𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟐𝟕: 𝐍𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐃𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐧 𝐊𝐢𝐧𝐠
“Can’t we eat it tomorrow?”
“The apricot jam needs to be left overnight. By letting it sit, the flavor also intensifies, making it very delicious.”
Not only Demon King-sama but also Tyran-san reacts to the word “delicious.”
They both gulp and ponder about tomorrow and the day after tomorrow. They are busy people. But I don’t feel bad about it.
“I’ll eat that too.”
“Yes, yes.”
I said, “If there’s any ice cream left,” but I don’t feel like there will be any left. I can imagine both of them devouring it with tremendous speed.
It might be a bit challenging, but let’s do our best to make plenty.
While I’m thinking about that, the additional plates that Tyran-san brought are already clean. When did he eat them?
Following Tyran-san, who left after expressing his wishes, I also gather the dishes.
I’ll go back to the kitchen and do the dishes, and then I’ll have them make sherbet for me.
“Well then, if you’ll excuse me.”
“Wait a moment.”
“What’s the matter?”
“I’ve been curious about this for a while, but why am I the only one called ‘Demon King-sama’?”
“Huh?”
What’s with the sudden question? Demon King-sama is Demon King-sama. What else is there?
I tilt my head, not understanding his intention. Then, he irritably waves his arm.
“Tyran and the cook are also called by their names! I want to be called by my name sometimes too. . .!”
“I’m sorry. I don’t know your name, Demon King-sama. . .”
I see, Demon King-sama feels left out. But even if he wants to be called by his name, I don’t know Demon King-sama’s name.
In the previous game, there were types where the name of the Demon King appeared and types where it didn’t, so I just ignored it.
But looking at Demon King-sama puffing up his cheeks, I feel a slight sense of remorse.
“What did you say?! Well, it’s not surprising that you don’t know the name of the Demon King. It’s Mobius. It’s not bad to be called Demon King-sama, but occasionally call me by my name too. Otherwise, I feel like an outcast. . .!”
Although I am also called by my position name, it might be perceived as a nickname from Demon King-sama’s perspective. I understand the feeling of loneliness.
As I pat his head and say, “Mobius-sama,” Demon King-sama’s mood instantly improves.
When I think of Mobius, the first thing that comes to mind is the Mobius strip. It has no front or back and symbolizes infinite possibilities.
It is a perfect name for Demon King-sama, who is innocent and adorable and has made peace with humans.
“So, tomorrow we’ll make ice cream.”
I return to the kitchen and report about tomorrow’s snack. It feels luxurious to talk about ice cream while eating sherbet.
“When you say ice cream, do you mean the frozen dessert you told me about before?”
“Yes. It requires a lot of ice, so I’d like to ask both of you. . .”
“It’s a small matter.”
“If we’re short on any other ingredients, I’ll go buy them now.”
“We plan to use salt, egg yolks, sugar, milk, cream, and vanilla essence.”
・・・
『”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”.』
・・・
It’s my first time making ice cream, but I’ve read about it in a book. Not a recipe book, but a children’s book.
I’ve heard that many readers try to make things based on those kinds of books, so it should be fine.
I roughly remember the measurements.
Although I’m only using egg yolks this time, I have also thought about how to use the leftover egg whites.
“In that case, we have everything in the pantry.”
“But it’s surprising to put salt in something sweet.”
“We use salt to lower the temperature of the ice.”
By mixing ice and salt in a ratio of three parts ice to one part salt, you can lower the temperature to below freezing. It’s called freezing point depression.
I used this phenomenon to make ice candy during elementary school science class.
At that time, I waited for it to solidify in a clean test tube, but this time, I’ll use a small bowl and diligently stir it.
It seems a bit challenging, but if I cast a strengthening enchantment, the burden will be reduced. It should work. . .I hope.
“I see.”
“It’s human wisdom, isn’t it?”
I nod vigorously at the sight of Migi-san and Hidari-san, and the faces of the two from earlier come to mind.
If I fail, it will surely make them quite sad. Just imagining it makes my heart ache a little.
“Um, can I practice after dinner? I’m a little anxious about doing it all of a sudden since I’ve never made it before. . .”
“It’s a trial version.”
“Can we taste it too?”
“Of course. Please give me your feedback.”
“With pleasure.”
As promised, the three of us start making ice cream after dinner.
Although we need a trial run, the process itself is not difficult. It’s something even a child who has read a children’s book can make.
First, we put ice made by the two of them and the prepared salt into a large bowl and mix them together.
Next, we prepare two small bowls and separate the egg yolks and egg whites. We won’t use the egg whites for making ice cream, so we ask them to store it in the refrigerator. We put sugar in the bowl with the egg yolks and mix it with a whisk until it becomes pale. Then, we gradually add milk to it.
We stack the small bowls on top of the large bowl we made earlier and add cream and vanilla essence, mixing them with a whisk. We mix it slowly and thoroughly, reaching the bottom, and when it becomes heavy, we switch to a wooden spoon to mix.
It seems it’s good to be conscious of removing lumps and kneading.
We repeat this process diligently until it reaches the perfect firmness.
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