes?

When Eurifia asked in wonder, Dia looked back at you, smiling softly.

"About two days ago, I interrupted an inn town stall. The food and confectionery were wonderful."

"Well. You're a very quiet person, but you surprise us sometimes, Dia"

Eurifia grinned gracefully, offering her smooth fingertips to Dia.

"Whoa, let me introduce you once again, but this is Dia, who's the head chef at Castel Genos. You've been a cook known for years as Genos' bi-perfect."

"It's a waste of time"

Dia was only smiling softly.

Today, she is dressed in white cooking clothes. I guess the only thing that looked like a traveler's cape that day was sneaking people's eyes like Roy and Dial and the Fermes. It was an extremely convincing story that she was a citizen of the castle town, as she was originally the one who had an elegant atmosphere.

What you're wearing is so different, otherwise it looks no different than when you saw it in Inn Town two days ago.

He brings the noticeable brown hair of the white thing together in a dough at the top of his head. Its face, yellowish and brown-skinned like the people of Genos, was as lustrous as your young daughter's, even though it was very old and calm.

Age would be about 40 years past. It's a middle meat mid back and doesn't have a noticeable look to it when it comes to this. However, what an impressive person he was to have a relaxed manner of speaking like an old woman and a very gentle and soft expression.

"The other day, I'm sorry I didn't even give you a name. Please note that we just wanted to enjoy cooking and confectionery as a single guest at that time"

"Yes, no... if you like our food, I'd be delighted."

"Yeah, that's already... all the food, it tasted great. I can't remember how long it's been since I've had this surprise."

Then, while Eurifia smiled like a prank, she said, "I guess so."

"'Cause you've never been interested in the cooking of another cook before, have you? You've always been obsessed with your training."

"That is not the case. However, I had a daily job.. no matter how interested I was, I just didn't leave the office."

"Yeah. Still, you're finally going to get your heavy hips up and head out to Inn Town. Which was the aim, Asta's cooking or Tour-Din's confectionery?

"Both of them... let's see"

Dia smiled, narrowing her eyes as if she were a Kannon statue.

"Rumor has it that other people around the woods can enjoy a lot of delicious Giva dishes.. how much interest they were supposed to get in dealing with Giva meat on their own, etc."

"But today, it's a tea party. As for the Giva dishes, I'd like to ask you to take care of the cook with Asta again."

That being said, Eurifia laughed at Tour-Din and Limi-Lu.

"I'm sorry, but could you get the confectionery ready until the minute of Dia's today? And of course, I want you to taste your confectionery because I will make Dia lump your share."

"Also, of course!," Thur-din was to respond as he set his cheeks on fire. Rimi-Lou also looks happy with all the "wow" jumping up.

"Well, let's get you started.... Ah, Tour-din. Odifia wants me to show her how the cook is again. Yes, but can you forgive me?

"Of course," he said, now a tour-din with a wholeheartedly happy smile. Odifia, who had not been able to exchange words with Tour-Din, jumps off the chair like she could not reveal, and walks down to Tour-Din.

"Hiccup, Odifia."

When Tour-Din called it that way with the same smile on his face, Odifia nodded "Yeah," and took that hand. The truth is, I guess the eyes are where I want to hug them too.

"And then they want to disturb Refraia, Dial and Alishna, too. It's going to be a lot of people, thank you."

Other faces rise up according to the word. Apparently, a majority of the members are leaving the scene.

"Now, once you're excused. I will finish the confectionery in a separate room, so please use the cook as you please."

Dia gratefully smiled at us, then walked away first.

We'll take Shayla's guide to the cook. Chiffon-Cher for Refraia, Larvis for Dial, and an elderly maid for Odifia, only Arishna is single. And then there were about two samurai officers as escorts, secretly following to the rear.

"Dia is a treat for people, I'm looking forward to it! I wonder what kind of treat it is!

