Chapter 33

「Hahh… so much happened yesterday and today that I’m exhausted…」

My hands busily worked while I breathed a sigh.

The kitchen has been already tidied up and only Shin who stood a watch over me and Miria who was helping me remained.

「I should be feeling exhausted by being dragged around by you…」

Shin seems to be slightly tired from yesterday’s shopping.

「My, keeping a woman company while she’s shopping is just like that, isn’t it?」

That was very normal in my past life.

「That mouth of yours… in your case, rather than being a woman you are a bit… no, quite different」 「Muh? How rude」

Am I being treated like a child? If you say something like that to a lady, you won’t be forgiven, you know? I’m actually a child though.

「How to say it… it’s close to desperately trying to stop a wild horse」

Miria too, ahh… she nodded in agreement.

「I’m not treated even as a person!」

My goodness… Miria-san, Shin-san, thank you for your hard work! Wild horse… un, it’s not like I don’t understand that expression! Yesterday’s shopping had a「No one, who he or she may be will be able to stop me! Hyahaha~!」mentality. I had no self-respect. I had no will to have it either. Self-respect stayed at home. Please don’t look for it.

. Ah, if I put this together with the orc soup, the orc meat would be overpowered… let’s pickle it tomorrow at a good opportunity and store it in the inventory to eat on a different day.

Since there was rice left, I made onigiri and baked them in miso. I’m so pleased to have gotten my hands on miso, so I unconsciously made miso-flavored menu… not good, not good. If I only present miso, everyone will get quickly bored of its taste, so I will store this in the inventory too.

Next year, my dormitory life at the academy will begin, so I will surely miss the taste of home… or rather, I will year for Japanese food, so stocking the inventory full is the plan. Inventory is a hyperspace so it apparently has no flow of time, but whether really hot things will stay hot and cold things cold is currently in the middle of verification. Fufufu…

「Cristea-sama, you seem tired, how about taking a break for today…?」

Miria worriedly asked while looking at my villainess-like smile. I feel like her concern comes from a slightly different direction, but I’m certainly tired, and it seems that I will fall into a loop that will make me cook forever, so I decided to clean up after storing the incomplete orc soup into the inventory so Otousama and others wouldn’t sneakily steal a bite and went to rest.

Fuaah… good night…