The Weakest Tamer Trash Picking Journey Begins

"Dad, I want you to stir it in your pan."

I rented a kitchen and started cooking for storage, but I'm busier than I thought.

"Okay."

Maybe a little too greedy.

But it's convenient to keep it in a magic bag.

It is too harsh to return to the old dried meat and fruit.

After all, we have to work hard.

"Ah, it's a little burnt!

"Don't worry about it, I don't care about it."

I'm glad your father is generous.

Oh, is it okay to burn this?

I'm supposed to use white sauce for soup... well, I guess it's a little bit okay.

"The bread is burning. It smells good."

Chemia gave me baked bread from the oven.

The good aroma of bread spreads softly to the room.

It's almost three hours since we started cooking.

I'm hungry, so I'm going to reach for bread.

"Still, I'll think of something interesting. Bread with herbs."

"Ahahah, it seemed delicious..."

On the night I was taught to make bread, I somehow remembered the bread of my previous life.

One of them was to knead the herbs into the dough and bake them.

It seemed easy, so I tried it, but it was delicious.

So when I got up and mixed it up, Mr. Chemia came to help me.

Chemia and I were in a hurry.

Dad's "I'm a little strange" stung me in the heart.

"What's that?

Stop working on Chemia's question, wrapping up six pieces of crumbled bread dough.

"Um, I thought I'd fill it up and bake it."

Because she is an unusual child, I blew it out thinking it would be okay even if I did a lot of things.

Thanks to that, there is a line of cooking bread in front of me that I loved in my previous life.

I'm surprised you put the side dish in the bread.

"Ivy, you're making something interesting again."

My father, who finished baking the sauced meat, looked at me and smiled bitterly.

Arrange bread wrapped in iron plates, spray with mist, and wait for twice as much fermentation.

"Because it seemed delicious. I don't think so. Does it look weird?

Ask your father quietly.

"Well, a little unusual, but a little unusual."

"Already."

Looking at your father,

"I'm sorry, but I wish I could have said something a little more decent, but 'unusual'...."

"Ahahaha. I don't care."

My father laughs at the shock he's taking.

Soup is ready now. What about the stew? "

"Because the taste is irritating when it cools, it is still chilled in the pan. When it gets cold, I'll warm it up and put it in my magic bag."

Write the name and number of dishes on paper while putting the finished dishes in a magic bag.

This way, you can quickly see what happened and how many are left.

"Okay, I think we can separate them. If the bread in the oven burns, shall we have lunch? Mr. Chemia, why don't you have lunch?

Your father calls out to Mr. Chemia.

"Fufu. Riffle said we should have lunch together. What do you think?"

I bowed my neck to Mr Chemia's words.

The kitchen is occupied, but is it okay?

"I'm baking the Four I took down on the third day in the garden. Shall we eat together?

I hear Four is definitely a monster around Hathal Village.

Hmm?

Did I take care of it?

Seeing Chemia, she looks skinny and young, but in her 60s.

"Was Chemia an adventurer?

"What? No. I have always been the daughter of this inn. My father begged me to hunt and said," I'll crush the inn, so do something to get me some meat. "So I tried my best to hunt my own food."

Wow.

I don't know what kind of monster Four is, but I can hunt him.

"Nowadays there are no monsters around this village that can't be hunted."

It's really amazing.

Ah, do you even know about the monster climbing the wall?

I've been interested since I heard that the monster repellent didn't work.

"There are monsters that don't work against monsters. Can you hunt that too?

"Oh, you mean climbing the wall? Of course you can hunt. Besides that, it's delicious. So as soon as the alarm goes off, I'm headed for the wall."

Wall climbing?

Could it be his name?

I don't think so.

"Um, what's a wall climb?

"Huh? Ah, I'm used to the way I call it climbing walls, and it's a monster that doesn't work. The monster's name is Folgan, but I used to call it a wall climb in the village before I could name it, so I'm more familiar with it. That's what you call it."

Before you got a name?

Oh, I see.

You don't have a name because it's the first monster found in this village?

"Oh, it looks like the bread is cooking."

When I open the oven, the bread on the third day burns.

This is bread mixed with herbs.

Well, shall we have lunch?

Put the baked bread in the basket and follow Chemia.

Outside the back door of the inn, there was a large garden where the owner was baking a large chunk of meat.

"Oh, excuse me for saying you're just in time."

"You can talk the way you always do. It's easier that way. I'll let you do the same."

The shopkeeper lowered his head small in his father's words.

"I've been the owner of the inn for decades and I'm not good at it."

Chemia laughs at the owner's words.

When I'm out of my mind, I can't help but talk.

"Ah, follow me. I'm afraid I'm going to fail someday."

"Oh, it's okay to pretend when you need it."

"Really? I'd be happy if I could. Come on."

The owner splits the Four up and gives it to Chemia.

"Thank you. Smells good."

"You're as good as ever."

"For meat!

A plate of similarly gorgeously cut meat is then served to me.

"I'm sorry, I can't eat this much."

"Hmm? Bad. It's a habit."

In a hurry, the shopkeeper chopped the Four into small pieces and put the grilled vegetables on the plate.

"Yes"

"Thank you."

"Ivy can talk the way he always does."

Ah, yes.

As usual... to someone other than your father?

The rattlers are close, but the shopkeeper has just met and is quite old.

What am I supposed to tell you?

"Ah, delicious. The taste of meat is strong."

I see. This is delicious. "

My father nodded at my words when he was eating next door.

"Isn't that right? Yes! If you still have room in your magic bag, would you like to bring some of Four's meat?

What?

You want some food for Mr. Chemia?

That won't work.

I will say it instead of the second time.

You're eating fast.

"Since I climbed the wall, the number of Four has grown. It's easier to hunt, so there's plenty of meat."

Chemia points in a direction as she speaks.

A small building that stands first in the garden.

"What is that?

"It's a meat-only storage area, but I hunted four of them three days ago, and the room is full. Don't you want it? Can I have it?

I hunted four of them.

In that case, even if you give me a little, will it be okay?

"Well, if Chemia says it's good, I want it."

"Really? Can you take it? Thank you."

"No, thank you very much. Hey, Dad."

I see. Thank you. "

I got some delicious meat.

Because the flavour is strong, salt alone is delicious enough.

Let's use Four to make something from this afternoon.