Magical Tool Master Dahlia Never Compromises ~ Starting Today: Life as a Freelancer ~

"Thank you. I rely on makeup. You're beautiful too. That dress suits you perfectly."

"Haha, thank you. Marcella bought this for me."

Marcella stood behind Irma, and even after her name was called, she continued to stare at Dalia with her iris-colored eyes.

"Hey, Marcella, what are you standing there for? Say something."

"Sorry... I was shocked. Honestly, I find the power of makeup terrifying. But Dalia is already cute, and makeup makes her even prettier. It really suits her."

After he finished speaking seriously, it was Dahlia's turn to be stunned.

She knew it was the makeup, and that Marcella had said that because Irma had suggested it.

But she didn't know how to respond, so she turned to Irma for help.

"Irma, look, Marcella is praising him so hard, stop him!"

"Marcella, I won't be jealous. Just praise the beautiful Dalia as much as you can."

"Great! I'm so happy to be drinking with two beautiful women tonight!"

Irma's words brought Marcella back to normal, and the three of them climbed up the stairs of the Green Tower with smiles on their faces.

"Marcella, Irma, thank you so much for coming all the way from breaking off the engagement to becoming the guarantor for the Chamber of Commerce."

The three of them sat down at the table, and Dalia bowed deeply in thanks.

Life has been very busy lately, but in fact it wasn’t long since I broke off the engagement.

Irma heard her complain that Marcella helped her move and was her guarantor for the Chamber of Commerce, and she was really taken care of by the couple.

"Dalia, come on! I'm not helping at all."

"Yes, everyone wants to be your guild's guarantor. There's no need to thank me for something like this."

"But you guys really helped me a lot and took good care of me. Don't be polite today, just enjoy your meal."

"OK."

"Then we won't hesitate."

Dahlia poured a dark ale for Marcella and a white ale for herself and Irma, and they toasted before the meal.

Marcella was responsible for the toast words.

"To the establishment of the Roseti Chamber of Commerce, the prosperity of Irma's Beauty Salon, and our good fortune tomorrow. Cheers!"

""Cheers!"

Marcella drank it all in one gulp, and Irma drank half a glass. They were both as good drinkers as Dalia. Perhaps because it was so hot that day, the feeling of the cold beer passing through their throats was particularly refreshing.

"It's delicious... This kind of wine tastes best when it's chilled..."

"Every time I drink this kind of wine, I want to buy a big refrigerator for my home..."

The two of them said with the same expression.

Large refrigerators are still expensive for ordinary people. A medium-sized refrigerator can only hold fresh food like fish and meat, not drinks. For cold drinks, most people usually cool them with water or place ice magic stones in a wooden box.

If only refrigerators and ice magic stones could be cheaper—Dalia thought as she stood up.

"Let's eat."

Dahlia brought two small magic furnaces, pots and several large plates from the kitchen.

"This is a small magic furnace, right?"

"You're putting a pot on the table. Are you going to fry food here?"

"Yes, tonight we're having freshly fried kushikatsu. The vegetables are fried in one pot, and the other ingredients are fried in another. The seasonings are salt, lemon, pepper, and mayonnaise. You can choose your favorite."

Dahlia wanted to make something that would go well with ale, so she decided to make skewers.

She prepared diced beef and pork, shrimp, scallops, kraken, small fish, green peppers, mushrooms, lightly cooked onions, carrots, and small potatoes.

The magic furnace made of magic stone is different from the cassette stove in the previous life. There is no need to worry about the gas tank exploding due to heat.

However, handling the waste oil from frying and cleaning up afterwards are still just as troublesome.

"Don't put the wine glass too close to the pot, or the water will drip into the frying pan and the oil will spray everywhere."

"Got it, let's start blasting."

"Irma, don't put too much food in at once, or the oil temperature will drop."

"Yeah, I thought they were frying chicken. It's ready to eat right after frying, right?"

Irma nodded and added the skewered shrimp and scallops to the frying pan. The sizzling sound of frying made her mouth water.

Marcella, who was standing by, carefully put the skewers of green peppers into the frying pan and seemed to be standing still and not wanting to let go.

"Marcella, it's okay to let go."

"Aren't you nervous about blowing these things up?"

"Indeed, most people rarely light a stove at the dinner table. It's dangerous if children are around. Adults must keep an eye on them, or use it in an area without children... Ah, I'll write that in the instructions."

"Dalia, write a note and forget it. You're being disrespectful to kushikatsu and beer."

"it is good."

Irma suggested this as she added the second batch of ingredients to the frying pan. Dalia pulled out a notebook from her pocket, wrote down a few words, and then joined in making the skewers.

"It's fried~ ready~"

Irma sprinkled some salt on the fried shrimp skewers and took a hasty bite.

"It's so hot!"

"Irma! Are you okay?"

"It's okay! Just drink some beer!"

Is everything really okay? Dalia was a little worried, but seeing Irma smiling as she drank her beer, she didn't ask any more questions.