Limi-Lew is making strides in an almost skip-like foothold. Those creepy eyes eventually captured the appearance of a young princess walking in the vicinity of Tour-Din.

"Hey, hey, you eat people's treats every day called Dia, right? What kind of treat does he make?

"What kind of freak......", Odifia leans her little neck, with no expression.

"Dia's freak is... so pretty"

"So pretty? How does it taste?"

"I... smell good."

"Yeah, yeah, sweets smell sweet and good!

"... Odifia prefers Tour-din"

Ultimately, Odifia's gray eyes are directed toward the fleshy Tour-din. Tour-Din was staring back at it, smiling with a look full of charity.

"Oh, my God! Looking forward to it! Rayna, be proud of the sisters too!

Though Odifia didn't get any informative information at all, Limi-Lew's expectations didn't seem to be compromised.

Plus, they totally wiped out the trauma the first time they mouthed Timaro's sweets in Castle Town. I guess the numerous treats I tasted in Castle Town afterwards overwrote my pleasant memory.

Eventually we arrive at the cook, and we get to work.

And all your servants stood on the wall, and beheld their work. It was Dial who raised his voice first.

"Hey, hey, Asta's making sweets today, too, right?

"Yeah. I'm only an aside. I was able to find some interesting treats, so I asked for a tasting."

With this rash on my face, I couldn't help but behave in the same tone as usual.

"A pancake is a pastry stuffed with chaska. Chaska is a Sim ingredient, but I'd love it if Dial liked it."

"Huh. Shaska's sweets have already been fed many times, so I'm sure they'll be fine."

Dial in a dress spills his white teeth very frankly. Regardless of the clothes he was wearing or the tone of his tone, Deal's greatest attraction should have been this diverse look.

"Asta, one thing, I'd like to ask you"

And now Arishna comes up with a voice.

Dial was sidelined and set to dazzle you.

You know, I was talking to Asta right now.

"Yes. Weren't you finished talking? Then I'll wait."

"No, there's no end to the chatter, no snag... oh, that's enough. If you want to talk, why don't you just talk?

"Thank you," she said, and then Alishna stared at me with her eyes at the lake at night.

"Asta, how about a diplomat from Wang Du?

Indeed, the eye-fa, which was lined up on the wall just as your lady did, reacts perfectly.

"What happened to the Diplomat of Wang Du? Why do you care about him?

"Yes. That one, People Without Stars, is eager to find out. I'm getting all sorts of questions."

Ai-Fa put his arms together and looked at Arishna with a fairly sharper look.

"Right. That Fermes has been visiting you every now and again."

"Yes. Did you know?

"From Asta, that's what I was hearing. Asta told me about it."

It was Shayla who always delivered 'Giva Curry' to Alishna who told me that. The Shayla, reluctant of you ladies, withheld from outside the door with Rudd-Lou.

"Yes. Recently, finally, I've settled down, but until now, I've been visiting, frequently. It's all about, People Without Stars."

"... nothing was asked about Asta?

"Asked. But I didn't answer."

Ey-fa frowned in disgust.

"What do you mean you didn't answer? Is the opponent a nobleman of the king's capital?

"Let's answer, I didn't. Asta, I can't read, star, because it's People Without Stars. You can't talk about me, Asta."

"I mean... he's been asking you about Asta's fate."

Alishna nodded yes.

"I don't like it," Ey-Fa exclaims in a low voice as he finally gets a noisy eye.

"Hey, what are you talking about earlier? What's" The Starless People "?

When Dial snapped his mouth, Arishna looked back at you like a graceful sham cat.

"People Without Stars," it's the astrologer's word. Star Reading, Interested, Interested?

"There's no way there is. Why would you want to dye your hands in such a monstrous technique?"

Dial clung his lower lip as he glanced at his face. He is an adorable and petty face with a bit of a place to go to Lara-Lew as well.

"Sorcery was doomed hundreds of years ago, contraindications, right? Isn't star reading a contraindication that leads to it?

