𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟐𝟖: 𝐖𝐨𝐨𝐝𝐞𝐧 𝐬𝐩𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐥𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐜𝐞𝐝 𝐞𝐧𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬
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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”.』
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The important thing is to apply the enhancement magic to the wooden spatula.
When I was at the church, I specialized in applying magic to others and never had the chance to use it on myself. But when I actually try it, it’s enjoyable. I don’t mind that the effect is small.
Just when I start to feel a little heavy-handed, the follow-up of enhancement comes at just the right time.
There’s nothing more grateful than this. When my hand mixer broke in the middle of making sweets in my previous life, I can’t help but think how much easier it would have been with this magic! Tears well up in my eyes at the thought.
The recovery enhancement magic, which is said to be a lower-level equivalent of healing magic, may create a hierarchy of higher and lower levels once you get used to both, but from my perspective, it exhibits an amazing effect.
If I apply it on a tired night, it seems to have the effect of taking a bath or applying a poultice.
Since coming to the Demon King’s Castle, I never feel so exhausted from making sweets that it lingers into the next day, but if I have the opportunity, I should try it.
“Oh, is this enough? Can you bring me the plate I used to serve the sherbet?”
“Ah, this one?”
“Yes, that’s it. Please remove the spoon. . .Tyran-san?! Why are you here?”
“I came to take the plates.”
“Um, this is still a prototype, so I will make Tyran-san’s and Demon King-sama’s portions tomorrow.”
“I see, so we can’t eat it yet. . .”
Tyran-san hangs his head. He doesn’t push forward like Demon King-sama did with the hot sandwich.
But he wanted to eat it. . .My heart aches as he quietly places the plate on the sink.
Various reasons come to mind, such as his stomach getting cold after eating so much sherbet, or the fact that I only made enough for three people.
Even though I haven’t done anything wrong, my conscience throbs painfully for some reason.
With this feeling of guilt, I have to face tomorrow. After a little hesitation, I let out a short breath.
“Migi-san, Hidari-san. Can I talk to you for a moment?”
I call the two of them to the edge of the kitchen and decide to discuss face to face. I lower my voice so that Tyran-san can’t hear.
I can feel his suspicious gaze, but I have no intention of involving him in the conversation. Instead, I plan to finish it quickly.
“I think it’s a bit pitiful to send him back like this, but wouldn’t it be unfair if we give it to Tyran-san and not to Demon King-sama?”
“That’s true.”
“But it’s already late, and since we’re serving both snacks and sherbet, I think it would be bad for their health if we give them a large amount. So if it’s okay with both of you, I would like to divide the portions for three people into fifths. . .Oh, of course, I will make separate portions for both of you tomorrow and the day after.”
Just like with the hot sandwich, it will be a test of their patience. I also feel a different kind of guilt.
But both of them nod without hesitation.
“It’s fine. We also want to eat the ones with sauce and the ones with jam.”
“But, Tyran, and Demon King-sama, will it be enough?”
“Emphasize that it’s originally a prototype and ask them to accept it. . .Please keep Tyran-san here while I ask Demon King-sama.”
“Understood.”
Leaving Tyran-san to them, I move to the adjacent room.
I take out the communication device from the bag, and as soon as I connect, Demon King-sama’s face appears.
“What’s the matter at this hour? Is something wrong?”
“Well, Tyran-san came while I was making a prototype of the ice cream. . .”
After explaining the situation, I present my conditions.
Since it’s a prototype, the amount per person will be small. I won’t prepare sauce today.
If they can accept these two conditions, I will also prepare ice cream for Demon King-sama.
If they can’t accept it, I won’t give it to Tyran-san either. As planned, I inform them that I will prepare sauce for tomorrow’s snack.
While saying this, I can’t help but think that it’s a cruel choice for Demon King-sama. But his answer is straightforward.
“I don’t mind. I’ll come over right away.”
After saying that, Demon King-sama abruptly ends the call. It seems he really wanted to eat it.
I return to the kitchen and inform the two of them that Demon King-sama is coming. I also tell Tyran-san that I can give him a little bit of ice cream.
“Is that okay?”
“Yes. I’ll divide it now, so please wait a moment.”
“We must hurry.”
I divide the ice cream into five equal parts and plate them. The quantity is small.
However, Tyran-san is looking at it with gentle eyes. It’s a different reaction from when I made steamed buns. He seems somehow happy.
Soon, Demon King-sama joins us, and we all move to the next room.
Perhaps because I explained from the beginning that the quantity is small, there is no begging from Demon King-sama.
While just staring at the empty plate, he murmurs, “Tomorrow, there will be more. Lots more,” and laughs softly. As for Tyran-san next to him, he has been sucking on the spoon since he took the last bite, immersed in sentiment.
Migi-san and Hidari-san immediately exchange their impressions and start thinking about what goes well with it.
