𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟐𝟑: 𝐓𝐲𝐫𝐚𝐧’𝐬 𝐓𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐂𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐮𝐧𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐃𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐜𝐞
From that day on, when I bring steamed buns to Tyran-san’s room, he reluctantly accepts them.
He accepts the hot sandwiches because it’s better than being served tomatoes every time.
However, I have already received information from the maids that he eats them immediately after they are brought in. He’s just not straightforward about it.
I want to establish a habit of consuming something other than potions.
So far, the hot sandwiches have a high success rate, and the most requested item is the meat buns. But I have started mixing in different dishes little by little, and the amount he eats has also increased.
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『”𝙰𝚠𝚎𝚋𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜.𝚌𝚘𝚖” – 𝙳𝚒𝚜𝚌𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚊 𝚌𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚒𝚟𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚕𝚍 𝚘𝚏 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎, 𝚙𝚊𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚊𝚍𝚟𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚎, 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚞𝚕𝚐𝚎 𝚒𝚗 𝚊 𝚌𝚘𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚜𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚗𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚕𝚜 𝚠i𝚝𝚑 “𝚍𝚊𝚒𝚕𝚢 𝚞𝚙𝚍𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚜” 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚎𝚡𝚌𝚕𝚞𝚜𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚊𝚌𝚌𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚝𝚘 “𝚊𝚍𝚟𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚎𝚍 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚜”.』
・・・
“Oh, by the way. Today’s dinner is short pasta soup. It doesn’t get messy and it’s easy to eat, so there shouldn’t be any complaints, right?”
“What?! What about the meat buns?”
“The meat buns are for tomorrow. Please try something different occasionally. Besides, soup pasta is delicious too. If you have any requests for ingredients you want in it, now is the time to tell me.”
Tyran-san, who had a terrible attitude when we first met, didn’t change his demeanor even when I pushed my way in.
Since the incident with the chilled tomatoes, he seemed to have given up on something.
Regardless of the reason, it became easier to talk to him. So I take the liberty to push forward without hesitation.
“You’re saying something like an old lady. . .”
“Did you say something?”
“Tomorrow is the meat buns.”
“Okay, okay.”
Although he clicks his tongue, he doesn’t reject the steamed buns I handed to him.
Despite complaining about my strange ideas, he now comes to pick up the dishes at some point during breakfast, lunch, or dinner. I feel like the fatigue that was clinging to his face has slightly diminished.
According to him, “Taking in sugar improves brain function and makes work more efficient,” or “Walking a little helps switch my thinking.” Whatever the reason, it’s a significant change.
“Let’s do something good for Dairy.”
As usual, when I bring steamed buns, Demon King-sama takes out something.
What he handed me was a palm-sized board.
It was an oval shape, as if a curry bun had been completely crushed. It looks slightly like a giant marble because it’s colorless and transparent.
“What is this?”
“It’s a communication device.”
“A communication device? That’s a super expensive item! I can’t accept something like this!”
Although it’s called a communication device, it’s different from the mobile phones and smartphones of my previous life. It’s quite expensive in this world.
In the human realm, it’s an item that only a few wealthy people or executives, including royalty and nobles, have the opportunity to use.
In terms of my previous life, it’s like a private jet.
And Demon King-sama gave such a terrifying thing to a newcomer like me. How am I supposed to use something like this? I should just return it right away.
But Demon King-sama doesn’t try to take it back.
“I prepared it for Dairy, so don’t worry about it. The Demon King’s Castle is vast, so it would be troublesome if you got lost, right? Plus, when you’re unsure whether to eat the delicious food, or when you’re in a quandary about tomorrow’s snack, or even when you think you can offer snacks a little earlier, just raise your hand and you can consult with me immediately. It’s best to make full use of it!”
The first half might be a bonus, but the second half seems to be his true intention.
In other words, it’s for Demon King-sama himself. It seems that Demon King-sama is still holding onto the incident with the hot sandwiches.
Since the day I made the hot sandwiches for the first time, Demon King-sama has been sneaking out of the king’s chamber from time to time.
The destination is, of course, the kitchen. He started coming to ask questions like “Is the snack ready?” or “What are you making?” It seems he couldn’t wait.
I understand the feeling of not being able to wait and wanting to eat quickly. But when he comes to the kitchen almost every day, Migi-san and Hidari-san become timid.
I was wondering what to do. But I never expected to prepare something like this.
“I also prepared a storage bag for it.”
Demon King-sama hands me a drawstring bag with a very nice smile. His head must be filled with thoughts about future snacks. He looks so happy that I can’t refuse.
It would be strange to imagine the price, so let’s just think of it as something like a smartphone. After all, smartphones were also considered luxury items.
I think there will be many moments in the future where I’m glad to have memories of my previous life.
But just because there’s a next time, this impact won’t fade away. Yes, I’m convinced.
The impact of the price is not something that easily disappears.
“Thank you very much. I will use it carefully.”
“Yes!”
Even though I am involved in what Demon King-sama, the most powerful being in the Demon Realm, currently values the most, I would never have believed it if someone told me a year ago, “You’ll soon be given a communication device.”
I might have been paralyzed with fear just by mentioning that I am in the Demon Realm.
Well, back then, I never imagined being abandoned by Jude or remembering my past life, not even in the slightest. . .
Life is unpredictable.
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