The Weakest Tamer Trash Picking Journey Begins

"................................. Hey, Druid. What's this?

It's not a cow, it's a meat of wild rabbits, so a master staring at a bowl of wild rabbits is causing his face to cramp.

Is something wrong?

I eat one mouthful, but the smell is well removed and it is delicious.

I'm getting better and better at cooking rice, so no problem.

A little spicy is delicious.

"What a bowl using 'kome'. Uh, this is wild rabbit meat."

Wow, Mr. Druid's full smile.

And yet, for some reason, is it your fault that it looks black?

"'Kome'... that's bait. Humans eat it! Don't eat" Kome "!

The master pokes the spoon at Mr. Druid and says it out.

I don't know, you have a lot of rejection.

Would that be so bad?

Even though it's delicious.

"So didn't Ivy ask you if there was anything you couldn't eat before cooking? Master, you didn't say anything, did you? Wasn't it, Ivy?

Do we talk here?

Sure, 'Is there anything you can't eat?' I heard.

I just have to ask you to give up even if something comes out that you can't eat, than you didn't say anything.

But I guess I didn't think the rice used as bait would come.

"Right."

In the meantime, let's just look at the results and respond.

That's what I'm saying.

"Druid, you set it up."

Instead of fitting it, it's like the master himself fitted it.

"The master would have been on board, too, but he deserved it. Come on, master, eat. Because it tastes good."

"Ugh, I didn't know we'd be eating bait this year..."

If you hate me that much, don't want to know why.

"Why do you refuse so much?

"Older people would be worse off with rejection."

Tilt your neck to Mr. Druid's words.

Older people are better?

"Hey, I'm still young. Don't treat me like an old man."

"Then you can eat, right? If you're still a young master."

Hahahaha, definitely payback to earlier.

You've never seen such a black Druid before ~.

Gently take your gaze off the two of you and focus on eating.

Looking at it kind of looks bad for digestion.

Oh, I haven't heard why you hate rice.

... I'll see you later, I'd rather not talk to you now.

"Ugh, damn..."

Oh, I ate.

I was out of my sight, but I'm curious, so I'll keep an eye on what's going on.

The crease between your eyebrows is terrible.

Could it not have fit your mouth?

"... delicious."

"Ivy's dishes are delicious. 'Kome' looks well..."

"You look just like a poisonous bug egg."

"Ahahahahaha, you shouldn't think about that"

Hmm?

You look just like a poisonous bug egg?

I didn't know that.

So I wonder if they'll hate me because of my appearance.

"And it's delicious. There's no smell in the meat habits of wild rabbits. Nice one."

Good.

Looks like he liked it.

"But I thought I'd eat Kome a lot."

"Eh."

I don't know what to do.

"Ivy is challenged to cook with a variety of ingredients"

Thank you, Mr. Druid.

It was helpful because I had no idea how to convince you.

I'll be sure to thank you later.

"Ho, even though you're young. How did you treat the smell of wild rabbits? It stinks a little, even if it's fresh."

"I use medicinal herbs"

"Herbs for cooking? Do you use that stuff for cooking?"

"Exactly. Haven't you heard of it even in your master?

"Oh, I'm not into cooking, but that's a lot of information coming in. but you've never heard of cooking with medicinal herbs. When it comes to eating with medicinal herbs, it's wild bat soup you don't even want to recall"

Nobato soup.

I don't like your master either.

"Ivy, who can use herbs to make it taste great, is amazing!

I'm using my previous knowledge, so I'm kind of a little backward when they say that.

Wandering his gaze, Pong and his hand get on his head.

When I look at you, your master is staring at me.

"Master?

"Young but amazing, Ivy is"

I don't know, I don't think my reaction has changed a bit since just now.

Until now, I don't know where the thorns are, but it's like getting rid of something...

That's a little different.

It's friendly, but it's like being observed...... difficult.

"Right. Wow."

A deep wrinkle is engraved in the master's eye buttocks for a moment only.

Oh, different smile.

It wasn't the grin I felt behind me, it was a flash but I seemed really happy.

"A treat. I ate good food a long time ago."

"Dear treat, Ivy, thank you. I'll do the laundry."

"It was a treat. I'll do it too, because it's faster for two."

"I'm sorry. I still can't be one hand."

"I don't have a choice. I'll wash it. Please flush it with water."

As I layered my wash, Mr. Druid grabbed it for me.

Thanking you for that, when you two try to get to the cooking place.

"I thought you were a master and disciple, but the atmosphere kind of sounds like parents and kids"

I hear your master's teasing voice.

Parents and children.

There's nothing good about a father's statue.

But Mr. Druid is your father.

"I'm happy to be a kind father. I'll bring you some tea."

"Huh?"

From next door, I heard a little crazy, but I don't care.

Because I think it's my freedom.

"Hahaha, I'm glad you're a solid kid. You're happy as a parent, Druid."

"Don't say anything extra out loud. There will be strange rumors again."

Sure, 'the stupid kid I'm with was actually a bloody kid!'.

You'd be surprised at the store owner or something.

"Bad, again"

"No problem."

"Don't you hate rumors and all that? They say whatever they want."

Once there's a rumor out there, whatever you do, it won't go away.

Then it's best if you don't mind.

"Rumors can't go away, and noise can spread more. If so, it's best not to worry."

"Right, but I'm sorry. Because I'm with you."

"Mr. Druid is not bad. Plus, I think it's an interesting rumor like," Stupid kid following me around. "

"Really? Aren't you annoyed?

When I look at Mr. Druid, his face is turning into a grumpy thing.

There's someone in my place who's angry with me.

I think that's a happy thing.

"I don't care. Because Mr. Druid will be here."

"What? Me?

"Yes. Do you believe the rumors?

"No way, I don't believe you."

"If a loved one doesn't get swept up by rumors, I don't care, and I don't have any anger."

"............... right"

"Yes."

The two of us finish the washing and return to the front of the tent with dishes and new tea.

Looking at my neighbor, she looks like she's away today.

So I'm renting the desk and chair I left unauthorized.

Let's make something good next time and thank you.

Master, I'd like to ask you a few questions.

"Oh, my God. This tea is delicious."

"That's the tea leaf Ivy found in the woods. Do you have any idea what is causing Grubal to become ferocious?

"In the woods, that's amazing. I did a little research on Gulbal, but I didn't know what caused it. But he hasn't been a Grubbal in a long time, but other demons have suddenly become violent."

I need to talk about Gulbal and tea... you're clever.

"It was a long time ago? What was the cause then?

"I don't know that very well. You know, ferocious for eating dead demons in their lifespan."

"Huh? What is that?"

Dead demons in their lifespan?

Mr. Druid sees his master with a strange look.

But the master, too, just shrugs his shoulders for not knowing anything more.

Unfortunately, there seemed to be no thread for a resolution.