|Author: Kiriya Kadzuki||Original Source: Syosetu||Word Count: 1336 characters|
|Translator: Aurum||English Source: Re:Library||Word Count: 471 words|
|Proofreader: Silva||Editor(s): Deximus_Maximus|
I decided to take advantage of Reesha’s kindness and spend the night in the guest room at the administration palace.
Kishana and Luthors also decided to stay with Schenna to take care of her.
“I’m gonna go borrow the palace’s kitchen, I’ll make something that won’t upset your stomach.”
“Thanks. I think for now just not having an empty stomach will be fine.”
“I see… feeling alright?”
“Yea, I’m perfectly fine. There are lots to do tomorrow, we have to stop by and pick up the refrigerator and get it set up early.”
Seeing Schenna fidgeting about allowed Kishana to start relaxing and stop worrying about her condition.
Luthors took up a position near the door, ever the diligent bodyguard of the group.
“Rather than me, make something for Luthors, she’s been working hard to get us some Dark Cores.”
“That’s unnecessary, I’m capable of taking care of myself.”
“Hearing you say that I have to agree. I put you in charge of the most dangerous assignments and was worried sick about you. I can’t help thinking you’re pretty amazing.”
“Don’t say something like that! I was glad to have heard the words recorded by that strange device earlier, the way you refused to bend, the way you held on to your convictions and protected both of us, protected your parents in your home, it was amazing.”
As Luthors approached and embraced Schenna from the front, her true thoughts started to seep out.
For Luthors’ sake, Kishana left to go borrow the kitchen and make something nutritious.
She put butter, water, and consomme in a large pot, after a bit she added bite-sized chunks of carrots, onions, and grated ginger to the pot and let it boil over the fire.
After letting it boil for a while, she skimmed the scum out and flavored it with salt and pepper, and with that, a simple vegetable soup was completed.
“For now I made a vegetable soup with the ingredients available.”
Kishana split the soup into three servings and soon everyone gathered around the dining table was smacking their lips.
The warm soup passed through smoothly and sated their appetites.
“Kishana’s food is the best after all.”
“It pleases me to hear you say that, what do you think Luthors?”
“Yea, I can’t disagree. If I tried, I probably wouldn’t be able to make anything similar to this.”
“Next time I’ll teach you, I’m sure with a little practice it’ll be easy for you.”
“…I see, I’ll think about it.”
Luthors had no luck with anything besides swordsmanship and combat drills.
Survival training left her able to procure and prepare the minimum necessities to stay alive, but that had nothing to do with cooking comfort food.
It never hurts to increase your options, and it may lead to new possibilities.