Chapter 36 – Ep.3 – Witch City Raftel (2)
The place where I ended up being led by the witch’s hand was a large and round house,
The outside was like a round pumpkin, and on top was a pointed, wide-brimmed tent like a witch’s hat.
I don’t know why the house was built that way. Perhaps it is the personal taste of the witch who captured Delrin.
In any case, the first Western-style house opened the door and let them in, as if welcoming the two men and women.
Intoxicated with the cozy yet unique atmosphere inside, Delrin is seated on a wooden chair next to a round table without her knowledge.
First class grandstand with direct view of the large witch’s pot.
She is oblivious to Delrin as to why she is sitting. It just seemed like she was supposed to be.
“Wait a little. I’ll make it soon.”
The witch begins to play her hand in the air with that sweet voice. Following her movements, a knife, a cutting board, three pieces of butter-like squares, and two ripe pumpkins naturally follow.
“It will be very tasty. There is nothing more satisfying than eating delicious food.”
As she flicks her hand, a fire roars under her pan, and her two hunks of butter glide through it.
The pumpkins, which are precisely split in half with a sharp knife, immediately scrape out the seeds that fill the inside, spit it out on their own, and gently land on the cutting board.
The chopping board on which the pretty pumpkins were burned is served with utmost sincerity to the inside of the pot.
The witch smiles once.
“It will be delicious. There are some children who don’t like pumpkin porridge, but everyone likes the pumpkin porridge I make.”
She again begins to command her gracefully with her hand. Guided by her beautiful hand, this time a sweet cream like pure white milk was brought in and put into her pot.
Next are the potatoes.
A kind and kind ingredient that will add softness and lightness to her pumpkin porridge.
The potatoes, which are washed well, take off their skins on their own, divide into small pieces, and immerse themselves in the cauldron.
“Pumpkin porridge is soft and sweet… It should be sweet and plain. That way, it becomes a fun pumpkin porridge that you won’t get tired of no matter how much you eat~”
“Yes… “
Why are you so immersed in the scene of making pumpkin porridge?
There is a reason why cooking YouTubers are successful. Feeling at ease…
What. Now Delrin is [Actually] Very calm because of the witch’s magic, but it doesn’t really matter.
The part we need to focus on now is a blue bottle that the witch held in her hand.
“Ego. Lastly, add the secret sauce and you’re done! Now you can boil it thoroughly.”
“The secret sauce… “
The glowing liquid contained in it goes into the cauldron, and for a moment a strange light emanates from the top of the pot.
“Originally, when cooking pumpkin porridge, blue light leaks out like this.”
“Okay?”
Delrin doesn’t feel strange. Nope, she’s possessed so she doesn’t feel weird.
End of cooking.
“Ego. Would you like to eat?”
The witch puts plenty of pumpkin porridge in a neat and pretty patterned wooden bowl in front of Delrin.
The pumpkin porridge, with steam blooming, boasts a beautiful appearance that makes your mouth water even just by looking at it.
The sweet and warm scent that spreads through the air is enough to fill your head with pumpkin porridge.
“Okay, let’s eat well!”
So, Delrin begins to eat the colorful pumpkin porridge very quickly, which she had never really enjoyed in the original world.
Crazy!
Dog, dog is delicious!
“Is it delicious?”
At the smiling witch, Delrin shakes her head very enthusiastically.
Of all the food she has ever eaten, she can count on her three fingers… !
No, this is the best
Nothing else can beat this pumpkin porridge.
This is the most delicious food I’ve ever eaten. Are you sure.
This…
This…
“So delicious… !”
“Eat a lot. There are any number of more.”
She is poisoned by the witch to the inside of him.
The more I eat, the happier I feel.
It was as if the soul itself had been waiting for this pumpkin porridge all this time.
Delrin can’t understand how such a divine dish exists.
A smile does not leave Delrin’s lips.
Even the witch who sees it doesn’t stop laughing at her.
“If you listen carefully, I will always make you pumpkin porridge.”
What?
You say you make this kind of pumpkin porridge every day?
“Really!?”
“Of course. My sister likes cute kids like you. Listen well in the future… If you get along well with the other kids, they will always make pumpkin porridge like this.”
Oh my god!
Is this person an angel?
An angel-like person whom I finally met in a difficult and exhausting life in another world!
This kind of person just locked me up like Philmarck or Neva and ate me… ! It can’t be!
