Honk! Honk! Honk!

In the cave, which seemed to be quite quiet, the iron pot on the burning fire made a unique sound of boiling food, and wisps of white mist emerged from the boiling iron pot.

The unique aroma of food permeates the cave.

The gentle evening breeze slowly blew into the cave, blowing the fragrance of food to the people of Araki Kitahara.

"Wow, it's so fragrant, isn't this snake soup?

"I Save a Little Too Many Tokyo Love Heroines" 224, Jailer. I am hitting it in my hand, please wait a moment,

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