Thanks to the satyrs, our farm now has its own milk supply.
Not cow milk, mind you.
And with the production of milk, we were able to obtain other dairy products, opening another door of possibility in front of meāconfectionary.
Thatās right, confectionary.
Itās essential, so I have to mention it twice.
Cakes, cookies, cream puffs, pies, tarts, chocolate, and ice cream.
Just listing them like this is enough to make my mouth water.
Iām thinking of making one from that list today.
Most western confectionaries use flour, eggs, and butter, and I think thatās not biased.
If we donāt have those three main ingredients, we wonāt be able to make sweets.
We had access to flour and eggs relatively early, but butter and other dairy products werenāt available during the first year.
But now that we have the satyrs making them for us, thereās no reason why we should keep postponing our plan.
I had the elves make the necessary tools such as the whisk, bowl, and sieve! The main house is also furnished with an oven!
We now have everything with us! Nothing else is missing!
Time to dominate the world! Just kidding.
Time to bake a cake!
I decided to bake a cake first since itās the standard.
I have a vague recollection of its recipe back in my world, but whatās most important is to keep the proper measurements. You canāt eyeball it.
We must be accurate by the gram at all times.
However, measuring devices donāt exist in this world.
I almost thought of putting off my plan for some other time until I remembered that I have āThe Hand of Supremacyā with me.
As long as I leave it to my power, it can provide me with the correct measurements and make up for the detailed parts of the recipe I donāt know about. The moment I let āThe Hand of Supremacyā take over my hand, it will choose the best way to make the tastiest cake!
Isnāt it super convenient?
I began making the cake on this lighthearted note.
First, the batter.
I tossed the eggs and sugar into the bowl and started mixing them.
ā¦
Isnāt the sugar a little too much?
I know Iām leaving everything to āThe Hand of Supremacyā right now, but isnāt this too much sugar?
Itās the right amount?
The response I felt from my hands convinced me so.
I continued mixing the batter with my hands.
Well, I am using a whisk, but itās not like we have an electric one.
ThisĀ isĀ a different world.
Electric-powered items are the unorthodox of unorthodoxies in a different world!
Time to make use of my wrists after all that farming!
So, I continued mixing the eggs and sugar (I reduced its amount a little) in the bowl.
ā¦
ā¦I want an electric mixer already.
Sorry. I give up.
Stirring is so tiring. My wrists already hurt.
Speaking of which, Iāve entrusted most of the labor to Gobukichi and his team.
ā¦Wow, Iām kind of useless.
Have I been neglecting even the most basic tasks now that the farm is getting back on track?
I didnāt know baking a cake was so much noble work!
ā¦Trying to escape from reality is pointless.
All right. Iāll shut up and continue stirring.
Iāll ask Belena and the elves to create a mixer with their magic.
Thatās right, even if electricity doesnāt exist in this world, thereās still magic!
Magic can solve all of our problems! Viva magical civilization!!!
I had to entertain myself with such baloney. Otherwise, I donāt think I can keep doing something so monotonous as stirring the batter.
Depending on the thickness of the batter, I add milk, flour, and butter.
āButter! Butter!ā
āAre you going to give us butter? Yay!ā
āMasterrrr!!!ā
The earth spirits were able to smell the butter?!
āWait! Wait, you guys! I need this butter to make something new!ā
āNo food is superior to butter.ā
āListen! Iāll make something far more delicious than butter, so be good and wait still!ā
āFar more delicious than butter?!ā
āSuch a thing exists?!ā
Oops, I slipped my tongue.
In the end, I still had to give them some butter.
Thank goodness I prepared excess butter in anticipation of this event happening.
All right, now that the batter is ready (with its intricacies entrusted to āThe Hand of Supremacyā) letās put it in the mold and bake it in the oven!
Burn, firewood, burn!
Just like Honnoji did that day!
ā¦
Itās done!
It puffed up nicely.
This is my first try, but it turned out better than expected, thanks to āThe Hand of Supremacy.ā
After it cooled down, I spread whipped cream all over it. Of course, this is also another blessing given by the satyrs.
Then, once I gave it some shape, I decorated the top with strawberries.
Andā¦ Done!
One classic strawberry cake, ready to serve!
Mm-hmm, this was a success.
Now, what about its tasteā¦
Where should I eat it, I wonder? Maybe my room?
But as soon as I left the kitchen with cake in both handsā¦
I met an army of zombies.
āAHHH!ā
Zombies?!
Wait, no.
An army of women!
There are dozens of them, from mermaids to demons, to elves and satyrs, all stretching out their arms in front of me!
Their pose looks so similar to that of zombies from the movies I saw back in my world that I ended up mistaking them for one.
Hold on, their eyes are bloodshot like the zombies!
But why?!
āDear! Dear!!!ā says Platy on behalf of the female zombie army.
āYou made something sweet, didnāt you?! Donāt play dumb with us! We could smell the sweetness from miles away!!!ā
All of you gathered here because of the sweet smell?!
It canāt beā¦ The ladiesā minds have been taken over by the sweet aroma, making them act like zombies!
āLord Saint! Just one bite! Please, please,Ā pleaseĀ let us have just one bite of that tasty thing!!!ā
āYou used our milk to make that, didnāt you?! We have the right to get our share!ā
āIs that the thing thatās even tastier than butter?!ā
āLet us have it!!!ā
How does a simple cake have power over these ladiesā sanities?!
I guess no matter what world Iām in, the fact that girls fawn over sweets will never change!
āThat crazy sweet smell! My gut tells me that it will cause an even bigger fever than the zenzai with mochi last time! Give it to us!!!ā
āLet me have some too!!!ā
The chaos at the scene reached its maximum when Veil came rushing in her dragon form.
Ultimately, I had to spend the rest of my day baking because the first cake that I made wasnāt enough for everyone.