Chapter 175 – Creating a Harem (3)
When I got out of the shower and saw that they were still cooking, I decided to sit quietly on the sofa and wait.
By the way…
“Hmm! “I have known since ancient times that sweet things are the taste of bliss, so if you add a lot of this sugar, it will become delicious!”
“Wait a minute, Pharaoh…! Ah, ah…!”
“…I can’t help it, I already added it, so I think it would be a good idea to increase the amount and adjust the seasoning again. “The amount may increase a bit… But… Well, the main lady will try to do something about this…”
“…Pharaoh, I will take care of it from now on, so please leave for a moment.”
“What…? Wait a minute, Karura! “Not yet open…!”
“Please leave for a moment.”
Something makes me a little uneasy.
She followed along confidently, so she wondered if Carmina was good at cooking, but she felt a little bad when she heard Carmina’s voice amid all the noise from earlier.
“…Because there are Hoaran and Karura.”
Still, there are those two, but could something strange come out?
Even now, it seems like Karura is stopping Carmina from running wild, and Hoaran is trying to control it.
Even though I was a bit anxious, I decided to believe that somehow things would work out.
“Hmm, will the texture improve if I add this…?”
“Wait a minute, Justitia, why did you put that in… Hey!”
“Don’t worry, you can eat this.”
“You crazy bitch! You put that in there just because you can eat it?! Hoa-ran, stop this bitch!”
I’m really anxious.
What on earth did Justitia put in that made Lilith, who can’t cook, freak out and do that?
What is Justitia trying to feed me…?
I kept suppressing my gaze from wandering towards the kitchen.
For some reason, I didn’t think it would be possible if I looked at it and found out what the hell I was doing.
However, even though I wanted to not watch it, they kept making a fuss and it was hard to resist.
I couldn’t help it.
“Come out, Ammut.”
“I, Ammut, the judge of death, answer the call! “My master!”
When I called, he jumped out and hugged the Ammut that had jumped out.
“Nyaan?!”
And stroked it wildly.
“Nyaaagh! What are you doing, my master! “No matter how bad I am, I…”
The ammut was very talkative, but as I kept stroking her under her chin, she became calm.
“Nyaaaaang… I am… Death… Nyaaaaang… The one who judges… Ammut… Nyaaaaang…”
Ammut became calm while making a fuss.
At one time, Ammut was so huge that he could swallow me in one bite, and in the past, he was even bigger, and Ammut was a god, so now he was just a cat.
In the past, it was a monster with all kinds of animal shapes mixed together, but now it just looks like a small cat and acts like a cat.
Ammut’s fur wasn’t as good as Hoaran’s, but it was so soft that it was perfect for calming the mind and body.
Anyway, as I was caressing the ammut like that, my anxious mind, which I had no idea what was going to happen, calmed down somewhat.
Pong.
I kept scratching Ammut’s chin, and after Ammut was created, Hoa, who, like Ammut, could be called in a summoning manner rather than in the form of a doll, came out on her own even without being called.
And he looked at me with a sulky face.
“Huh? Why?”
Then, Hoa slapped my arm asking why and then pushed away the ammut that was being gently stroked by me.
It might not have been known before, but now Ammut, whose strength is stronger than that of Hoa, was able to tumble down in droves.
“No, what is it? What’s the matter?”
I suddenly wondered why Hoa was doing this, but then she looked at me and opened her mouth.
“Hoa…!”
Hoa’s feelings of extreme injustice and regret were conveyed.
Ah…
“Sorry.”
So, I apologized to Hoa, hugged her, and made her sit on my lap.
And Ammut, who was smaller than Hoa, was placed on Hoa’s lap again.
“Now, can we do this?”
“…Hoa.”
I’m still dissatisfied.
“Now, I’m sorry.”
And he patted Hoa’s head.
This time, I didn’t forget and petted Ammut as well.
“Nyaan…”
“Hoaaaaa…”
If you don’t treat me the same way, I’ll get upset.
I have to be careful.
Just as wives should be treated equally, food spirits and summoned beasts should be treated equally, so I remembered that I was stroking Ammut Lang Hoa’s head or touching her tail, and as I was stroking her tail, I guess the food was finally finished and everyone was getting bigger. He brought the table with a lot of things on top.
“Hmm…”
But, isn’t there too much…?
I checked the dishes on the table again.
No matter how I looked at it, I thought it was too much.
First…
The dishes looked so delicious that I wondered how on earth they made something like this. It was clear that Hoaran had made them.
And, although it was a little lacking compared to Hoaran’s cooking, Karura’s skill was evident in the delicious dishes.
The sandwiches piled up next to it must be Lilith.
Perhaps they had been practicing since then, but the sandwich looked much more delicious than before.
However…
“…Hmm.”
You don’t know what that big, really, really big bread is, and what is that thing that’s been bubbling up since a while ago?
What on earth is it made of that makes it purple?
However, I soon found out who made one of them.
Carmina picked up one of the two dishes she was eyeing, a large piece of bread, and spoke.
