Inazuma swordsmith named Senko Muramasa

Even if he doesn't use elemental power now, he won't be captured by humans.

Look at me sliding to avoid your grasp and running away with the fried tofu in my mouth.

The little fox spun sideways, using inertia to slip through the gap between his hand and the tabletop, and then...

As she slid, the big hand reached down and grabbed her big pink tail.

Then he lifted her up before her head reached the colander.

"You are not allowed to eat before dinner, even if you are a fox worshipped by someone."

Muramasa's face and hands told her "I got you" from both a spiritual and physical perspective.

“Hu…hu?”

The pink-haired fox looked left and right in disbelief, never expecting that the other party could actually catch him.

“∑hu——!!!”

The upside-down view and the cooking scene suddenly awakened a long-forgotten memory.

That was a long time ago, when she was caught by the current "Thor" when she tried to steal the meal made by another "Thor".

"What should we do with it?"

"Hehe~ This little thing's tail is its weak point? She seems stuck, let her go."

"Well, now that you put it that way."

"If you do it again, I will kill you without mercy."

The dual control of memory and weakness made the fox's limbs lose strength, and its hands were raised upside down as if in surrender.

"Even if you act cute, I won't let you go."

Muramasa curled his lips and said this, but he just put her aside.

"hu..."

The fox, whose head had regained the high ground, still looked dazed and just sat there motionless as if wilted.

"You're not stupid, are you?"

"Forget it, cooking first."

Because the fox delayed a little time, the oil temperature was a little out of control.

Adjust the firepower and prepare to blast again.

Look at the little fox over there and catch a few more shrimps.

Then, without shaking off the slurry, put the shrimp into the oil pan.

The outer layer of dough expands quickly, isolating the ingredients from the boiling oil. When the shrimp meat in the center is just cooked, it is immediately scooped out and placed on a plate.

"The last thing is to blow up the hole."

He fished the still lively eel out of the water and slapped it onto the chopping board.

"There are no nails on hand. There's nothing I can do."

Then the projection in his hand materialized, and the eel's head, which was still twisting, became connected to the chopping board.

Only then did the fox come to his senses and witness the wonders of the magic power creating things in Muramasa's hands.

The blade in his hand pierced the center of the eel's head. As his palm smoothed the eel's body, the blade slid and the eel was cooked in an instant.

"hu..."

The fox's eyes grew serious, and he watched the other person cook quietly, without any unnecessary movement.

The Swordsmith from Another World: Chapter 36: Today's Dinner at Muramasa's House 2

"that's it."

When the fried fish is taken out of the oil pan, the golden batter covering the fish meat is covered with needle-like protrusions.

Scales stand up?

The fox looked at the thorny coating on the fried holes, and the idea of ​​taking a bite and running away gradually disappeared.

The feeling of breaking into pieces in the mouth is something that only this type of dough can bring, and even she can't eat it at any time.

I just don't know if the other party is willing to share a piece with her fox-like appearance.

"Let's go and eat outside."

Muramasa picked up a few wooden plates filled with tempura, turned around, and nodded his head towards the pink fox as a gesture.

"hu!"

The pink little fox moved its four short legs, jumped up, pushed off the wall and jumped down, landing steadily on the ground.

Then he followed Muramasa's footsteps and came out with a clatter.

The interior of the house was still the same as a few days ago, except for some Japanese-style decorations.

For example, the sunny doll at the window was hung at Hailing's strong request.

At the same time, there is an additional hanging table against the wall on the left side of the entrance. Including the items in the upper and lower scar-faced cabinets of Jiuli Private Flag 8, a full set of... two sets of sea fishing equipment are displayed.

According to the locals, this is a collective activity that will happen sooner or later and you have to try it.

The table that had been used to welcome guests a few days ago was not put away, only the positions of the few cushions on the ground were changed.

"Muramasa, are you done? The soba noodle soup here is just coming out of the pot."

Hailing was sitting by the stove, pouring the buckwheat noodles from the stove into two bowls.

"Ah."

He nodded, glanced at the little fox following behind him, and said:

"Hailing, scoop some out of my portion and put it in a small bowl."

