"Oh, my God!"　The kitchen at Yodamari-tei, where Jeanette is making a strange scream. "What's that? It's popping!"　While shaking the covered frying pan, Jeanette is frightened and completely drawn, but if she doesn't shake the frying pan tightly and spread the heat evenly, it will burn. "It's all right, I won't die. Don't worry about it."Ho-ho-ho!"　My answer is like a fool with fear. 　A sudden burst from the dry pan began to ring intermittently, one after the other. 　I can understand why Jeanette is about to cry. 　When I first made it, I was scared that it would explode. 　The sound of bursts hitting the lid of the frying pan is constant and then gradually reduced. 　There's an indescribable aroma of burnt butter all around. 　Magda and Estella, who first entered the kitchen and looked at what was going to happen, are now also evacuating outside the kitchen. 　While we were away, Bertina, who had finished her pizza and okonomiyaki with naan, is waiting in the dining room to "get it when it's ready." 　Umaro left in turn for us when we came back. He said he'd have to get ready for work. ... He was probably worried that tomorrow would be another day off. 　So now there are six people in the kitchen: me and Jeanette, an impending blue-faced yaplock, a dedicated support for her husband, Sheryl, who makes a big fuss at the sound of the explosion, and Totto, who is desperately holding her sister back. 　My daughter‐in‐law and son‐in‐law are both born and born. "Ya, Mr. Jiro... the sound... ...has stopped."　Jeanette reports with tearful eyes. "Then move it to the bowl."　I handed him a wooden bowl and Jeanette took it.........I couldn't. 　My hands are shaking like hell. They must have been terrified. ... I can't help it. "Cheryl, Totto. Come here for a second.""Yes!""Yes, yes!"　Cheryl approaches with a cheerful air and Totto looks nervous. 　I pick up the frying pan and bring it in front of my two children. 　Then I slowly opened the lid. "'Wow!'　My eyes sparkled and the kids reacted best. 　The sweet smell of butter spread all at once, and the frying pan was packed full of white, lumpy food that had not been there before. 　The sight excited the children. "Wow! What's this?""Scented nice..."　Hmmm. This reaction... ...is going to sell!!　I transfer the finished popcorn into a bowl, sprinkle it lightly, and the salt butter popcorn is ready. "It looks delicious.""I see. Let's try one.""Yes, by all means!"　I thought it was Jeanette and spoke to her, but... she was standing there with a big smile on her face. "Well... weren't you in the dining-room...?""It smells good. I found myself here."　It's an instantaneous move!?`I want to eat!'"Me, too!"　The children flock to me. "...interesting,""Oh... what a strange change!"　Magda and Estella, who had been evacuated until just now, seem to have come back under the influence of the smell... these guys. "This is the shape of our corn...""It's strange,"　Peep into the bowl and yaplocks and woollers look intricate. 　You may be stuck with the funny modifications of corn, not corn, but you'll be convinced if you eat it. 　And Jeanette, the most meritorious man.""...are you going to stand up?""Yes, I'm sorry... I've lost my nerve..."　He was dented to the kitchen floor and his knees were shaking. 　Was it that scary?"Because you did your best... I'll give you the right to eat first.""Really? Thank you."　Jeanette's haggard face brings back a smile. 　I'll give you a bowl, but... Jeanette's hand was shaking and she couldn't grab it well. 　People around me are overwhelmed silently by the tremendous pressure to eat quickly. "Well... I don't care if it'said he."Then, as an elder, I...""Mr. Bertina, take two steps back!"　Bertina showed some resistance to my words, but she took two steps back the moment she muttered, "I won't give it to you?" . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 　However, it's only just now. It's a waste to cool down. 　I can't help it..."Look, Jeanette. Open your mouth.""Huh!? . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .　Jeanette with her eyes closed and her mouth wide. 　I'll pick a grain of popcorn and toss it in there. 　