𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟐𝟐: 𝐒𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐰𝐢𝐜𝐡
I didn’t eat much, so there was leftover bread, chicken, and salad.
Not wanting to waste it, I had Kukkoro-san make a sandwich.
“A sandwich. . .?”
“It’s a portable food made by sandwiching thinly sliced meat between bread. You can also add vegetables. If it’s seasoned with vinegar, it can also prevent spoilage. If it’s moist, spread lard or butter on the contact surface of the bread.”
In this case, the lard is made by frying finely chopped sour apples in beef or pork fat. It goes well with rye bread. (The bread and lard in the German military service record refers to this.)
Kukkoro-san makes it hesitantly.
“Oh! That’s right, adding a little mustard will accentuate the taste when it’s cold. Wrap the finished product in oil paper. It will last a day in a cool, dark place.”
Hmm, a club sandwich with vegetables and chicken is ready.
The quantity is a bit too much.
I put half of it in my magic storage.
“If you get hungry later, eat this. I’ve secured my share.”
The dishes are cleared away, and the carriage is returned to the dormitory.
When I think about it, this dormitory is amazing.
It costs a lot of money.
Does the Old man have some ulterior motive for spending so much money on me?
My older brother is doing well in the military.
My younger brother is on the fast track to becoming an elite bureaucrat.
I’ve been self-taught without a tutor, scraping by.
There’s no doubt that the Old man is plotting something.
This is troublesome, is this some kind of game-like compulsion?
🔹𝕬𝖜𝖊𝖇𝖘𝖙𝖔𝖗𝖎𝖊𝖘.𝖈𝖔𝖒 ― 𝕴𝖓d𝖚𝖑𝖌𝖊 𝖎𝖓 𝖆 𝖈𝖔𝖑𝖑𝖊𝖈𝖙𝖎𝖔𝖓 𝖔𝖋 𝖙𝖗𝖆𝖓𝖘𝖑𝖆𝖙𝖊𝖉 𝖓𝖔𝖛𝖊𝖑𝖘 𝖜𝖎𝖙𝖍 “𝖉𝖆𝖎𝖑𝖞 𝖚𝖕𝖉𝖆𝖙𝖊𝖘” 𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝖊𝖝𝖈𝖑𝖚𝖘𝖎𝖛𝖊 𝖆𝖈𝖈𝖊𝖘𝖘 𝖙𝖔 𝖆𝖉𝖛𝖆𝖓𝖈𝖊𝖉 𝖈𝖍𝖆𝖕𝖙𝖊𝖗𝖘🔹
When night falls and preparations for tomorrow are made.
Everyone returned to their own beds.
What a thing to say!!ｏｒｚ!!
Because I made the wrong choice at mealtime, I couldn’t collect the lovey-dovey smooching big sports festival CG on this brand new king size bed!!
I punch my expensive fluffy pillow in anger.
“Damn!! Three people in a river shape with a sandwich, three connected!!”
When the hundred-fold punch is over.
I sprawl out on the wide bed, feeling a languid fatigue.
Ah, new characters will appear one after another tomorrow.
If I make a selection mistake here, I’m worried about the future.
I need to respond calmly.
As I doze off, a figure slowly enters without knocking on the door.
Oh, it’s the loli.
I thought it was an assassin.
I was thinking about firing a magic mega particle cannon!!
Unfortunately, I can only shoot out about the mass of uranium for only 0.1 light seconds.
I definitely want to build an accelerator that can shoot out the mass of a neutrino for 0.8 light seconds.
The loli sits on the edge of the bed.
When I look at her face, she has teary eyes. She might have had a scary dream.
When I hold her hand, she covers me.
I’m glad, she’s not armed with a knife.
I reach out to her shoulder and she leans in.
I feel her body heat. I fell asleep listening to her sobbing.
Oh, what a punishment game, not being able to grope her butt or breasts!!
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