The misunderstanding was successfully resolved, and Oligor was dragged away in that outfit by Soma and Walkas, who came to take him back.
Probably, but they are probably coming in a carriage.
You don't want to imitate letting them walk around town dressed like that, do you? That must be it.

Iris also has some business to attend to later and will be returning to the royal capital.
Apparently, she was selfishly staying behind because she couldn't go back until she had some ice cream at the end.
As expected of Iris, she's so free.....
And then there was the time I saw him off.

I have a favor to ask you. The next time you come to the capital, could you make some sweets for my friends in Warauwa?

He asked me to do something so uncharacteristically normal.
If you're Iris, next time you want to make me a pastry!　You'd think after all the space I've given him, he'd listen to me.　Hmm?　I'm sure he's going to say something like that, though.
But, well, it looks like he's in trouble, and I've got some business to attend to in the royal capital, so I've decided to accept that request.

And where am I now........

''Master!　These peaches are so sweet!
Oh. I'm coming.

We all came to the orchard.

We went to the morning market to look for some delicious fruit for Iris, but we couldn't find anything dull.
Then there was a lady who always sold us fruits and vegetables.

'Then why don't you come to our farm?　If it's freshly picked, it should be better than that.'

That's why I came to pick fruit.
........well, it's a different world where you can't just pick fruit.......but.

''Hey!　Wait for me!　I'll eat you good!
'Renge!　They're going that way!
Yes, sir!　I'll give up!

In front of me, the three of you from the Red Front (Red Line) are chasing after the fruit.
That's because vegetables have legs, so even fruits can escape, right?
They are running away in various ways: rolling, jumping, and flying straight away like a fastball.

I'm going to be able to surround the fruit that is not moving with the Invisible Jail on all sides and take it off before it can move.

'Lord, that's not fair,'
'There's no way I can keep up with you.... Wisdom, wisdom.

I chased it with my foot earlier and it didn't catch up to me at all.
When I stopped, that limple stopped too, and when I dashed, it would accelerate again.
I only felt like I was being mocked.
But when I put the 'Invisible Prison' in the direction of travel, it sadly bumped into me and crushed me........

''Hmmm!　Banana na sweet. Yes, I'll give it to the Lord too.
"So it's called a banana. I thought it was a banana - one more na. I guess this could be used for a shake.

The one White is eating looks like a banana, but it seems to be a banana.
The sugar content is high, but the texture is just like a banana, so it seems to be easy to handle.

"Hahahahaha!　Graved is a piece of cake in the morning!

Renge catches every single shot of fruit like a grapevine that's being fired wildly like a shotgun, or

Huh...!

Aina jumped in, grabbing the papain firmly with both hands.

Good, good.

Sorte caught the mama mango with one hand easily.

'Wendy, would you like to join me?'
'Yes. Thank you.

Wendy was chasing after it hard, but it was a group that fell behind with me.
So Solte shared a mama mango with me, and we ate it in good company, looking delicious.

'With magic...'

I stopped him, but I stopped him in the meantime.

'Speaking of which, do you have any strongberries?'
Yes. You wanna go see it?

Do small strongberries still walk and fly, too?
My aunt's husband took me to a house with an open ceiling and I found that it looked like a normal strawberry, growing normally from the plant.

Huh?　Is Strongberry not moving?
Or maybe it's nocturnal or something?
And I stretched out my arms........

'Ah!　Watch out!
What?

Faster than I can react to my uncle's voice, I feel a shock in my palm and it pops off.

''Ow, ouch!

A slight delay and pain.
What the hell!　What the hell happened?

No!　Don't reach for it!　If you try to force it, they'll send the seeds flying!
The seeds...?

I see, I reached out to you and you sent the seeds flying.
No, and even then, that impact was no small seed.
Even though he was relaxing, he popped his arm off, right?
........I see. That's why it's a 'strong' berry.

Then how do you remove...?

I looked at my uncle and for some reason he was on his knees to the stock.

'Please!　Please!　I beg you to give yourself up for me!

Oh, please!
It's pretty simple!
After repeatedly raising and lowering his head, a few strongberries gradually began to appear here and there as they went into the bag in front of his uncle.
But his movements were somewhat slow, and I could see his true intentions, like 'Oh dear, it can't be helped.

It's like......... Don't do the rest.


But now that I understand the point, let's do it my way.

I'm left alone in the house, so I'm going to slowly hold out my hand to see if I can communicate with these guys first.
I can tell from Strongberry that he is wary of them, so I stop him midway.

'If you know what I'm talking about, let the seeds fly,'

Then Strongberry takes a few moments before sending the seed flying towards my hand.
But if it doesn't hit my hand, that means it knows what I'm talking about.
All right, then I'll show you. I'm going to show you what I can do.
Getting down on your knees is the last thing I want to do.
I'm going to show you how it's done so that you can enjoy the deliciousness of your meal.

