The Weakest Tamer Trash Picking Journey Begins

The owner is Mr. Kowl.

She's 22 years old and her wife is Lizzie, a childhood trainer, and she's 22 as well.

You and your wife work in a butcher shop specializing in Melme, and the two parents are livestock breeders of Melme.

In the village of Hataka, where there have been many people, food shortages seem to be a concern, and I am worried because for several years now the livestock production in Merme was carried out at the behest of the village chief, but it has not become very popular due to its poor hardness and flavour, and now even the village's luggage, is beginning to be said.

Mr. Kowl and Lizzie's parents entered Melme's livestock estate because the village chief's wife asked them to.

I hear Lizzie's mother used to take care of the village chief's wife.

The village chief also said he is studying whether he can manage to eat Melme deliciously, but there is still no solution.

People are also withdrawing from livestock production, but they are unable to pull it off after more than the growing population.

Mr. Kowl told me in a rage.

I used to admire you for not turning your mouth all the time.

"Uh, to sum it up briefly, is it okay that I want to know how to make Melme delicious for the village of Hataka?

Your father summed up the story, but wouldn't it be too easy?

That explains a lot more, doesn't it?

I missed asking along the way, but it seemed like your wife was also proud of you.

"Yes, it is. You can't buy it if it's too expensive, please."

I'm pretty broken, but I don't care.

Well, is it okay because it conveys what I want to tell you?

Your father sees me.

Uh, that was a cooking method.

But as far as I'm concerned, I'm not going to let you buy me a cooking method.

"Um... kool?

When I turn my gaze to the woman's voice, a woman is showing her face from behind the store.

Could it be your wife, Lizzie?

"I'm interrupting"

"Uh, yes?

A confused, presumably Mr. Lizzie, woman.

When I saw your father wondering how to explain it, he was also tilting his neck.

In this case, would Mr. Kowl do it?

When I look at Mr. Kowl, he looks at me with a desperate look for some reason.

Huh?

Haven't you noticed?

"May I speak with Mr. Lizzie?

When your father spoke to the woman, he saw her snort with a surprised look.

It was still Mr. Kowl's wife, Mr. Lizzie.

When your father explained his interaction with Mr. Kowl, he saw Mr. Kowl with a slightly frightened look.

Mr. Kowl also seems to have finally realized that Lizzie is here, making him look a little uncomfortable.

"Excuse me, because this guy is a bit of a conjecture, and he's not a bad guy"

When I look at Mr. Kowl, my eyes are swimming.

Kind of done a lot of things before. Right.

In the meantime, let me tell you exactly how I feel.

"Mr. Kowl, it's a cooking method, but I'll tell you something for free."

"What! Is that okay?

Lizzie sees me in my words.

Are you worried about the flavor or are you worried that Mr. Kowl won't be fooled?

How can I make Mr. Lizzie less worried?

"That's right. It's tonight, but if you have time, why don't you come and eat in the square?

Lizzie would be on guard if I told her to disturb Mr. Kowl's house.

I'm sure Mr. Kowl won't mind.

If it's a square, if anything happens, there's a vigilante from Hataka Village.

I think Lizzie feels safe, too.

"What, at home if that's the case"

"No! In the square, please"

Take a good look at your wife's face already.

Because you look so worried.

Hiya, I look at Lizzie and I look at her.

He looked at me and for some reason gave me a pleasant grin.

"Phew."

"Hmm?"

When Lizzie laughed small, she felt like she had lost the vigilance she had had until then.

Maybe you figured out what I was thinking?

"Well, I'll see you in the square this evening."

When Lizzie replies with her consent, Kowl gives an unconvincing look.

"Mr. Lizzie's in trouble."

Lizzie laughs bitterly at the words her father squeaks.

I guess there was a lot going on.

"See you in the square"

Explain roughly the location of the tent in the square and ask when the store ends and leave the butcher's shop.

"I'll help, but can we cook in time?

I stayed a little longer at Mr. Kowl's shop, so I think I've had more time than I thought.

But the sauce marinade of Merme is just cooked, and the soup is fine, if you cut the vegetables a little smaller.

The salad should also be cut with leafy vegetables, and the sauce should just add a little flavor.

"It's okay. I'm sorry I asked Mr. Kowl out without agreeing to it."

"No, because I thought it would happen"

Am I that easy to understand?

"Ivy will never leave someone in trouble alone."

"That's not true. I can't do anything about it."

Don't let it please you.

There are many things I cannot do because I am not omnipotent.

So if I can do anything, I'd like to help a lot.

This time, I'm just going to help because my knowledge seems to help.

"You're a sweet, proud daughter."

To the words of surprise, I look up to your father.

"Your face is bright red."

Your father pokes me in the cheek.

"I'll hurry home and make it!

Speed up your walk towards the square.

With my hands on my cheeks, I felt the fever go up.

…………

I look at the food on my desk and nod.

This is done when the grilled rice balls are cooked.

There's meat, soup, and it's okay, right?

"Mr. Ivy."

They called me by name, so I turned around, Mr. Lizzie with the basket.

Next door, Mr. Kowl staring at the food.

"Thank you for inviting me to dinner today. Here you go. It's nuts."

Nutzn?

It smells like nuts from the basket.

When I received the basket, shifted the cloth and looked inside, I mixed the nuts in, it looked like a cookie.

"Thank you. Let's eat together after dinner."

Lizzie smiles happily as I gently bow my head and thank her.

But the hand grabbing Mr. Kowl's arm trying to get closer to the dish is either powered or white.

That sounds really tough, Lizzie.

"Thank you for waiting."

As I was recommending the chair to Lizzie and Kowl, my father came with a plate with a grilled rice balls on it.

When I put the plate on my desk, the two of them stare at the grilled rice balls with what a strange look.

Yeah, let me introduce you to rice too.

He said rice is easy to grow, so it should help with the food problem.

"Eh, it's melme sauce pickled, grilled rice balls and soup. Go ahead."

"" "I'll have it" "

Mr. Kowl takes Melme's meat and perfumes it, giving him a surprised look.

"I really don't smell that bad"

"True, wow"

Lizzie makes a bit of an excited voice, too.

Watching two people eat, thrilled.

Your father and Ginal both told me it was delicious, but I'm nervous about acting like a first person.

"Soft, and delicious. It's a little habitual, but I like that."

Lizzie gives her thoughts as she bashes Mr. Kowl on the shoulder.

Good, looks like it fits Mr. Lizzie's mouth.

"Really amazing. I didn't think it tasted this far."

Mr. Kowl happily carries Melme into his mouth.

Lizzie also keeps happily eating Melme next to Mr. Kowl.

I see that look and trick, and I laugh with your father.

This couple is together when they're happy or when they look delicious.

"That's funny."

"Right, it's rare that the tricks are so similar. Is it because it's childhood friendly?

"Maybe, because we've been together since we were little"

I see.

Nevertheless...... don't eat well.

"Is that enough?

"You don't have any more?

Your father puts Melme's sauce pickle on my plate.

"Maybe three more servings."

"Right."

See the previous two.

Let's bake it all.