I Favor the Villainess

"That's why. It's this guy who's gonna train you guys from today on."

"Best regards"

A voice of agitation leaked from all of us.

This is the cooking room of the Imperial Chef's Department.

Spacious, clean spaces with a number of large kitchens, with ice rooms and stuffing behind.

Standing in front of the chefs was a tiny shadow.

I am cheering from the corner.

(Alea, hang in there)

At the end of the culinary battle, she was to work with the chefs to improve imperial cuisine, but it was she who focused on it and proceeded.

Each of the other members who participated in the competition are also given roles to run to various jobs, but Allea is given the role of mentoring the young chefs.

"Are you serious, Chef?

"What is it?"

"How much did the chef masters lose the battle to such a small child..."

"Oh, complaining!?

To one of the opposing young chefs, the chef master was amazing.

The young chef gets stuck for a moment under the pressure of it, but he says it back unbeaten.

"We are part of a proud Imperial Chef, even if we are young. I can't believe that's asking such a child to teach..."

"Hey, you didn't see your culinary battle."

"I was watching. I was watching, but that would be more of a defeat of concept than a cooking arm, wouldn't it?

Young people have a point.

The taste of the dish itself was not lost even by the chef masters.

Instead, they could even have won better if they simply made the taste a problem.

"That's true."

"Isn't it? Even the imperial dishes, which have emerged challenges, we know much better than our external girlfriends. There's nothing to be taught."

"That's not true."

The last voice was heard from the entrance and exit door.

"Duh, Your Majesty Dorothea...!? And Lady Filine."

To the arrival of the Emperor and the Empress, the chefs, including the Chef Master, took their benefactory thanks at the same time.

"Good. I don't like waste the rest. Moving on."

"Gentlemen, take it easy?

"You said you had nothing to learn from this guy, but that's not true. Let's lay it down and deny it."

Dorothea, keep going.

"I leave it to the veteran chefs, starting with the chef master, to improve the Empire's meals. It's something else to expect from them."

"And you say?

The young chef listens back.

"You will incorporate something new into the cuisine of the Empire. This Allea is Ray-Taylor's secret son standing there. The culinary indulgence is profound."

The chefs eyes pour on Alea again.

Speaking of Allea, she has put her arms together, her jaw curled up, and she has a good look on her face and she is benevolent.

"Then why don't you ask Mr. Ray to teach you something?"

"Ray has other things to do. Or something? You say you're dissatisfied with the rest of the exploitation?

"Yes, no, not like that..."

Well, the frustrations of the chefs are best, but as things stand, I don't have that much room for Bauer's personnel, so I'd like you to forgive me.

"You chefs will also be proud. But for the sake of the future of the Empire, won't this place show you an attitude of learning? Don't join the rest and Philine."

"Your Majesty!?

The chefs were upset by Dorothea's words.

Speaking of the Dorothea of the day, I don't mind those chefs walking to Area.

Philine rushes after him.

"It's Alea. The other day's work was brilliant. Nice to meet you today."

"Best wishes"

With that said, Dorothea and Filine bowed their heads to the girl with only about half their back length.

That again invited the chefs to brag.

"Yes, I did. But you can't do that."

"Hmm? Is there a problem?

"Oh yes. Just keep your eyes on where you're going."

"Hmm. Then take it off."

With that said, Dorothea touched the imperial crest on his armor.

The pitch-black armor she had wrapped around disappears.

Perhaps Dorothea's armor is a demonic prop.

She can't use magic herself, but there's a little trick to this.

Another time about that.

"Hey, sire!?

If the armor disappears, it naturally becomes dewy underneath, so Dorothea is now in underwear.

He doesn't seem to care about anything, but there are many men in the chefs.

Regardless of their real age, they turned to the underwear of beauties who looked only in their twenties or thirties.

Hmm, gentleman and very good.

"Heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh. Quickly answer this."

"I'm not having trouble being seen. But you're right."

As Dorothea put her sleeves through Philine's cock clothes, the conversation finally moved on.

"So the rest and Filine learn to cook too. I didn't think it mattered about cooking, but I changed my mind a little in the battle ahead. Delicious food is good."

Oh, and the chefs cheered.

That would be so.

Until now, the chefs have not shivered their power to the fullest because Dorothea was largely uninterested in cooking.

That would be good news for the chefs because she says she's going to be actively involved in cooking.

"This Alea is the other person I chose to ask to teach. Objections are unacceptable. Learn everything you can."

Dorothea's voice became that of a crane.

The chefs, reluctantly, seem to have agreed to learn from Alea.

"Well, there's one thing I'd like to leave you with."

Kohon, and coughed one up, then Allea severely cut it out.

"From now on, let my affair be with Alea. The sweetness of a soldering potato, just like putting on an alea semen."

Alea said something.

I held my head.

This is entirely Lene's and my fault.

Do you remember when she was still at Royal College in Bauer, where she was a lecturer at Reverse Coffee for Men and Women?

At that time she had a weird switch on to preach the maid's path, but this of Allea is also its subspecies.

Today, before standing here, Allea brought in the latest culinary circumstances of Fratel and Blume with Lene and me, when Lene activated the vice of the example again.

It seems that Alea has assumed that this is what she says when she teaches people.

"Is that necessary?

"Heh heh heh, a sweet basket of solder"

"Dr. Allea, is that necessary? Dr. Allea?"

"It's a cruelty that I want both to make fun of you and to make sure you make fun of me."

"Dr. Alea, right, Dr. Alea"

Dorothea followed what Allea had to say with a funny look for some reason.

Other faces seem displeased, but the emperor is following them himself.

We can't disobey it ourselves.

"Then let's begin with Alea Seiko no Jitsuki. Where's your penis?

"" "Dr. Alea, yes, Dr. Alea" "

"This is a bad look!

"" "Yes! Dr. Allea!!

"Great. All right, then. Just kidding. Because of your sweet potatoes..."

That's how the lecture to the young chefs of the Empire began.

"Did you say Fondant O Chocolate would make that? Making freaks is a good idea. It's chocolate too, so get it straight!

"Dr. Alea, yes, Dr. Alea!

"You can't just knife bread! Use a knife like a cedar, and warm it with fire!

"Dr. Alea, yes, Dr. Alea!

"The cream brulee doesn't crack the cream! You'll be pudding!

"Dr. Alea, yes, Dr. Alea!

Alea's lecture seems to be going well with exhortation.

The Emperor and Filine also remember cooking hard.

Dorothea seems somewhat fun, but Filine seems somewhere more complicated.

Sometimes I look at my side of the story.

Ha?

The lecture spanned several days.

The students who finished their last lecture were:

"" "Dr. Allea... Yes... Dr. Allea" "

And, the highlights were all out of my eyes, but I don't care.

"I think Area is more of a brainwashing wizard than the rest, etc.?

I don't care what Dorothea says, either, if you don't mind.