I'm going to set up a water trough and a securing bag in front of me to keep my distance from the stocks.
I'll sit down on the ground to lower my eyes, and let's get started.
This is where it gets serious between me and you guys!

What I took out was a pure white shortcake that I had cut up.
It's a simple one with only a sponge and whipped cream, which I prepared to eat later with fruit.

''Well, it's called a cake. In terms of sweetness, it's much sweeter than you guys. As you can see, it's all white and beautiful, but it's not as colorful as it looks and tastes.

Of course there was no reply. But I thought I heard a voice saying 'ho' somewhere.

I'm sure you guys have pride. I think it is natural to resist the idea that you are destined to be eaten. But you do realize that, don't you?　Your sugar level and what that redness is for.
....

Let me take this as a silent affirmation.
From the outside looking in, you may be wondering what you're preaching to the stock, but don't worry about it.

'If you're confident in your own deliciousness, why don't you have a flower?　Wouldn't you like your pretty girls to have a taste of the overwhelming presence and beauty of you sitting atop this cake?

Wait a bit.
I know that I need some time to accept my fate of being eaten, and I know that I need some time to accept my fate of being eaten.
But if it were me I'd choose to be eaten or rot, I'd choose to be eaten and make a pretty girl smile.
So I'm going to trust you guys and wait.

Then after a few moments of silence, a single strongberry falls and jumps up and goes into the water trough.

I thank you for your courage. Rest assured, I will keep my promise. I will make you the most beautiful, most delicious, beautiful girl to eat.

I spread my palms and Strongberry, who has finished bathing, jumps on top of me.

'I've got it.'

I thought I heard a voice like that.

'Lord, what are you doing?'
White. I got the best cake. You want some?
'The best cake?　Mmm, I eat.
So, you'll have to wait for me.
"This is my destiny?
'Oh, our precious brave and gutsy beautiful girl is a first-rate girl. I think she's a worthy opponent for you, brave as you are.
Lord?

White, I'm sorry, but let me go through it. It's hard to keep a straight face.
All you have to do to be brave is just get the goofy stuff off.
No further processing goes in.
Beautiful enough on its own, the strongberry was a jewel as it sat on top of the cake.

'Ooh!　Lord, the Strongberries are shining!
Well it's beautiful.

It's almost as if it's different in brilliance from the strong berry that my uncle got earlier.
If they're alive, it's to be expected that their taste would change depending on their condition.
If that was the case, they tasted best when they could eat them positively of their own volition.

'Ahhhh,'
We'll start with the cake.
Hmm. It's good.
Well, I'll see you next time...

The cake, including the Strongberry, was brought to White's mouth.
The Strongberry, which didn't lose its sparkle until the last second before disappearing into White's mouth, disappeared after telling his friends, ''See you later.

''Hmmm!　It's so good!　The sour one comes for a second and then it's so sweet right after that!　It's the best thing I've ever had!

White's eyes sparkle as if the glow of the strong berry has shifted in the air.

'Was it good?'
'Yes!　It was good.

White finishes his feast exactly and sits down beside me.
I have to continue, but umm... no, I shouldn't be embarrassed.
This is my chance.

'Yes, I do. I'm not going to ask you what you thought of the scene you just saw. It's just that this is our only chance. We don't know when we'll be here next.

Then, one by one, they start going into the water troughs.
But, again, not so many of them are in the water troughs.

'Alright, you guys go into this bag. Not only white, there are many more pretty girls.

Let's let these guys be used for serving sweets to Iris and her friends.
Now, as for the rest of these guys most of them are just a little less colorful than the ones we've just seen.
In other words, they're the ones who lack confidence.
Then.........

I take out a jar of jam from the magical space.

"This is made by boiling your people with a sugar called jam. I don't want to lie to you, so let's be honest. This is made by chopping you up, grinding you up, and boiling you. It would be a brutal way to cook.... But.........it's something that can make more people smile, even if you're insecure.
It's very good. Goes great with ice cream and bread. White loves it too.

White understands my intentions, too, and gives me some cover.
As a result, numerous strongberries go into the vat of water, though I'm not sure about it.
But the taste doesn't improve at this rate.

'Don't worry, you'll shine too. Imagine. Imagine all those pretty girls happily chewing you!　Your little mouth, your plump lips sucking you in!

Then, the Strongberries gradually start to shine.
That's right!　You can do it!
Now you've got fine strongberries.
A friend of royalty you must be a nobleman.
As long as we can't take what's in a nobleman's mouth at random, we're happy to have good quality ingredients.

If you have a friend who has a man in his life, there's nothing you can do about it, but well, you'll have to wait and see. Sorry, and I apologize in my heart.

The remaining Strongberries must be female in terms of gender.
Then he entered the water trough at a terrific rate when I gave him the condition that he should be a handsome, heroic man.

By the time the uncle returned, having offered each of us a partner to suit our tastes, we'd taken too much!　I've gotten to the point where I've been told.