I Favor the Villainess

"Go home, go home! I don't know what you're talking about!

The day after my sight with Dorothea, I boarded the Ministry of Chefs, the department in charge of imperial cuisine.

It is, of course, to improve the official cuisine of the Empire, which I promised Dorothea.

And that at the beginning is the first voice thrown at me by the chef master, who told me what to do.

Master Chef was a man with a cock hat on white cock clothes and looked much younger for that title.

He looks a little old for growing a mustache, but is still a man in his thirties and maybe twenties at best.

Many cooks are fuzzy, but the chef master is in a disappointing sportsman shape with no wasted meat.

Because of his tone, he makes a rough impression somewhere, like the Admiral of this mountain?

"Hey you. How rude of you to do anything."

"That's you!?

Lady Claire, who came with me, feels awkward.

She is one who is twice as loud as a man for courtesy.

Master Chef's attitude would be unforgivable.

On the other hand, Master Chef was an old-fashioned craftsman who seemed to dislike being directed by others.

I guess he's proud of his work as he is.

"Well, don't say that. Keep Master Claire down. Keep her down."

I can't discuss it at the waist.

I fooled the two of them who were about to start arguing.

"I don't have to borrow some kind of hand to make as many delicious and new dishes as I can! Until now, I've only been shy of His Majesty the Dorothea!

The chef hangs up.

No matter how bad the culinary reputation has been, it just couldn't show its strength, he says.

Perhaps that is somewhat correct.

He should be considered an elite in the culinary world because he is entrusted with a division of a great power called the Nah Empire.

He's the head cook in this country with a thorough functionalism.

Even if the profession of cook in the empire is low, its arms will be certain.

But that's not enough.

"What you say is best. But you can't just say it's delicious and new. I mean -"

"Big favor! I don't even know how to solve it! How dare you say something so loud!

It is true that there are no islands.

Well, what's the matter?

"What's up?

"Ah, Master Hilda"

You heard the noise, it was Hilda who came into the room.

I'm looking at this one with a strange face.

"I won't do anything. Hey, these guys got out of business. Come on."

"Really? May I have a word with you in detail?

I briefly explained how I've been so far.

When I finished listening, Hilda nodded,

"Then you just have to make sure of each other. Why don't you even try a cooking match?

"Culinary battle?

"Yes."

Hilda continues.

"You won't have a choice if you're pressing questions here. If the chef masters win, their strength is certain, so the meal reform proceeds on its own route. Conversely, if the Rays win, the chef masters will also be advised in recognition of their prowess. What do you say?"

What? What?

Something's happening.

"Superior, no! Let's put some black and white clarity on it! I've been protecting the kitchen for generations since the days of my predecessors. You have to beat the crap out of me. Oh, no!

"So if you lose, you'll listen to what I have to say?

"Fine! You can try, if you can!

I'm not much of a rider, but the head chef and Lady Claire are already totally motivated.

If this happens, I have no choice.

"Okay. I accept the battle."

"Fine. Is that all right with the head chef?

"Heh no. Imperial chef's heart, let me see it. Come on!

For that reason, we were forced to compete in cooking.

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"So now I want you to lend me everyone's wisdom."

I bowed my head in front of the gathered faces.

The location is the kitchen of the dormitories where Bauer's international students live.

There are a total of seven members collected: Lene, Misha, Frieda, Eve, Yoel, me, and Allea.

They are all people who can cook.

Lady Claire wanted to join us, but this time she didn't want to.

Dear Claire's poor cooking is so extreme that it is not a force for war only this time.

However, I am sure of the tongue to taste the dish, so I intend to receive a lecture.

"It's good to lend you wisdom, but do you have a vague direction as to what dish to cook?

Lene tilted her neck.

It's been kind of a long time since I've talked like this carefully.

We've been busy with each other ever since we came to the Empire.

"For once, there are rules, and you're supposed to make three dishes of course dishes: appetizers, meat dishes, and desserts."

"You have quite a few..."

Misha frowned at the troubles when she heard about the number of items.

Certainly not an easy challenge.

"How long is the deadline, Death?

"A week from now."

I answered Frieda's question.

The time of the week is also quite not enough to think new about the third course dish.

"... how could I"

It is Eve who says dissatisfied.

I don't know why, but for her to hate me, this participation seems unintentional.

"I'm sorry, Eve. But now I want to borrow your cat's hand."

"... Do you mean I'm a cat's hand? Make a fool of me..."

It's still crooked.

"There are seven of us, but we all think about it?

Joel's question is a good one.

A lot of boat heads and going up to the mountain, that could be something like that.

"I've decided to supervise the whole thing, and I want everyone to be in charge of one dish at a time."

"Huh? Can I make one, too?

Alea said it as a surprise.

"Yeah. Of course, I'll help too, because Alea's cooking arm is practical enough"

This child is truly clever.

It was magic that had no aptitude, but anything else is really quick to remember.

"... I get it. Good luck."

Allea had a nervous face somewhere, but she said happily.

"Guys, which one do you want in charge, or something?

I asked everyone for hope.

"I'd like you to take care of my dessert if you can."

The first person to say hope was Joel.

It was a little unexpected for him to say that he was boneless and wanted to take charge of dessert.

"I'm relatively good at making confectionery."

"It is. Then I'll ask Joel for dessert."

"Leave it to me."

First one of the desserts decides.

"So shall I be in charge of meat dishes? Probably the hardest part."

I was wondering if it would help.

I honestly appreciate Lene's offer.

No matter how much cooking experience this member says, I want to leave the meat dishes decorating the main part of the course to someone experienced in the boulder.

In that regard, there are no more candidates if Lehne, who has served at length in the François family and is still active on the front lines of Fratel.

"I wonder if Alea will also be in charge of meat dishes. If you put it on Lene, I think you'll learn a lot."

"Okay, I get it."

Alea nods at my words.

"Shall I put the appetizer in charge? For once, I know a formal meal, so I think I can help."

"Thank you, Misha. Please."

The appetizer is Misha.

Now we're two more.

"UMM...... appetizers and dessert desserts for the rest. Mizuive, which is better, Deska?

"Either way"

"Oh...... Shygirl. An unscrupulous attitude, too, Cutne. Then the eagle is in charge of dessert, Mars."

I'm an appetizer with Senior Misha.

"Yeah, nice to meet you both"

Now it's all settled.

In summary...

Appetizer: Misha & Eve.

Meat dishes: Lene & Alea.

Dessert: Yoel & Frieda.

Overall supervision: I.

The person in charge.

"Are you free to cook each dish in charge?

Asking me there should be called a boulder lane.

"Basically. I just want everyone to protect what they're gonna say now."

I explained that (...).

"I see. You're a boulder Ray."

"You're still turning your head."

"... Bad Wisdom"

"No, no, MissEve. This is such a good idea day!

"Uhm. It's important."

"I'll keep that in mind."

Everyone seems to have convinced me.

"Well, good to see you, guys"

Thus began preparations for a culinary battle.