"Eh?"

"I have a little tail behind me, so I can be considered a guest."

"hu..."

You can tell from the fox's expression that she really wants to complain out loud, but she can't do that now.

My physical hardware can’t do it, and my dignity won’t allow it!

"Oh... a little fox actually ran in?"

Hailing seemed to understand and picked out some from her own portion:

"I'll share some with you, Muramasa, you should eat more. You work hard all day long!"

"Give."

Cun Zheng put two fried shrimp tempura in each bowl of buckwheat noodle soup, and took out small plates, put a fried squid and a few pieces of fried tofu on each plate.

At the same time, a pair of chopsticks were aimed at the center of the hole and pinched it. The fresh batter broke into pieces, revealing the tender white fish meat inside.

While keeping it as it is, top it with grated radish and a little dipping sauce.

The dipping sauce was prepared by Muramasa based on the "heavenly juice" in his memory.

A bowl of soba noodles was placed next to the futon under the table, and then two fried shrimp tempura were dipped in the broth.

After a while, another small plate was placed down, the only difference being that there was no grated radish or dipping sauce.

The little fox wanted to leave, to leave this embarrassing place without a care in the world.

But the sunk cost is already too high. If I leave now, I won’t get any benefit at all. I will just be treated like a little animal and be amused.

The pink creature, who had endured the humiliation, made up its mind and simply gave up using its brain to think.

The little head was buried in the bowl almost like an ostrich, and it took a vengeful bite of the fried shrimp tempura.

After being softened, the batter becomes loose in the mouth, while the inside still retains the unique crispness of tempura.

Further in, the sweetness of the shrimp meat bursts out, and the perfect 50 degrees in the center almost raises its value.

"hu?"

The delicious taste in her mouth made her forget the humiliation for a moment, and her mind was searching for delicious food.

He blinked his small eyes and then looked at the tempura in the bowl.

The evenly distributed bumps on the surface of the batter indicate that the batter has been applied and heated just right.

It’s a pity that the surface of the dough is not soft enough and the temperature is a little low...

She suddenly realized something and looked up, just in time to see Muramasa muttering something to Hailing:

"Let's eat the fried conger eel first."

"The fried shrimp were made first, so let them soak for a while."

In other words, the fried dumplings here should be eaten first.

By the time you finish eating this side, the shrimp over there will have returned to a state closer to being best eaten.

But have you considered even this step?

In order to make the taste different, they even prepared grated radish and sauce as seasoning on the side.

But she looked at her own holes, both of which were the same smell, and inexplicably felt a sense of dissatisfaction as if she was not valued.

“Hu~hu~!”

She raised her head and made a quick sound of dissatisfaction.

After Muramasa turned his head, he patted the plate containing the fried dumplings with his paws.

"Why? You don't like it?"

Muramasa's doubts made the fox shake its head like a rattle.

"Maybe it wants a side dish... or something?"

Hailing on the other side said uncertainly, but received an intense nod.

"This little guy is quite good at eating."

Muramasa couldn't help but grin, picked up its plate, and put her portion of side dishes on it.

He put down the plate in his hand and wanted to rub the fox's head.

But the fox didn't let her succeed. It took a step back and stared at him, as if guarding its last bit of dignity.

"You won't let me touch you? You're obviously enjoying the meal."

"What a stingy guy..."

As he spoke, the young man who called himself an old man curled his lips.

The fox ignored his mumbling and lowered his head to eat his meal.

The tempura is of a quality that cannot be achieved by the assembly lines of other restaurants in Inazuma, and the fried tofu is also unique here.

After tasting the food in her mouth, she finally shook herself with satisfaction, then turned around and ran out of the house.

"Ah, let's go..."

Hailing looked at the beautiful pink fox disappearing out the door with some regret. In fact, she really wanted to raise this fox.

But then I thought that foxes were messengers of God after all, so I felt that they couldn't be raised casually.

"Let it be~"

Seeing Hailing's expression, Muramasa didn't care much:

"That guy will come back."

"Didn't you see the little guy's face? He looked like he wasn't very happy."

"But how come even small animals come to me for free food and drink?"

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