episode_0065

I was able to tolerate everything else.

People who say that furry is a normal sexual desire, or that succubi are a common race, can all be dismissed as trivial nonsense and move on.

However, I couldn’t stand the idea that fox beastmen were of the Nokol race.

What kind of animal is a fox?

Of all the many animals, isn’t it an animal that has the luckiest tail, acts seductively and insidiously, but has an attractive, secretly clumsy appearance?

If such an animal were to become a human and tempt it with its prickly, fluffy ears and cute, cuddly tail, what kind of person would be able to resist that temptation?

Wouldn’t they just attack me and scold me by preventing me from having my period for 10 months?

But to compare this kind of fox, not to any other animal, but to a furry dog, which is famous for its terrible personality and would have become extinct a long time ago if it had not had the advantage of cuteness.

That bastard has nothing to say even if he gets beaten until the inside of the frying pan becomes hollow.

I swung the frying pan with all my might at my friend, who was giggling and laughing miserably, and was barely able to calm down after seeing that he was completely reduced to nothing.

“Phew… I’m taking a good nap, but you’re making my blood pressure rise, you fucking bastard.”

I wouldn’t know if I was working on a commission as usual.

It’s been a long time since I’ve had a good night’s sleep, but waking up to hear such a damn thing makes me feel upset.

“I really can’t kill this bastard.”

Kang!!!!!

In the end, I couldn’t control my anger and swung the frying pan at him once more, then grabbed my hungry stomach and walked straight toward the kitchen.

I’m hungry because I didn’t even eat breakfast, but to make matters worse, I’m even hungrier because I’m angry.

I opened the refrigerator to eat the meal kit, but I couldn’t find the meal kit because I didn’t know when I had finished eating it. I opened the freezer to get some frozen food, but the freezer was also empty.

…Fuck, when did I finish eating?

I remember you bought enough to comfortably eat for five days by yourself, right?

When I checked the garbage bag, wondering what was going on, the meal kits I had bought to eat were all neatly emptied and thrown away.

I checked that there were 10 different types of food for lunch yesterday, but why are they all empty?

Did someone eat it without my knowledge?

To be honest, I think it was a bit much for that sleeping bastard to have eaten it all by himself.

Let’s ask first.

If you ask, you might get an answer.

I held the bulging frying pan in my hand again and gently touched the unconscious guy.

“Hey, fuck you. Wake up for a moment.”

“Ugh… Why are you waking me up, you bastard? I was just about to have a meltdown with you.”

“Don’t be disgusting, let’s just ask one question. Did you eat all the meal kits in the refrigerator?”

Probably not.

Are you sure that bastard ate it all?

I guess the stranger who came into the house suddenly got sick of the meal kit and ate it all.

I asked my friend, denying even the slightest possibility, but the answer that came out of his mouth was more shocking than anything else.

“Meal kit? Oh, you mean those foods packaged in plastic?”

“Yes.”

“You ate it as a 9-cheop meal before leaving home in the early morning? The portion was better than I expected, so I ate my fill and left.”

A friend who answers so confidently as if there is some problem.

Laughing at his shameless attitude, I swung the frying pan again and hit the guy.

Kang!!!

However, as if he had the ability to learn, he raised his arm to block my frying pan and began to argue with me in an angry voice.

“Ah, why are you doing this again!”

“Fuck you, you ate my 5 days worth of food in one meal!”

“Five days’ worth of food? Don’t be damned! That’s one meal, I can see it’s enough food for 5 days!”

“If you split it into breakfast, dinner, lunch and dinner, it was enough food for 5 days!”

When the bird shouted sharply and threateningly, the bird scratched its shiny head and put an apology in its mouth.

“Sorry, I really didn’t know that was 5 days’ worth of food. Please forgive me just once.”

“Forgive me and go to sleep and say you have nothing to eat, bastard, all the frozen food has disappeared so there is nothing to eat! You did the same with frozen food, right?”

“Oh, that? I saw it once, and the fox god appeared and ate it one by one. It was so delicious that I wanted to eat it too.”

“Why are you saying that now?”

“Uh… Because Fox God asked me not to tell you?”

Anyway, fuck, these two bitches are of no help in life.

I gritted my teeth and started taking out the ingredients from the refrigerator one by one, and my friend, who was watching me, looked at me with mysterious eyes.

“Do you know how to cook?”

“I know how to boil ramen.”

“No, is there anyone in the world who can’t boil that? Do you know how to cook something other than simple food like ramen?”

