ăHereâs your reward. Oh and congratulations. You and your party have now both been promoted to rank E. ă
ăThank you. ă
Ten days have passed since we murdered Barkas and his companions. I was currently out on an errand on Goshujin-samaâs behalf. Specifically, he ordered me to do random requests that seemed befitting of our rank so we could have it raised.
Todayâs prey were hairy monsters known as Lesser Apes. Iâd just finished hunting them, and was currently on my way back home.
ăSo how has Kaito been doing lately? I heard that he was injured and is currently resting at an inn. ă
ăHeâs doing well. His wounds have been healing slowly but steadily. ă
I smiled as I cheerfully replied to the hideous pig of a receptionist standing in front of me in. She, being someone incapable of reading the mood, had tried batting her eyelashes at Goshujin-sama when she first saw him. Lately, however, it she seemed to have had a change of heart, as she had finally began dealing with him as she would any other client. The reason for her sudden change was because she started seeing a different male adventurer. Her affections for him were obvious, as she would always go out of her way to give him extra information. The two really did seem to suit each other, seeing as how they were both pigs.
The first thing I did after leaving the guild was shopping for ingredients. In a sense, it was a task that required even more focus than taking down monsters. What I bought was what Goshujin-sama would be putting in his mouth, so I made sure I pulled all the stops and only chose the highest quality goods I could.
ăHey Minnalis. Nice to you see again. Let me guess, youâre out on another shopping errand?ă
ăYup. Could I get⌠this, that, and that over there? Preferably for five copper pieces off. ă
Though I did splurge in the sense that I would buy more expensive goods, I still did try to cut our expenses down as much as possible. Iâd always haggle, and would only buy things that were within a reasonable price range. Iâd never get anything too expensive.
ăWell⌠you did make a few purchases yesterday too, so how about a three copper discount?ă
ăPlease and thank you. ă
I pulled my purse out from within the Round Squirrel Pouch and handed the vendor the money I owed him. The vegetables I bought were pretty high quality. This town was much bigger than all the others we passed on our way to it. Here, more luxurious goods were quite a bit easier to come by. I put everything I bought within the Round Squirrel Pouch, bowed to the storeâs owners, and left. I then finally got back to the inn, went upstairs, and opened the door to see Goshujin-sama quietly lying on his side atop the bed with his eyes closed.
It went without saying that Goshujin-sama wasnât actually even the slightest bit injured. Weâd only told the guild he was so he could focus his efforts on gathering the information he needed.
I looked at the adorable expression thatâd remained on his face as he slept and ran my hands through his hair. I wouldâve gone even further, but refrained because I knew that heâd be able to sense that I did despite not actually being here.
ăIâll go ahead and get dinner ready since it looks like youâre still not back yet. ă
I swallowed my laments, turned around, and headed downstairs so I could borrow the kitchen the same way I always did.
Iâd planned tonightâs dinner to be a mix of bread and soup, with every single last bit of effort and technique I had put into both.
Goshujin-sama had spent a lot of time training me in the way of the sword since we left the capital. Each time, heâd also remind me that gathering intel and coming to reasonable decisions were a pair of skills that would prove just as important in combat as actually knowing how to fight. I immediately put lesson of his to work, and started carefully but sneakily observing his reactions to the meals I cooked him so I could figure out what I needed to do to match his taste.
To be honest, figuring out what he liked and didnât like wasnât actually as tough as I made it sound.
Eating things he liked made him loosen his expression and speak in a bit of a higher pitch than usual. Heâd both chew and move the spoon to his lips much more quickly. However, heâd also try his best not to fill his spoon up all the way, just so he could enjoy his meal for even just a little bit longer. His gestures were so adorable that they almost made me want to think they were supposed to be some sort of trap! I felt that it wasnât fair for him to be that cute. All the little things he did made it really hard for me to stop myself from letting my feelings show on my face.
ăâŚI really shouldnât be letting myself get carried away by my delusions. ă
I continued to think as I prepared both the vegetables and plump bird I bought off the market.