Marcella, who was sitting next to him, was eating vegetables. He obviously liked fish and meat, so he wondered if he was worried.

"Marcella, there's still plenty of fish and meat, so you're welcome."

"I'm not being polite at all. I just want to try every kind of food."

Seeing that he answered seriously, Dalia didn't say anything more.

When Dalia was about to start eating, she didn't know which one to eat first.

She put the scallop skewers in front of her into the frying pan, added salt and tasted it. Unexpectedly, the scallops looked small, but they were very juicy when bitten.

Then deep-fry the shrimp until crispy before removing from the pan. The texture becomes like a snack, which feels very special.

The beef skewers were also delicious, but the most surprising thing was the spring onions. She didn't expect onions to be so sweet, so she simply left the second skewer untouched, just savoring its sweetness.

As she ate the small potato skewers with salt and black pepper, she suddenly remembered the dish she had when she first had drinks with Wolf. The black pepper crispy potatoes back then seemed even better than this.

Next time, don’t use small ones. Try frying large potatoes for a longer time.

"Dalia... Oops."

Hearing the slightly low voice, Dalia quickly looked up.

The man held a dark ale in his left hand and a skewer of mushrooms in his right hand, frowning.

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"Marcella, are you burned?"

"No, I ate Kushikatsu and wanted to drink, and then I wanted to eat Kushikatsu again. These are so delicious, I can't stop..."

"Feel free to eat. We still have some ingredients, and a dozen bottles of black ale."

"Thanks. If I've had too much to drink, please let me know. I'll give you some sweet red wine."

Bartering wine for wine is a simple and clear transaction method for those who love drinking.

"Dalia, I also think this combination is dangerous. Especially for this part."

Irma grabbed the belly of her red dress with a subtle expression.

It was indeed rounder than when she first arrived... No, Dahlia must have seen it wrong.

"Forget it, Irma. It's nothing compared to the delicious beer and kushikatsu."

"...That's right, I'll just work hard starting tomorrow."

Irma responded in this way, but Dalia also began to care about her waistline.

After the three of them finished their meal, they moved to the sofa and sat lazily.

"It tastes just like the ones sold at the restaurant! I didn't expect freshly fried kushikatsu to be so delicious."

"Yeah, the only problem is I accidentally drink too much."

"It's a good thing you like it. I'll give each guarantor two small magic furnaces, so you can try frying them at home. I'll also give you a few recipes, like a cheese hot pot."

Dahlia decided to give a small magic furnace to the guarantor of the Chamber of Commerce, and also prepared portions for others.

"Thank you, Dahlia. We'll be happy to serve you. I'll also promote your products to our customers."

"Thank you for your help. If my products sell well, I can give back to the guarantor."

"Well, I'm really looking forward to the bonus in two years."

The three of them chatted and laughed, and Dalia brought out the after-dinner drinks.

She didn't feel like moving, so she just took the rum, the soda bottle, the sugar shaker, and the bowl with a few limes and put them on the table.

"Marcella, it's your turn—!"

"I knew this when I saw Rhyme."

The man smiled bitterly when he heard Irma's words and got up to wash his hands.

"Marcella, it's time to show your strength!"

"Alright, alright."

He returned, casually agreeing, and peeled the green limes with ease, squeezing the skins to extract the juice. The juice dripped into the glass, about the same amount as from a juicer.

"You're really strong..."

"That's nothing. Almost every member of the Transport Guild can achieve this level of physical enhancement."

As Marcella spoke, she added rum and a generous amount of sugar to the glass and stirred it with a stick. Although it wasn't shaken like a cocktail, it still mixed well.

He had mixed this kind of drink before, and it was very similar to the cocktail "Deguili" that Dalia had drunk in her previous life.

He squeezed another lime and filled another glass with rum and soda. He loved the combination.

"Let's have a second toast. This time it's Irma's turn. Come on."

"Eh, me? Uh, pray for our health and luck, and keep working hard tomorrow. Cheers!"

""Cheers!"

The glasses clinked together, and Dahlia took a sip. First, the sweetness of sugar, then the sourness of lime, and then the alcoholic taste of rum assaulted her tongue and throat.

The rum and lime after the fried food is a unique flavor.

"The one that holds the wine is indeed another stomach."

"But it's the same belly that's getting fat."

"Marcella is such a jerk! So jerk!"

"sorry……"

Dalia laughed as she listened to the couple's amusing conversation.

These two people haven't changed before or after marriage, which makes people feel very comfortable.

If she married Tobias, would she be able to laugh as freely as she did now? This thought suddenly flashed through her mind, making the wine taste a little bitter.

"Dalia, if you ever...want to fall in love, tell me. I can introduce you to some promising young men from the Transport Guild."

Marcella seemed to see through her thoughts and she smiled and replied:

"Thank you, Marcella. But I'm no longer interested in dating or getting married."

"Dalia, I think you could start by making some male friends."