The Broken Possessors of the Infinite Regression Academy

Chapter 228 – Side Story: Liberal Arts Lecture – 2

Priscilla, who had scared people with just one sentence, looked at the manual and fiddled with the cooking assistant magic tool.

I was looking at its profile anxiously. At the very least, it should be so that people can eat it. Even if it wasn’t, I could at least eat it all, but it would be difficult to completely hide my admiration.

“Let’s see how well you do there. Just try to be as good as me.”

Rosaria grumbled and approached me. Latina followed her quietly.

“I guess that’s why he reacted that way, because he was that confident.”

“I know. But you know, if you really want to find fault, you can find as many as you want. If there’s even the slightest thing that’s strange, I’ll find fault with it and beat you up.”

A wicked smile appeared on his face. In a way, it was a mischievous smile.

“I’m the judge. You didn’t forget, did you?”

“There are audience reviews, right? I shared it with them too, so what can’t they evaluate?”

“I guess so. I don’t think it will have any effect on the results though.”

“The symbol is bad. Use your good heart, Saintess. It is not right to be so evil.”

Latina suddenly chimed in and added a word.

“Are you saying that as if that’s not true?”

“I don’t think so. People who can’t cook are said to have bad habits.”

Just as the two were about to start bickering again, I quickly intervened and took Rosaria and Latina in my arms, pushing them away. Latina, who was held in my arms, immediately became calm.

On the contrary, Rosaria smiled meaningfully and came closer. Slowly, her slender fingers took hold of my hand and guided it to her chest.

“I didn’t tell you to do that.”

“Tch. How stingy.”

I heard a tongue-clicking sound from the side. Do you know what it would look like if you left the other side to cook while you were here touching your chest? I’m not that shameless.

Instead of giving up her original goal, Rosaria slightly changed her plan and buried her face in my arms, raising her head slightly and asking a question.

“Mira, who do you think is number one?”

“well.”

Priscilla was busy looking over the instruction manual. It felt more like she was making a dough than actually cooking.

Laura and Leona were cooking normally. They were both surprisingly good. Now that I think about it, Leona wasn’t that good at cooking at first. She couldn’t even make rice balls properly.

“… … .”

The corners of her lips slightly lowered as she recalled the old memories. Leona’s memories were no different from Aria’s. She forced the corners of her lips back up and turned her gaze.

“I think it might be Elisier.”

Laura and Leona were also moving quite skillfully, but Elisier was on a different level from them.

He used six different cooking tools at the same time, and his knife skills when slicing the ingredients were extraordinary. The ingredients he cut were perfectly cut without any sharp edges, and his actions of tasting and adjusting the seasoning were very natural.

Every movement was not just a skill that came from cooking, but a skill that could only come from experience. Rosaria nodded as if she knew it.

“I thought so. She said cooking was her hobby. I heard that we talked a lot while you were away.”

“Are you still trying to find fault with me even though you already knew?”

Rosaria’s body flinched for a moment at the sudden remark.

“What, what is it? Did you hear that?”

“It’s not that far away, so how could you not hear it from this distance? Well, let me see if you can find fault with my cooking as well.”

“… … .”

While Rosaria, who was embarrassed, was making excuses, Laura stopped the mana going into the cooking assistant magic tool and picked up the plate. Knock, knock, knock, soon, a plate was placed in front of Latina, Rosaria, and me, one by one.

“Okay, it’s done.”

Unlike Latina’s first course, which was just boiled meat with sauce on top, this was a classic lamb steak that you would see at a fancy restaurant.

“Okay. Then-”

“Just wait a moment. I’ll cut it for you.”

Laura gently pressed my hand and snatched the fork and knife away. Her hands began to cut the steak with care and elegance.

As soon as the knife dug into the nicely browned surface, the juices that had been trapped inside burst out. The juices flowed down the steaming surface and pooled around the edges.

The well-cooked cross-section was revealed. The steak, cooked to medium-well and golden brown, was emitting heat and a delicious smell. The meat juices and oil mixed together moistened the inside.

Laura picked up a piece of steak, cut into bite-size pieces, with her fork and held it out to me. The piece of steak, soaking up the fat and juices, came right up to me.

“Okay, ah- do it.”

“Hey! What are you doing!”

Rosaria jumped at the sight. Laura responded calmly.

“It is a given that a luxurious dish has a set way of eating it. So what is wrong with making it so that you can enjoy the dish to the fullest?”

“It’s just a steak! It’s so obvious what it’s doing!”

“This is a steak made with the finest ingredients that are only supplied to the palace. I don’t think you can tell the difference.”

Rosaria backed away without saying anything in return. Meanwhile, Latina was calmly slicing and eating the steak, repeatedly exclaiming how delicious it was.

Yes. That kind of human appearance is much more pleasing. While I was secretly feeling happy, the steak poked my lips as if telling me to eat it quickly. I opened my mouth obediently.

As soon as I put it in my mouth, the meat juice burst out and mixed with the sauce that was just right to add flavor to the meat. The distinct meaty scent flowed into my nasal passages, and the oil that melted on my tongue was added.