"No. Star reading, remnants of witchcraft, just. If contraindicated, even Sims, were forbidden, I think."

"Still, it's like magic, after all. I don't think the people of the kingdom should touch it."

After I said it that way, Dial turned back towards me.

"Speaking of which, you keep the people of the sanctuary in Asta's house, don't you? Are they the ones who don't use suspicious magic?

"No. Apparently, the people of the sanctuary are on a mission to await the awakening of the great god Ameshorn. Until the Great God wakes up, I can't use magic, and I'm not allowed to try to use it..."

That was my own theory about what Tia told me.

Whatever it is, it is only a sure story that Tia is a raw wild child, as opposed to dealing with witchcraft.

"Hmm. Then maybe it's more harmless than the people of the east. Well, if you weren't, you wouldn't be allowed to tear the sanctuary people up in the kingdom's territory."

Dial shrugged his shoulder and once again glanced at Arishna.

"Anyway, it's not a good idea to confuse people with the art of star reading. Shouldn't you be wearing one, too?

"Yes. Star reading, pleasure. Marquis Genos, I treat you that way, and I, too, should treat you that way, I think. .. so star reading, strong interest, holding, the diplomat of Wang Du, I am horrified"

"What's scary? Like trying to abuse the art of star reading?

"No. The fate of others, the fate of the world, trying to peek in, dangerous, I think. That would be contraindicated."

"Then don't turn him back... if he's noble to the king's capital."

On this occasion, there is also one martial officer who is your escort. Dial wiggled her dark, still short hair while decorating her silver hair.

"I don't know, you're talking hard."

And so Lifreia spoke to the lid.

"But as far as I can tell, isn't it the diplomat who's crossing the dangerous bridge? If that is an act that touches the wrath of the four great gods, then it must be the diplomats who will punish us.. I wonder if we, as the people of the kingdom, have nothing to fear if we are properly equipped"

"Yeah, well, you are. If Asta and I don't get caught up in some weird wind, I don't have anything to complain about."

"Astas, are there any fears that the people by the woods might get involved?

Asked directly from the front by Lifreia, Alishna shook her head "No".

"So far, I have no such fear or feeling"

"Then I guess it would be nice. Though you who are stuck with diplomats may not be exhausted."

Refraia's eyes are directed toward Ai-Fa.

Ai-Fa had a tough face and responded "um".

"Still, somehow, we just have to do our best to bond correctly. Even after this, we will act together."

"Oh, with the diplomats, they're going to look around Castle Town. Not a pleasant pleasure."

Then Odifia, who had been silent for a long time, also spoke.

"Tool-din, are you coming with me?

"Yes. After I finish this job, I plan to show you the castle town until sundown.... I would have been very happy to have Odifia with me."

Odifia leaned her neck strangely as Tour-Din smiled a little rustling.

"Odifia, too, would be happy to be with Tour-Din.... but Odifia's never been around town."

"Huh? Really?

"Yeah. When I'm in town, it's always coming. Not yet"

Tour-Din stops the hand of work and lowers his eyebrows in confusion.

Then Leflaia shrugs her shoulder saying, "That's right."

"I've hardly ever walked through town. I wonder if the approximate lady is."

"So the aristocrats spend all the time in the mansion?

I raised my voice that way, but Refraia was unresponsive.

Then he starts looking around with a rinsed face with his index finger around his quiet mandible.

"Do you hear voices coming from somewhere now? I didn't hear you very well."

"... so the aristocrats spend all the time in the mansion?

"No way, that's not true. I don't walk around town on my own feet because I use my car to get anywhere. I'm sure some of them like to sneak around town, hiding that they're nobles."

My words seem to have reached my ears, above all.

"It's just that I was so hard on my father that you were barely allowed to leave the mansion. Something my father was only allowed to leave the mansion for, like, a feast at Castle Genos or a dinner party at the extra house or a gathering where he would be present. Hey, Chiffon-Cher?