Surprised by the foreign matter in the mouth, Jeanette immediately closes her mouth and chews. 　There's a little squeak... Jeanette's eyes begin to sparkle. "Oh my gosh!"`...don't talk with your mouth full,'　A ginette that tastes a grain of popcorn by chewing it carefully over and over again. 　...I don't know. "He eats like this,"Say, grab the popcorn in the bowl and toss it into your mouth. 　Blow up your cheeks and chew dynamically. 　Yeah, it's delicious!"It's sloppy, Mr. Jiro! Me too!""... Magda, you're all set.""Well, it's a very interesting food,"　Apparently the audience's patience is at its limit. "Well, then. Have some... wow!?"　Before I finish, my arms reach out from all sides and rob the popcorn in the bowl. 　There's a light rustle here and there. "One more bite for me, too,"　Jeanette also seems to have calmed down the tremors of her hands and feet, grabbing the popcorn with her thin fingers and carrying it vigorously to her mouth. `Oh, my God!'　So don't talk with things in your mouth..."Yasilo......poli...poli...poli...poli...poli...poli...poli...poli...poli...poli...poli...poli...poli...poli...poli...poli...poli...poli...poli...poli...poli...poli...poli...poli...poli...poli...poli...poli...poli...poli...poli...poli...poli...""Oh! I'm depressed! Eat or talk! And it was all curly until the last question!"　The unstoppable crowd ate up a bowl of popcorn in no time. "... Manager, refill.""What!? Are you going to do the scary one again!"　A merciless Magda is trying to overwork Jeanette. 　Do it yourself. "The sound is amazing, but not so dangerous.""...there are some, aren't you?"　That's a bit of it. As long as you're on fire. "It matches Estella's question, so I'll explain it to her."　That said, I threw just a dozen blasted corn into the pan that had been re-drawn with butter. 　Light the fire and heat it up. I won't cover it. "By heating the hard-skinned blasts like this..."　A grain in the frying pan pops off. 　Everyone there shook their shoulders. "In this way, the steam in the fruit expands and bursts, and it blows off."　In the meantime, the cones in the frying pan exploded one after another, popping out of the frying pan. "...Ah! Nice catch!"　Magda catches popcorn out of the frying pan with her mouth. 　As expected of the cat family, they are dexterous. 　Within minutes, all the corn thrown in turned white and lumpy popcorn. "I feel like I'm watching magic..."　Japlock, staring at the scene, seemed incredulous about what had happened in front of him, and his expression hardened. "As expected, the dream regeneration guild...""Don't do that!"　It's a garbage collection guild!　You can regenerate your dreams yourself!"Well, will you make another bowl?""... Jillo,""What? What's wrong, Magda?""... Magda, I'll do it."　Magda stretches out her arms, with her usual empty eyes, as if to say, "Give me your frying pan." "Can you?""...I memorized it."　Well, it's not hard because I just have to put the lid on and shake the frying pan.""...if it's on the menu in the future, it's necessary for someone to make it."　Oh...　Is Magda thinking about the future with Magda? 　Certainly. The more people we can help with when the menu increases, too. 　You're little, but you're taking care of that sort of course."All right, give it a try, but be very careful.""...leave it to me,"　I put in butter, corn, and pass the frying pan to the magda. "...the person who made it has the right to eat it first."　Magda muttered as soon as she put the frying pan on the fire... ...she just envied Jeanette for being the first to eat..."...a big mouthful of magda,"　You're not going to have it all to yourself, are you...?　Suddenly I looked around, and found all the people who had just been evacuated in the kitchen, with the eyes of the beasts gazing at their prey. ... How much, my dear fellow! 　This will be the end of the day in a battle for popcorn. 　I'm going to make tortillas with another ingredient, corn flour. 　There are many ways to make tortillas in one bite, but it's not a good idea to be too particular about them. So let's keep the dough simple. 　