After supper, they ended up agreeing to take up the remainder of the day and the next day to make various preparations, which was good, butâŠ
ăHey, Elle. Ya sure ya wanna be part of this? Itâd be mighty dangerous if men were to know the shape and size of yer chest or butt.ă
ăYes. Although I do apologize for my lack of performance in those areas, still being a child and allâŠâŠă
ăWhatâs there to apologize aboutïŒă
While wryly smiling, Tatsuya commented on Aearisâs statement, as she didnât quite get what Hiroshi was saying.
ăWell, I was just saying that no one would really enjoy knowing all the particulars of my meager, childlike body.ă
ăWait a sec, Elle. Itâs dangerous to jump to conclusionsïŒă
Tatsuya found himself panicking. In the present-day Japan, this sort of statement was dangerous in the wrong kind of situation. Already judging from Hiroshiâs reaction, just knowing the details of a young girlâs body would give him some serious shock.
ăDangerous, you sayïŒă
ăYeah, dangerous.ă
ăBut compared to Haruna-sama, I truly do only have a childlike physique.ă
ăPrincess, thatâs a special caseïŒă
ăElleâs chest isnât all that small.ă
As Aearis continued to babble dangerous statements, the remarks from others kept coming.
ăI tried to not say anything, but you truly are attached to Hiroshi, Aearis.ă
ăDo you think soïŒă
ăThen let me ask you this. How would you feel aboutâŠuhh, the same information being given to Prince BordeauxïŒă
ăâŠI just got this really unpleasant feelingâŠă
ăOh, good. Glad to see that you havenât stooped that low.ă
This wasnât exactly the kind of conversation that Tatsuya or Hiroshi could butt into, as the very thought made them exceedingly uncomfortable. Males werenât suited for this.
ăAll things considered, AearisâŠă
ăWhatïŒă
ăI donât mean to say the same thing as Tatsuya, but you really should take more care from now on. Besides, compared to what I recall, you seem to be garnering quite the feminine physique.ă
ăFrom when we first bathed together, you have become 3.5 millimeters bigger. I wouldnât even be surprised if your cup size has changed.ă
ăUmm, couldja leave that sort of thing for when we ainât in the room?ă
ăSo with that, Sensei, this is the perfect opportunity to rehabilitate as well as deal with Elleâs undergarments. Thank you.ă
ăNo, seriously, the hell you sayinââŠă
ăPeopleâs lives are at stake. You should make the best garments that you can.ă
Hiroshi continued his verbal tug-of-war against Mio, who he thought to be saying rather impetuous things.
ăThere is no one here who would think badly of you for making some undergarments, Sensei.ă
ăMio, I wouldnât recommend being in such a rush.ă
Unable to just watch as Hiroshiâs face grew weaker and weaker, Elena broke in and chided Mio.
ăNow then, seeing as Hiroshi wonât be able to do anything at this rate, letâs change the subject toâŠă
ăToïŒă
ăThe ingredients for the medicine are all together, rightïŒă
ăOh, right. There were just a lotta things people were sayinâ, so I forgot to be honest.ă
As Hiroshi lowered his head in apology, Elena told him to not worry about it as she smiled wryly. In actuality, preserving a state of abeyance, Elenaâs treatment, which would allow her to live daily life without relying on accessories or magic tools, was not at all to be prioritized at the moment. Not to mention that as long as the ingredients for the medicine were assembled, she could get rid of the poison at any time.
ăGuess Iâll start by makinâ the antidote.ă
ăOh yeah, is that fearsome fruit that quickly rots really all that important?ă
ăOh, that? Concentrate its juices well enough and ya got yerself ingredients for a panacea.ă
ăWha? Wait, what level?ă
ăIf I try hard enough I could git it up to third-class.ă
Upon hearing Hiroshi once again declare such an absurd thing, Makoto felt how painfully naive her cognition was. Elenaâs face made it clear that she had run out of things to say and had given up. She was murmuring about what he meant by âthird-class panaceaâ.