It’s not overcooked so that the juices are gone, but it’s not undercooked so that the blood is seeping out either, so it’s perfect.

I thought I had tried all sorts of fancy cuisines while living in Crate Street, but this one didn’t seem to compare to them.

“What do you think?”

“It’s delicious. It’s amazing.”

“Thank goodness. There’s still plenty. Eat as much as you want.”

To be honest, it was a very bland review compared to the taste. But Laura smiled happily as if she didn’t care about that, and put a new piece in her mouth.

Rosaria was quietly cutting and eating her share of steak. She tried to find fault with it, but it seemed to be delicious.

“Me, me too, I’m done!”

When the steak was half gone, Leona hurriedly came over and put down a new plate. Laura obediently gave up.

What Leona brought out was a dish of finger-sized shrimp wrapped around thinly sliced ​​pork and fried whole. The delicious smell of oil was rising from the surface, which was the characteristic yellow color of fried food.

“Just wait a minute… … So… … Ugh.”

Leona, who was holding the chopsticks as if she was going to feed Laura herself, suddenly stopped and made a face as if she was thinking about something. Then she put the chopsticks down with a face of firm determination.

“Okay. Ah, aaang… … .”

“Wow, isn’t that an incredibly bold move?”

Leona reached out, holding the shrimp’s tail with her hand instead of her chopsticks. It was such a bold move that even Laura smiled and admired it.

The person who did that was so embarrassed that he was trembling with his ears turning bright red, but that wasn’t the point.

I ate it quietly this time too. Then I opened my hand too wide and ended up eating my fingers along with it. As soon as I did that, Leona was so surprised that she jumped up and pulled her arm away.

“… … .”

Beyond the crispy batter, I could feel the meaty texture of the pork, and inside, I could chew on the chewy shrimp meat. The aroma that had been exquisitely permeated into the batter spread throughout my mouth.

Meanwhile, Leona was staring blankly at the finger that went in and out of my mouth. This time, too, she seemed to be seriously contemplating something.

The thought didn’t last long. Leona put her finger in her mouth and started licking it.

“… … I know it’s not my place to say this, but do you know that it looks really shady?”

“Uh, hmph?! I, I what?!”

Leona was startled and quickly pulled her finger out, but it was already too late. Rosaria whispered in my ear as if she wanted me to hear everything.

“Mira, did you see that just now? That time you licked your own saliva? I’m telling you, he doesn’t seem to do that, but he really is a pervert.”

“Oh, no! It was just oil just now! There’s no way I would do something… … a pervert like that!”

“I knew it was strange, but I did it anyway. I put it in my mouth and licked it in front of everyone. That was the boldness of a warrior of light.”

“Did you plan on doing that from the beginning? That’s amazing. I learned a lot from you.”

“Oily… …stained… ….”

Leona, who was trying to continue making excuses, lowered her head. It seemed that she realized that what she was thinking was nonsense. Rosaria continued to tease Leona.

“If that’s the case, why don’t you just feed it to me? If it were me, I would have done that. Seriously.”

“I’m only alive with my mouth. I know I can’t do that in front of everyone.”

“Ha, you think I’m just talking? Watch carefully. I’ll show you.”

Rosaria, with a meaningful smile, immediately put a piece of fried shrimp in her mouth. She pointed it at me.

-Whack!

“It’s my turn to be evaluated now, what useless things are you trying to do, Rosaria?”

As he tried to approach, he was blocked by a fork thrown by Elisier. The fork pierced through the shrimp tempura in his mouth and stuck in the wall on the other side. The fork continued to vibrate for a long time even after it was stuck in the wall.

Rosaria looked at the remains of the shrimp tempura between her lips, with only the tail remaining, and the body stuck in the wall with blank eyes.

“Hey! What if I got hit!”

“How could you make such a basic mistake? It’s a useless worry.”

Elisier, who had dismissed the anger directed at her in one word, confidently put down the food.

There were so many different kinds. I don’t have much knowledge of cooking, so I couldn’t remember the names, but I could tell that they were all extraordinary.

“I won’t resort to crude tactics. Anyone with my level of skill should confidently seize the stomach.”

“Huh. Let’s see how good he is… … Huh.”

Rosaria took a bite of the golden fried rice and immediately became quiet.

The rest were the same. Even Laura was biting her lip with an indignant expression, and Leona’s eyes were wide open. So was Latina.

“Do you see, Rosaria? This is the difference in skill between you and me.”

“… … .”

No one could refute that statement.

“… …Why is this so delicious?”

In addition, the dish that Priscilla brought out, which I couldn’t even figure out what it was, was surprisingly delicious. Even Elisier took a bite and looked like her common sense had been destroyed, so that says it all.

“That’s right. Erestica said she’d make pudding for you later. She said it was a substitute since she couldn’t be around students.”

“……pudding?”

Doesn’t that ingredient contain milk?

“… … .”

Surely not.