Mix lukewarm water and salt in corn flour and knead until hard as earlobes. It seems that if you don't alkaliize it here, you won't be able to take in a vitamin called niacin... fill it up elsewhere. There's no lime. 　Spread the dough thin and bake in a frying pan on both sides. 　They'll probably devour it like fools anyway, so I'll make it in bulk. "Is there anything I can do to help you, Mr. Jiro?"　Shrugging at the sound of popcorn bursting, Jeanette came next to me and offered to help. 　I'm afraid of the sound, but I have tearful eyes. "Then I'll have you make me some salsa sauce.""Is it monkey sauce?""You must be sorry for the monkey. Stop it.""...what?""Cut tomatoes into cubes, chop onions and garlic into small pieces... and squeeze half a lemon.""Yes!"While I'm baking tortillas, the ingredients are getting ready with amazing skill. 　No, I'm being chased... I don't like this impatient feeling. "It's done, Mr. Yashiro. What shall we do next?""Do a strange dance while singing"."Yes, I don't know... I don't know!? What does it mean!"　I don't like being chased; I'll kill my time by doing something appropriate. "Shall we change our work?""Well, burn it to a crisp finish on both sides.""Yes,"　I change positions and I move on to making salsa. 　However, all you have to do is boil what Jeanette has prepared for you in a pot. 　Stir-fry onions and garlic, add tomatoes and olive oil, simmer for about 10 minutes, remove the heat, and add a large amount of lemon juice and salt to season. 　It's a refreshingly sour salsa sauce. 　The rest are tacos made from minced chicken slaughtered in the poultry farm. 　Season the minced meat, simmering it, and then remove it from the heat. 　Put it in a tortilla with vegetables and eat it in salsa sauce. "Oh, it's done......... it's done?"　When I looked back, I lost my breath. "... this one too... it's made...it's made..."snapping."　There was a pile of popcorn piled up like a fool. 　Each of the six bowls is overflowing with popcorn. 　Don't you know the limit?"It's a strange touch, it's easy, it's a habit... ...not a meal, but I think it's a good food."　Bertina gives such a lecture with her cheeks puffed up. 　...how can you speak smoothly in that situation? You're too skillful. "Mr. Jiro, the tortilla is ready... a tremendous amount, isn't it?　Genet is also surprised. "Genet, you'll be gone if you don't eat soon, too.　It's going to disappear...　The Yaplocks are also devouring popcorn carelessly. "I can't believe that our corn will turn into such a delicious thing... It's like magic... Mr. Jiro is a miracle-maker..."　I wish you would stop the disgusting worship. 　Generally speaking, I'm not the one who invented the popcorn. 　Maybe it's someone from a foreign country. 　But these guys... they gave popcorn parties as they please... I'm cooking... ...good, good, good. You can eat as much as you like. 　...I'll show you what I'm going to show you... ...laughing. 　I changed my expression and began to speak in a refreshing voice that didn't give me a trace of the black feeling that swirled through my stomach. "Then it's tacos. Tortillas are not classified as 'bread' as determined by the church, Mr. Bertina.""…………."　...how crazy I am about popcorn. 　Was it the 80's generation of American rashes or frisbee or American crackers? 　Well, this man is indifferent to anything but eating. 　Then let's have it quiet until we're ready to cook. "Ginnet, bring me some leafy vegetables.""Yes,"　Put the lettuce purchased from Mormat on a tortilla with chopped tomatoes, roll the grated meat over the tortilla like a wrap, and nibble in salsa sauce. 　... Yeah! It's good for an instant job. "I'll have it,"　The first person to reach out was Bertina. 　What's really going on in this person's stomach?　Also, I sincerely hope that someone will teach me the word "modesty." 　Well, I've been away from church for a long time. Are the children all right?　Following Bertina, Yaplock reaches out. 　Surely they're curious about what kind of food their corn has turned into. "This is... ...that corn tastes so rich.""It's delicious, honey,"`Hey!'　It seems to be well received by this family. "... Huh?"　