"Yes... Your father must have guided the princess above all else..."

Chiffon-Cher replied that way with a very calm smile.

How was the way Chiffon-Cher shakes himself with regard to the story of the people of the North being taken over by Jagal? From the exchange between the two, I could not find out about it.

(Though, I can't even ask questions in a place like this. Refraiers and I want to talk slowly without people's eyes)

Chiffon-Cher's eyes turned to me when I thought that way.

On its white side, there is another fluttering smile. It is an attractive smile, more softer than before.

"Speaking of which, it's almost a harvest festival by the woods, and is it hard to accompany Chiffon-Cher?

Refraia looked impressed, "Huh?" I rounded my eyes.

"The kind of samurai was supposed to keep you company, right? Even the Euriphias do, so I can't be the only one to accompany them."

"Oh well. I was accompanying Sanjula last time, so I thought I couldn't do anything about it."

"Sanjula was more of an escort than a squire, and besides, he was in a position to bond back to the people by the woods. It's a different story to accompany a samurai."

So Refraia smiled a worrisome smile.

"Besides, getting Chiffon-Cher, the people of the North, out is hard to forgive. I've only been accompanied once before to Accommodation Town... but that's something Marquis Genos has specifically forgiven me for."

"Oh yeah... that's a shame. I'm sorry to hear that."

Then Refraia brought her head and revealed her expression.

"Asta, you want to invite Chiffon-Cher to the woods, too, right?

"Yeah. To be clear, that's what I'm talking about."

"Then you can wait for the time. If Chiffon-Cher decides to move to Jagal, Marquis Genos will forgive him once or so."

Refraia had a powerful grin, as she shook off something.

Chiffon-Cher stares at Lifreia with a seemingly distracting look.

"As early as possible, you will be able to set a date during the silver month. Then, of course, I'd like you to join me."

"Yeah, of course that is. But..."

Did Chiffon-Cher decide to transfer God to the Southern God?

That's how I tried to ask, but watching Refraia smile, I couldn't move my tongue.

If I kept asking this question any more, I would think that I would be overflowing with tears from Leflaia's eyes again - again.

For Refraia, Chiffon-Cher is becoming irreplaceable. What Musul once said was deeply engraved in my heart.

"Well, first of all, it's a feast in six days, isn't it? You're not looking forward to Odifia, are you?

"Yeah. It's so smudging"

"I, too, am amused. But the feast we know isn't the same, so don't let the Melfrides scold you too much."

"Yeah. Okay."

Both are twelve and six year old princesses, who looked as beautiful as French dolls. Cut just there, it looked like a scene in a picture book.

Chiffon-Cher is also breathing in relief. Perhaps we should not have raised the subject of Chiffon-Cher in a place like this where there are many third parties standing. So the position of the people of the North is delicate in the kingdom of the west.

(When Chiffon-Cher becomes a people of the South like that, we can treat him as a friend without worries... but if he moves to Jagal, yes, I guess he won't get a chance to visit Genos)

So much thought, I withheld my thoughts once.

Whatever it is, it is only after Easter that the migration story begins in earnest. Even the parties, Chiffon-Cher and Refraia, still have an uncertain mind, so it was the only thing I could care less about.

(Besides, even the Balan guys are coming all the way out to see me. Even if Chiffon-Cher moved to Jagal, it shouldn't be forever goodbye)

When I finished molding the pancakes, I looked back at the iron oven.

"Then let me use that kiln. I'll put the fire in, so be careful, everyone."

"Yes!" Rimi-Lou responds well. I guess I was concentrating on my work, whilst listening to everyone's conversation. In order to connect the Vulcans with a lot of interactions, the working hours here were so narrow to the limit.

First, at the Tea Party, we bring delicious sweets to your ladies.

One step at a time, if you do what's right in front of you, a bright end should open up.

With that in mind, I decided to light the firewood with Lana's leaves.