“This was made by me! Yeo’s hero! “Enjoy your meal!”
What if Carmina was the one who made that?
That purple weird soup… Or not… Anyway, I’m not sure…
“…Then, was this made by Justitia?”
“Huh.”
I guess Justitia made it.
I looked at Justitia who answered that very calmly, then she nodded and said.
“Then let’s eat quickly.”
Anyway, it was a dish that everyone worked hard to prepare.
Although one was too big to be burdensome, and I wasn’t sure if the other was food or not, I had to eat it anyway since they were both made for me.
I didn’t know it would turn out like this, but half of it was also a result of the karma I had sown.
Hearing my words, everyone else who was seated decided to have lunch anyway, even though it seemed a little early.
“…First of all.”
I decided to eat it.
Everyone was staring at me with no intention of eating.
To the point of being burdensome.
Even though I was wondering why on earth I was doing this, I tried to eat something first.
“…”
I did…
As I slowly reached out to pick up a spoon, I saw Hoaran or Karura with sparkling eyes. Instead, I felt like Carmina and Lilith were in a bit of a bad mood.
“…”
When they put down their spoons again, Lilith and Carmina seem to be in a good mood again.
Instead, this time, she could clearly see that Ho Aran and Karura were the opposite of them, disappointed.
It was obvious why I felt better or worse.
Lilith, who made a sandwich, or Carmina, a huge baked loaf of bread, were not dishes to be eaten with a spoon.
On the other hand, in the case of hoaran or karura, which were dishes that looked similar to those dishes, whether it was seafood stew or stew, they were foods that were eaten using a spoon.
So, it reacted like that when I picked up or put down the spoon.
Ah…
The order of eating is also important…?
No, I wouldn’t really pay attention to that anyway.
Still, I didn’t know that there would be ‘discrimination’ in any case, regardless of who was selected first or who wasn’t.
The good news is that Justitia doesn’t seem to mind at all… I don’t think so.
Justitia gently pushed the bubbling, boiling purple liquid towards me, probably a purple-flavored soup, which she herself had probably made for the first time, if what she said was true, and looked at me. Because I saw it.
Why did I ask everyone to cook together?
This is why you can’t choose anything first.
I couldn’t really choose because if I ate one first, the people who prepared the remaining dishes might be disappointed.
I’m bored…
What should I do with this…?
I felt like I should just stop caring and just eat something, but I couldn’t, so I thought about it for a while.
“Oh oh…!”
I reached out and picked up a large, really large piece of bread that Carmina had made.
I saw Carmina, who was happy, wagging her tail, but the others, or should I say instead, looked a bit disappointed.
Therefore.
“Hoa.”
“Hoaaaaa…”
Hoa snaps his fingers and says, “Ugh.”
Then, Carmina’s large bread split in half.
As if sighing, “Ugh.”
As Hoa continued to move her fingers as I instructed, she used her telekinesis to pile everyone’s dishes onto the half-cut bread.
I built it up and built it up again.
I piled up my share of Hoaran’s cooking, Karura’s cooking, and Lilith’s sandwiches, and covered them with the remaining half of the bread.
“Whoa.”
Then, I sprinkled the unidentified purple soup that Justitia made on top of it.
“…Thank you for this food.”
I picked up the completed, fucking big-sized sandwich, took a big bite, and ate it.
The taste of the incredibly sweet bread that spread from the corner of my mouth, making me wonder what on earth it was, and the taste of all kinds of food that had been invaded by the crazy sweetness of the bread, filled my mouth.
I don’t know what to say about this.
It was something… A very complex taste.
Even though I did it this way, it was surprisingly not tasty or anything.
It looks strange, but the purple soup sprinkled on the outside of the big sandwich is more edible than I thought.
But since it’s all mixed up, I don’t know what’s what.
All the flavors were mixed together and exploding in my mouth.
Why is everyone’s opinion so strong?
Still.
I munched on it, chewed it all and shoved it into my mouth.
And then I swallowed.
I gulped down the big sandwich and passed it over my throat.
“…What are you doing? “Everyone isn’t eating.”
When I said that to everyone who was staring at me blankly, I saw everyone start moving.
As far as the gaze was concerned, they were still looking at me holding the big sandwich.
Lilith is looking at me with a very complex and subtle face, Hoaran and Karura are looking at me worriedly, wondering if I’m okay, and Carmina is wagging her tail as if she’s just happy to eat the bread she made. I’m not sure if I like her or not, but she keeps staring at me anyway. Even Justitia.
He didn’t seem to show any sign of eating until I finished eating, so he took the big sandwich to his mouth.
“Well, is it delicious? “Are you Hanzo?”
Hoa-ran asks me carefully.
He swallowed the big sandwich he had shoved into his mouth and answered.
“It’s worth eating.”
But it wasn’t a taste I wanted to eat again.
Cooking…
Should we decide on a turn to do it?
While thinking that, I finished munching on the remaining big sandwich.