When I looked at him and turned my head... Totto was staring at me with envious eyes. 　be shining from one's eyes 　... Stop it. Don't look at me like that. Even if you yearn for me, you'll end up being a swindler. "Mr. Yashiro, are you going to add this to the menu at Yodamari-tei?""But... are you dissatisfied?""Not at all!"　Jeanette's excitement is getting very high. 　Close your face, grasp my hands, step by step, step by step approach me. 　Close, close, close!"I'm so impressed that something so delicious is on the menu!""Well, I see... That's good. All right, so calm down a little..."　I was pushed to the wall. 　If Jeanette touches the wall, it's a fine wall-don. ... It's the other way around. "What.........huh!? I'm sorry!"　Reflecting on his situation, Jeanette blushes red. 　Jump back in a hurry and distance yourself from me more than you need. 　It's the speed at which small animals escape. "I'm sorry, soot, soot, soot, soot, soot, soot, soot, soot, soot, soot, soot,""Well, I don't think it's a bad thing to think that you've been so pleased with it."　Rather, I'm filled with the feeling a little lucky. 　But Jeanette's embarrassment is rather uncomfortable. I'll take the time off the subject and let him cool down. "How about Estella?""Yes. Not bad."　You're looking at me from the top, aren't you? "It seems to go well with grilled salmon,""That's not the case,"　Japan-Mexico joint cuisine... By the way, "Sumisai" is "Sumisai" and "Mexico." "How about you, Magda?""...I haven't eaten.""Huh? Didn't you like it?""... I'm full."　Well, I wish I'd eaten so much popcorn. 　Seeing everyone eating tacos, the reputation seems to be excellent. 　Ideally, it would be better to stay in a position where you want to eat long and often than to be highly praised. 　Tortillas alone can be staple food, even if they don't follow the form of tacos. 　It's mainly rice, sometimes tortillas, sometimes okonomiyaki, and so on. "Now,"　When Estella, the Yaplocks, and even the great boss Bertina began to express their satiety, I put butter in the pan again. "Yasilo, are you still going to make something?"　Jeanette screams in surprise at my actions. "We can't eat any more,"　Estella recounts in a dull voice, leaning against her sink. 　He seems to be rubbing his stomach and trying to calm his stomach even a little. 　Beyond Estella, Bertina nodded her head in agreement. "And I'm afraid I'll have to leave... the children of the church."　Hey, who's talking!?　You've been eating as much as you want, haven't you? 　It's already past evening. 　The last bell has rung, and soon the sun will go down completely. "No, what? I didn't eat much, popcorn. You make your own. You don't have to eat."　When I say that, everyone breathes relief. 　They all seem to be really at their limits. "Mr. Bertina and the Yaplocks can leave now. Oh, Estella, too. Or you should leave early. You may regret it."　I'll say it with a cool face. 　in such a way as to show off one's kindness "...that's kind of a catchy way of course.　As I said, Estella gets stuck and reacts to what I say. "No, I really want you to go home soon.""Don't you try to drive him back?""I'm thinking too much. I'm worried about you. The road at night is dangerous.""No, Jiro can't care about that."　You've said it all... You're so rude. "Isn't there something you want to keep secret from us?""I want to keep it a secret..."　When I muddled my words, the corn in the frying pan pops. 　There's a shrill sound of hard corn nuts hitting a metal lid. 　Estella shut her mouth at the sound of the explosion. She must have lost her chance to interrupt. 　Well, this is just a calculation. They blew it up at the right time. 　Estella and everyone else in the room was watching me closely. While many people were suspicious, Jeanette was the only one with an uneasy expression on her face. "Oh, is he going to do something again?" he looked as if he was thinking about it. 　I ignore all those eyes and move on to the next process. 　It's made with sauce. 　Dissolve the honey from the yaplock and boil it up with butter and a little milk. The thick honey becomes dry and slick, then remove from the heat. 　Then I took the popcorn out of the pan, which had ceased to explode, and transferred it into a bowl... and poured the sauce on top of it. 　