ăHey, can I ask you somethingïŒă
ăWhatïŒă
ăItâs not super close maybe, but weâre talking about a fruit thatâs not growing too far off from here. Can you seriously make that level of a potion with such a fruit?ă
ăYeah, thatâs how it was in the game too. Well to be honest with ya, even with all oâthat, thereâs still all the other ingredients that I need, so itâs gonna be a while before I even go âbout makinâ panaceas or anythinâ else. And in the first place, solmizen takes a lotta time to harvest.ă
ăAhh, okay, that makes more sense.ă
It was after all really easy for them to rot. It was probably near-impossible for inexperienced players to harvest it.
ăSo specifically, what level do you concentrate them toïŒă
ăWell, Iâd say with five times the concentration I could make pretty much Class 5 panaceas. If I wanted to go to Class 3, Iâd hafta try and concentrate it a hundred times more.ă
ăWouldnât it taste a bit different if you were to concentrate it that muchïŒă
ăMm? Pffft, that ainât gonna taste like nothinâ but tasteless water, no matter HOW much ya concentrate it. But well, if ya concentrate it a hundred freakinâ times, that in itself would be a panacea somewhere between Class 5 ân Class 4.ă
Tatsuya couldnât help but feel exasperated at Hiroshiâs words. Generally speaking, regardless of whether it was good or bad, flavor was something that told you whether or not the food was good or bad for your body. In other words, medicine with effects as great as that should normally have some sort of taste. And yet it was nearly tasteless. Though it was boorish to bring common sense into fantasy, he seriously wanted to question his reasoning.
ăWell, this time around we only gotta concentrate it three times the amount, and we got plenty of other ingredients, so Iâmma git right to makinâ it.ă
Hiroshi said, heading to the kitchen. Maybe not for Mio, since she was still inexperienced, but for Hiroshi, this level of work wasnât even work. For this type of medicine, a special bin was usually necessary, but that was because the complete effectiveness lasted no more than six hours, and for whatever reason, Prevent Rot could not prevent the effects of the medicine from going away. This time around, it would be consumed quickly after being made, so it didnât matter.
ăHuh? Hiroshi-kun?ă
ăHaruna-san, you have an errand in the kitchenïŒă
ăI was thinking of trying and smoking a block of wyvern breast meat.ă
ăYeah? Iâm makinâ Ellieâs medicine.ă
ăOh yeah, I forgot.ă
Hiroshi wryly smiled. She could quickly remember everything she had heard and seen, but that only applied to lapses of memory. It wasnât like she couldnât forget about things like schedules or unintentionally skip things.
ăWell, Iâll make it soon, so just wait a minute.ă
ăMm.ă
Haruna watched over Hiroshi from a suitable distance so as to not create unnecessary pressure as he worked. He had upped his skill with making potions a bit, and Haruna could tell that he wasnât having much difficulty by himself.
ăDone.ă
ăWell that was fast.ă
ăWell, thatâs cause itâs simplistic for a potion.ă
The current task was to make the strong, all-around medicine solmizen react with several ingredients and specialize in its effects.
ăBut all things considered, it might really be best to use a different item for the potion making stoveâŠă
ăDefinitely.ă
As Hiroshi was cooling it down until it was at a drinkable temperature, Haruna had begun preparing the chunk of wyvern. Sealing the grill air-tight, she lit the tip on fire after pushing the smoke out.
ăGuess Iâll start by smoking it for a night.ă
ăKay. Well, just do it however ya like.ă
The heat having subsided, Hiroshi moved the medicine to a cup now that it was at a comfortable temperature, preparing a palate cleanser. Seeing that, Haruna took out something from the food storage. It was a gelatin-like substance with a fruit about as big as a mouthful inside. Wrapped around it was a translucent, gyuuhi-like sweet.