To his anxious voice, I shook my head lightly and answered confidently.

“No? I’ve never cooked anything in my life except ramen?”

“…A guy who has never done anything except ramen is now going to do something called ‘cooking’?”

“There’s nothing you can’t do if you’re a beginner, right? If you can’t figure it out, you can make it by looking at the internet.”

I turned on LaTube and told the guy, ‘Even a beginner can do this! I showed him ‘Easy cooking!’, and my friend, who saw this, laughed and went back to bed.

“Okay, take care of yourself. Don’t give the food you make to others, just eat it by yourself, okay?”

“Don’t ask me for it later, you bastard.”

Just wait.

I’ll show you a delicious beef casserole soon.

—–

[Okay, first, cut the vegetables into large chunks. If you cut it too finely, it may not have a good texture later.]

Following the great teacher’s lecture, we cut vegetables using the Chinese style.

bang! bang! bang! bang! bang!

A fragile kitchen that trembles with every single cut of the knife.

My friend, who felt the strong vibration, gently opened his eyes and began to lecture.

“Aren’t you hitting too hard? And then you can get out of the chopping block?”

“It’s okay, mom said the cutting board was expensive. Even the slightest shock won’t make you flinch.”

“You especially shouldn’t do that if it’s an expensive cutting board, you crazy bitch! Take the picture gently!”

He came into the kitchen and pointed out the traces of Chinese food left here and there on the cutting board, and I made a disgruntled look on my face and then whacked him with my tail.

puck.

When the thick and attractive tail slaps his cheek, his friend looks dumbfounded.

Why, what? It didn’t really hurt.

Honestly, isn’t it a reward if you get hit by a nice, fluffy tail?

I hit him on the other cheek with my tail again and kicked him out of the kitchen.

“I’ll take care of it, so don’t discipline me. If you discipline me just one more time, I know you won’t be able to touch my tail all day. Got it?”

“Ha, I see. Whether the cutting board is broken or the kitchen is in shambles, I won’t give you any advice, so just do it yourself.”

My friend shook his head in disgust and went back to bed, and I started making hotpot again according to the teacher’s lecture.

[Now I’m going to add the vegetables cut into large pieces and adjust the seasoning. Please prepare soy sauce, salt, and sugar.]

[Hotpot should have some sweetness, right? The more sugar, the better.]

[Adjust the seasoning appropriately, and when you think it is seasoned, add the meat and complete the hotpot. It’s so easy, right?]

“It’s really easy, teacher. It was a perfect lecture.”

By the way.

Why does my hot pot taste like this? I obviously just did what the teacher told me to do.

The teacher clearly said that the salty taste should be felt on top of the sweet base. Because they say that hotpot goes better with a sweet-based salty flavor rather than a salty-based sweet flavor.

But why does my casserole taste only salty?

It has a strong salty taste that is barely noticeable.

Could it be that there was a mistake during the cooking process? I thought about it carefully, but the seasoning wasn’t quite right, so I just added a little more salt, but it didn’t seem like I did anything wrong.

Has my appetite become strange?

No, my appetite doesn’t get any weirder when I see that that tight-lipped bastard also enjoyed the meal kit I enjoyed.

So, this means that this beef casserole is fucking tasteless…

I looked down at the beef casserole, which had some amazing stains, and carefully placed it in the bowl in front of me and brought it to my friend.

“Hey.”

“Why.”

“Try this just once. If you eat it all, I’ll let you touch my tail for an hour.”

“Are you planning to poison your only friend? If you look behind you, you can’t touch the tail, you fucking idiot.”

My friend was scared and tried to get away from me, but I wrapped his tail around him and dragged him back in front of me.

“Where are you running?”

“A manga about having a happy time with a dildo, it’s so fucking erotic just thinking about it, right?”

“Stop fucking with me, you lewd devil. Can a bastard whose job is a shaman think such shallow things?”

I handed him a nice-looking hot pot filled with beef, and he looked down at the plate in front of him with a puzzled look on his face and said,

“Does it smell good? It looks delicious too.”

“Then why not try Churai?”

“You asshole, you have to loosen your tail before you can do churai.”

Oh, that’s right.

Hearing my friend’s sighing voice, I let go of the tail that was wrapped around my body. As soon as he was freed from the tail, he immediately picked up his chopsticks and tasted the hot pot.

and.

“You never fucking cook again.”

He spoke in an extremely serious voice, then ran towards the bathroom and started vomiting.

…wasn’t the hotpot that tasty?

I feel sorry for no reason.