Mix the sticky, tangled sauce evenly together to keep the popcorn from crashing. An unbearable, sweet scent spreads around. "...this is...""...gulping,"　Sweet-loving Jeanette and Magda purr. 　Estella and Bertina watch my work without blinking. 　And the children of the Yaplocks are coming right next to me and looking at the work, stretching out. 　Actually, it would be a little cooler and tastier if it were crispy......"It's done! Honey popcorn is done!""I'll have it!""Yasilo, so do I!""Mr. Jillo, would you like one for me?""... Magda put up with tacos for this!""It's too good!""I want to eat it, too!""... oh, my God....""Look, honey. Our corn is shining in gold..."　It was a terrible bite. 　No, wait!　You guys are so full that you can't eat anymore, can you?　So I was going to show off my popcorn and eat it in front of you...　Are these people's stomachs inexhaustible?　Bertina, the first to reach out to her mouth, struggling with "Hot! Hot!" to the still-hot honey????"...what is it? This is the blessing of the earth which the Spirit has bestowed upon us."--I began to pray for something I didn' 　No, this is a common old man in Japan. "Ah......oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh,"... Magda, I was born to meet this.""This is... ...I might like this."　Three girls pour popcorn into their mouths. 　Come to think of it, I don't think there are many sweets in this city. 　I've only seen Imagawa-yaki. Well, if you have bean jam, you'll find sugar, or if you look for it, you'll find it somewhere. 　But it may be difficult in the 42nd leg. 　If so, wouldn't this honey popcorn be a pretty powerful weapon? "... you guys! Weren't you full?"　I have very little left of my share. "...sweet stuff, separate belly."　Come on, Magda. 　Have you ever been in Japan? No, your ideas are Japanese. 　There's another world in which you're born, isn't there? "Hey! Make this a treasure!"　Cheryl is picking a honey popcorn and shining it in the lantern light. "No, I can eat this any time, so eat it right away.""It's pretty?""Even if you keep it, it'll be no longer pretty tomorrow. Eat it while it's pretty.""Yes!"　Convinced, Cheryl throws popcorn into her mouth and a melting smile. "Oh my gosh!"　have the same reaction as Jeanette 　In other words, Jeanette has the same mental circuitry as Sheryl. 　Yes, I agree. "I see... Jiro was going to keep this to himself. You're a man to be on your guard."　Estella complains while moving her mouth, but it's not like... 　The strategy is a failure. 　I underestimated their nastiness. "Mr. Jiro! Here, here, here, here, here, here, here, here, here...!""Calm down. I'm looking like a chicken because I eat too much popcorn!""Is this going to be on the menu too."Well, you can make a decent amount at a low cost. You can put it in.""I did it! Long live!"　Jeanette is a big hit. 　Looking at it, Magda is also quietly hurrying. 　Well, I'm glad you liked it. "... Jillo, Mr. Jillo."　But there was only one person with a brooding. 　It's Bertina. "...this popcorn...is dangerous..."　Bertina's face is pale. 　Did something go wrong?"What's the matter, Sister?"　Jeanette runs over to Bertina in a hurry. 　At the same time Bertina squatted on the floor. 　...I'm trembling all over. 　What!?　Did it contain toxic ingredients depending on the species!?　Or the serious flaws I overlooked...!?"………………oh."　Bertina turns a pale face to me as I try to organize the situation. 　And........."... My stomach hurts.""You eat too much!"　It was a completely self‐It was my fault. 　Bertina's stomach was also proven to be inexhaustible. "...No. No matter how much you eat delicious food, your stomach won't hurt...""No, I'm sure enough.　Somehow I began to squat and tinker with him. "...that I can't eat any more when it's so delicious... ...that I can't eat it even though I'm in front of you... ...that I'm happy only with my nose, that I'm unhappy with my mouth... ...that's an unforgivable sin... ...repent, Mr. Jiro!""It's a good place to take it out, isn't it, that!?"　After that, I was forced to run to church in the heavy rain, carrying Bertina, who was paralyzed by a stomachache. 　How many times have you been out today, me?