You’re a trustworthy person. The person who willingly makes such excellent pumpkin porridge cannot be a bad person.
“So let’s live here with my sister from now on. Got it?”
Yes
“You… “
… Wait for a sec.
Live here… ?
No, no.
I’m sure…
“Baby?”
Definitely have to go back…
“… !”
Just-
The witch hastily brings Delrin’s fingers right in front of her eyes and flicks them.
“Focus on your words! Are you nice? Huh? Would you like some more pumpkin porridge?”
“Oh, no… This… No. I want to stop eating.”
“What..?”
The witch’s eyes widen. Her bewilderment and amazement emanate from the young and beautiful witch.
You don’t like it? Are you saying you don’t like him?
“Where are you? What… This… What’s this. What..!”
Widely-
Delrin throws the spoon away. The fog in his head lifts.
Only one word lingers in his clear mind.
“Lo, yup!”
However, the witch’s spoon goes in first before his mouth can finally shout “Rod.”
“Ego..! Is it delicious? Huh? Let’s eat some more. Ego!”
“Oops! Ugh!”
Suddenly, the witch came behind her and grabbed Delrin’s chin and hands, shaking them around to spread the pumpkin porridge evenly in his mouth, whispering hastily.
“It’s delicious pumpkin porridge. You are happy As long as I have this pumpkin porridge, I will always be happy. Forget everything, just remember this pumpkin porridge. Let’s forget everything Ego… Let’s forget everything.”
“Ugh… “
The strength gradually drains from Delrin’s desperately resisting body, and his eyes, which seemed to have regained their vitality for a moment, become blurry again.
“Town… “
“You can’t live without this pumpkin porridge. Ego… Take note of the taste.”
Both break out in a cold sweat. In particular, a witch who is always relaxed and confident takes a shower in a very cold sweat due to a situation she has experienced for the first time in her life.
“It’s chewing with your mouth. Wouldn’t it be so sad if you couldn’t eat this sweet and soft pumpkin porridge? Yes?”
“Um… “
His mouth begins to savor the pumpkin porridge involuntarily. It still tastes so great. The taste is so wonderful that it is frightening.
“Keep tasting. Roll your tongue and fill your mouth with pumpkin porridge and taste it. That’s right. You’re good… “
Delrin swallows the pumpkin porridge with his head foggy again. If you swallow it once, the witch immediately scoops out a large drink and shoves it into Delrin’s mouth, and Delrin eats it again and becomes a fool.
“Yes… “
“Yes, yes… You are doing well. Now, again… “
A feeling of fullness could not stop the pumpkin porridge from being pushed into the mouth. His mouth, esophagus, and stomach are very pickled with the witch’s hearty pumpkin porridge.
“Whew… Okay. Is it delicious?”
“Drink it… “
“Good. Ruler. I’ll give you another bowl, so now eat it yourself. Understand?”
“Yes… Please give me more soon… “
The witch wipes out a cold sweat in relief that she has relieved herself of the cold. At any rate, the spell cast on this boy was almost broken.
“I can’t do this… It can’t be… “
She murmurs, hovering around Delrin, who hastily scoops up her pumpkin porridge.
“How on earth… “
A child like this only resisted after breaking his mental control?
Even for a moment, this makes no sense. Unlike the other boys, this cute boy who is just a little better looking… Did she dare to resist my magic?
Raftel’s greatest witch and every witch’s dream. Role model. Hope. Fear. An insurmountable wall.
Greatest genius.
Chosen Witch.
A living legend who is evaluated as the most outstanding witch since the establishment of Raftel.
A woman who was even allowed the nickname [Magnity], Which means great witch.
Chi-Chi is shocked.
“My magic… How… “
Her murmur accelerates.
Her steps also speed up accordingly.
“Masitseut… ! You can eat it for the rest of your life! Happy!”
“In which part? What was different from usual? Missed part? Didn’t it hang properly? No. Hung up properly For sure.”
However, what blended into her voice was not nervousness and urgency…
“What? How did you do it? Huh? How did you do it? My baby… How did you solve it? Uhuhuh… It’s my first time. It’s really the first time. What is it? What? Huh?”
It will be uncontrollable excitement and overflowing curiosity.
“The Ju Se-hyo clothes… I like pumpkin porridge… I lived my life at a loss..! There was pumpkin porridge like this!”