ăWhatâs thisïŒă
ăMana Eater Gelatin and a rind pastry. I already made the other thing, so I was thinking we might as well have it with supper.ă
ăI get attention all the time, but man, Haruna, yer also makinâ a buncha interestinâ stuff.ă
ăYeah, but thatâs practically all I do.ă
Haruna made an excuse with a wry smile at Hiroshiâs comment. Incidentally, Mana Eater was just as the name suggested, a half-gelatinous lifeform that ate oneâs mana to power up. This would normally be the natural enemy of magicians, but despite being a half-substance, it couldnât survive without oxygen, so it was also in a sense a pitiful creature that failed to consume Tatsuya and instead was brought down by him.
Digressing here a bit, since the core of the mana eater tasted like sea urchin, they were also using it in mini courses of food. Although it certainly was a strange creature, like how dying would make it fully materialize, Haruna didnât particularly care about this. Furthermore, in todayâs mini course meal, the centerpiece would be the small pot used to cook the dashi from the wyvernâs body, as well as dashimaki that was made using eggs from a slightly strange creature, as well as things like soba zousui that substituted for rice, and other products that had the highest degree of finesse put into them. Of course, this was more of a joke in addition to being mini, so the amount of products was scarce compared to the usual amount. However, it was a little odd to just put all of the food out on the table instead of little by little, as was the formality.
ăI made âem, for what itâs worth.ă
ăWow, that was fast.ă
ăWell after all, as long as I have the ingredients, then there ainât no task too difficult.ă
ăIf it were me, then Iâd make the medicine using the equipment here. Itâd have a success rate of about 80% thoughâŠâŠă
ăThatâs the difference in years showinâ. Ya just gotta give up ân do yer best to train.ă
He said, handing the medicine that had cooled down to body temperature to Elena. Thanks to the other ingredientsâ composition mixed in, the medicine had become a vague, blueish greenish color. Accepting it with an odd expression, she drank it in one gulp. The taste was odd and difficult to describe. She twisted her face at the seriously weird flavor for only a moment before heat raced throughout her entire body, chasing out whatever had been consuming her in every corner before. After the heat had subsided, the slight fevers, headaches, nausea, and especially that feeling of fatigue that had regularly affected her every month that symptomatic therapy had been unable to fully erase had finally vanished without a trace.
ăAmazingâŠThe headache, nausea, fatigueâŠitâs like I never had themâŠitâs all goneâŠâŠă
ăWell, I canât do nothinâ âbout the after-effects, but now ya shouldnât ever hafta die by poison like this anymore.ă
The rest could be taken care of with rehabilitation. There was no further treatment to be made.
ăYer stamina ân resistance are pretty low right now, so as a precaution, make sure not to overexert yerself, kay? Yer liverâs weakened too, so take it easy on the alcohol.ă
ăVery well. You went to all this trouble to save me, so I have no intention of dying from neglecting my health.ă
ăThatâs good. Honestly, I donât wanna see no funeral for ya, lady.ă
Wryly smiling at what Hirosi had said, she washed away the strange lingering taste in her mouth with the palate cleansing juice. Then, without hesitating, she brought the unknown pastry that Haruna had prepared into her mouth.
ăRefreshing, yet rich. What is this mysterious flavored thing and the rind on the outer surface?ă
ăA mana eater. There was some flawless gelatin, so I did a little experiment.ă
ăâŠComes down to that again, I seeâŠă
Letting your guard down in the slightest at their dinner table would give you the fate of eating the exquisitely distributed remains of monsters. The food was tasty and had no negative effects on the body, but it was still disturbing to hear what some of said monsters were. Wyverns, she could deal with, albeit a little surprising, but mana eaters? She did not think for a minute that she wanted to eat those.
ăNow then, guess Iâll take a bath and sleep.ă
ăOnce I finish up some other things, Iâll get right on to bathinâ ân then sleep.ă
ăSensei, you need to make undergarments. The shape has already been made.ă
ăYa gotta be kiddinâ meâŠă
Hiroshi had ended up being shut down, as in the end it would involve life or death, so he set to reluctantly working on it, thinking of what dangers to protect the clothing from and feeling like he wanted to spit out blood. The next morning, Haruna saw a bra and pair of shorts for children, made beautifully as Mioâs illustration had intended (albeit rather big considering her age), as well as a deathly pale Hiroshi in the corner of the room, twitching in a spasm.