My cooking wasnât the only thing Iâd been tuning to Goshujin-samaâs preferences, Iâd been doing the same with his spoon. Iâd made adjustments to its overall size, depth, angle of curvature, handle width, and shape just to mention a few. I only made the slightest of adjustments each time. But changed them out quite often. The spoon Goshujin-sama was currently using was his 29th.
All 28 of the spoons that heâd used prior to his current one were sitting in my inventory as a sort of collection. My favourites were the first, which Iâd many fond memories of, the 17th, which heâd used for the longest period of time, and the 28th, which heâd only just stopped using. I wouldâve loved adding the bed Goshujin-sama was currently using to my collection as well, but, after some serious contemplation, I ended up deciding against it, as taking it would effectively just be me stealing it from the inn. As of late, Iâve been dealing with that urge by switching my things with Goshujin-samaâs once every two or three days, with the reason for the lack of frequency being so that he doesnât notice.
ăWait! I just did it again! I really need to stop so I can concentrate on cooking. ă
I shook my head and cleared my thoughts so I could focus on making dinner.
Goshujin-sama liked his soup more on the meatier side as far as flavours went. He also preferred having recognizable vegetables to finely chopped ones.
I placed my fully prepared vegetables in a pot, got rid of the scum they produced, and threw in some goat milk and butter. All I needed to do now was let it cook for a bit and add a touch of salt. The end result would be one of the dishes my mother taught me, but it apparently resembled something Goshujin-sama called Cream Stew. Coincidentally, Cream Stew happened to be one of his favourites.
ăOkay, time to check on all the other dishes. ă
I lightly toasted a few pieces of rye bread and melted couple blocks of cheese on top of them. I timed it so that I finished preparing the last piece of toast right as the soup had cooked itself to completion.
The innkeeper walked into the kitchen right as I finished and nodded as if approving of my own work.
ăWow. Todayâs looks just as good as usual. Iâm guessing you had to prepare your Masterâs share too?ă
ăYes I did. ă
ăThatâs⌠one tough life youâre living. Here, itâs not much consolation, but Iâll share one of these with you. ă
She gave me a reddish fruit called a Eppla. I didnât really understand why she did, but I was still grateful anyway because it was relatively expensive.
ăHuh? Uhm, thanks. ă
I cut the fruit into slices and trimmed the skin in order to make the individual pieces resemble bunnies before splitting the final product into two separate portions. [1]
ďźGoshujin-samaâs going to eat these bunnies right up⌠Kufufu. One day, he might just eat me right up tooâŚďź
I put a flat lid on top of the pot, placed everything else I made on top of it, and brought it upstairs. I didnât have to carry any plates or spoons up with me because I had them in my Round Squirrel Pouch.
ăHey Minnalis. I just got back. ă
ăWelcome back, Goshujin-sama. ă
Goshujin-sama happened to get out of bed right as I entered the room.
ăDinnerâs ready. Weâll be having Cream Stew today. ă
ăIt looks pretty good, as usual. ă
The meal began after I handed him a bowl of soup with extra vegetables.
I nonchalantly observed Goshujin-sama as I ate. He seemed to be enjoying everything I made; tonightâs dishes were in line with his tastes. Knowing that made me happy, but I was too busy being jealous of the spoon to feel the full extent of my happiness.
Goshujin-sama was putting on a front and acting calm, but I could tell that his mood had been a bit sour as of about two days ago. Heâd gone out hunting alone, came back covered in blood, and ended up really miffed ever since. Realizing that had caused me to want to squirm because of how adorable he was.
ăHowâs gathering intel going? Have you still not managed to figure out what you wanted to know?ă
Goshujin-sama had used the experience he gained from killing all those Red Caps in order to gain yet another new weapon, one he called theăHeart Flame Ghost Blade. ăIts ability allowed him to wander around as a ghost. He could go anywhere he wanted without being noticed, but heâd lose control of his body in the meantime, which was why weâd told the guild that he was injured.
