Labyrinth Restaurant

On this day, Alice and Lisa were both shopping around the city in Japan.

"Lisa, thank you for having me with you today"

"Yeah, it's nothing. It's so cheap."

It was up to Lisa to also use her school holiday to go shopping because Alice wanted to buy some fine items, such as yarns and cloths and buttons for use in her hobby sewing.

Alice's sewing skills are only long and big, and more than half of the clothes she usually wears are homemade. These days it seems elaborate enough to make tons of pretentiously designed clothes for a girl hobby that looks a little embarrassing to wear herself, dressed as a dressing doll for her apprentice Lime, or even begin to get her hands on the Japanese court.

Well, that's why I gathered this around the shopping malls and department stores in Lisa's neighborhood, when I was about to go home.

"Oh, what is that?

"Is that about the Fukushi? When you rattle around, the balls inside come out and you get a prize for that color."

"Hmm, is that a kind of scratch? Sounds like a little fun."

Alice expressed interest in the blessings she was implementing along the path she happened to have made it through.

Prizes include first-class travel to Hawaii. Second class is a large TV. Below that, there is a line of items that seem to be good inside, with neighboring wives and kids.

"If you're interested, why don't you try Alice? However, there are vouchers in my wallet…"

"Is that okay?

As Alice, I don't have any particular interest in traveling to Hawaii or appliances, and I understand that it's not that easy to hit, but that seemed kind of interesting to rattle the lottery as such.

By the way, Lisa didn't put it out in words, but she thought to herself that Alice was "cute as a little kid" wanting to turn the blessing around that way.

"Excuse me, this is one time please"

When Alice gave the voucher she received to the attendant, she rattled around, careful not to accidentally fold the handle of the lottery, and personally was already satisfied when she turned it......

"Congratulations! Third Class, Fine Wagyu Beef Set Big Win!

"Oh?"

That lack of greed may have led to a twinge.

It was a brilliant attraction to third prize fine beef.

"This is so good meat! Maybe tens of thousands of yen if I bought this amount."

"Really?

They didn't pin it on Alice when they said it was a luxury Wagyu beef, but Lisa was very happy with it instead. The type of high school girl who gets so tense with raw meat is rare, but I guess she can't resist blood as a cook.

You should be lucky, there's not enough to get it out at the store. The fact that it can't be used as a sale means that it's going to be consumed by Alice and Lisa and then the Demon King, but the problem here is how to cook it.

"This much frosting doesn't make it suitable for roast beef or fried food... sukiyaki, shabu-shabu, hamburger... yeah, I knew there was a steak here simpler than weirdly adding hands... then the sauce to go with it..."

With this much good meat, I wonder how it will taste without question, unless it's burnt, but it's the humans who want to eat better in the corners, to maximize the potential of the ingredients. It's usually unusual for Lisa to have a relaxed atmosphere, and with a very serious face, "Not oh, not like this," I think of that with a bumpy whine of solitude.

"Hehe, sort of. Why don't you stand by the side of the road and make a decision with me when you get home?

By the way, Alice didn't put it to words, but she thought to herself how Lisa was shagging like that was "cute like a kid who bought me a new toy".

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That night.

At the Demon King's store, where we dropped off our last customer, as usual, we proceeded with closing work and a dinner schedule for ourselves.

What's different than usual is the ingredients you can use.

Regardless, it's a fancy beef that Alice drew on during the day.

I already put it back to room temperature and the salt and pepper are shaking and all I have to do is cook it.

Simple iz vest.

Direct ball battles (strong-style) that compete with the potential of materials.

Flavoring too, dare only rock salt and pepper. I was lost many times since I decided to go on steak once, but that was ultimately Lisa's conclusion.

"Heh, that's so awesome meat?

"That's right! It's amazing! It's expensive!

Lisa is in charge of baking the lead steak.

Alice is cleaning the floor.

As Lisa's assistant, the Demon King lays down his role in making garlic rice with the beef fat he gets from the ends of the accompanying warm vegetables and chunks of meat.

"Sa, I'll bake it!

When I put the thickly chopped beef in the heated frying pan, I could hear the fat blowing up all the time.

It's just a simple cooking method, small tip deception doesn't work.

From here on out, the identification of fires and subtractions is life.

If one side cooks as well, turn the meat over quickly, then stop the fire shortly. If you cook too much here, you'll lose fat and become crispy.

When I pull the meat up from the frying pan and wrap it in the aluminum foil I brought from the house for this purpose and let it rest for a while, the perfect medium rare baking.

"Yay, perfect!

"I can do this one."

"This one too. Then why don't we have it before it gets cold?"

Looks like we're just about done getting ready to hang out and cleaning Alice.

Originally, Demon King and Alice weren't so attracted to the term fine Japanese beef per se, but they must have been inspired by Lisa's rarely seemingly shabby curiosity. I carry plates faster than usual, and when I do, I finish pouring even red wine (water because Lisa is a minor) into the glass at the table.

"I'll have it!

"Yes, I'll take it. Now, from the meat quickly…"

"Yeah, you care. Which..."

What did the three of you start eating like that think?

That's decided, of course.

"" "Nice!