Though Goshujin-sama would often seem happy, heâd actually be feeling quite the opposite. It wasnât something that normally showed on his face, but I could tell because Iâd always been watching him really closely. The reason he was almost always feeling down was because he was conscious of the fact that heâd gotten tricked prior to his reset.
ăGathering intelâs been going quite well. Today, I even managed to get my hands on a detail that supported one of my hypotheses. ă
Goshujin-samaâs face suddenly clouded over in hatred. His expression had contorted the same way it always did when he lost control of his emotions.
ăItâs just that I happened to see something Yumis keeps in her mansion. Seeing it pissed me off so much that it made me want to kill her right there and then. I never actually thought that I could grow to hate her even more seeing unless she tried doing something to me, but, I have. Observing her these past two days has really let me confirm that sheâs nothing but the lowest of the low. ă
He began smacking the plate his soup was in with his spoon as he spoke.
ăRevenge isnât something you can justify. Itâs ultimately just an act of self-satisfaction, so I obviously wonât do anything thatâll leave me feeling unsatisfied. Thatâs why I wasnât planning on letting anyone else take even the smallest piece of it from me, butâŚă
A dark smile appeared on Goshujin-samaâs face.
ăIt might be interesting to see what happens if I allow other people to join in on it this time around. I havenât really plotted out the details of exactly whatâll Iâll have happen just yet. In fact, I think it might be worth running this one without a detailed plan, and just improvising. ă
ăGoshujin-sama, can you stop insinuating things and just let me in on your plans? Iâve been doing the Adventurerâs Guildâs requests all by myself lately, and even managed to get us promoted today. All this adventurer stuff is starting to irritate me. I want to hurry up and do revenge things, not sit around all day. ă
Goshujin-sama never ended up punishing me for being off guard, but I still wasnât able to forgive myself for it, so I allowed him to neglect me for a bit while I leveled myself up and honed my skills to prepare myself for when we finally began to put our next major plot into action. To be honest, I was hoping Goshujin-sama would eventually realize how I felt and give me an order that took my feelings into consideration, but I ended up becoming too impatient to let that happen. I couldnât stand not being involved in his plot any longer, and thought Iâd just about disciplined myself enough already. I was worried that I might actually miss out on everything if I didnât start acting now. I wasnât actually planning on being more than someone that helped out around the scenes this time around given that this particular slice of revenge was one with Goshujin-samaâs name on it, but that didnât mean I didnât still feel like I wanted to be a part of it, especially because our desires for revenged were shared. His hatred flowed into me, but I didnât have anywhere to release it. It almost kind of felt like my mind was being manipulated, not that I particularly minded because it was Goshujin-sama that was doing the manipulatingâŚ
I realized the direction my thoughts were heading in, so I made sure to use the pokerface skill so my emotions wouldnât show on the surface.
ăMy bad. I guess it was a bit cold of me to get all worked up in a vacuum all by myself like that. Wait, you said we ranked up? Thatâs some pretty good timing. I guess we should probably stop doing things for the guild for now. How about we iron out a few of the fundamentals after I double check a few things tomorrow?ă
ăDoes that mean itâs finally happeningâŚ?ă
ăYeah. Iâll fill you in on all the details after we finish eating. Iâd love to tell you everything right here and now, but itâd probably spoil the meal. ă
Goshujin-sama tossed the last piece of bread on his plate into his mouth as he spoke.
ăMan, this stuff sure does taste good. I donât know what else I shouldâve expected from a cheesy piece of bread that looked like it came straight out of Heidi. ă[2]
I wasnât quite sure what he was talking about, but, it looked like my plan to make him fall for my cooking was proceeding really smoothly.
Goshujin-sama and I were also once again going to start spending more time together, as we were finally going to start plotting out our revenge. I wanted to get to the nitty gritty, but first, I would need to finish the meal I had set out in front of me.
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