Life in Another World as a Maid Mage

One afternoon.

Having taken a half-day vacation for the first time in a long time, Dennis went to the kitchen with his favorite notebook, a small bottle of soy sauce, and some ingredients, which he ordered and deliberately delivered, because he didn't have time to go shopping.

"Uncle. I'll rent you another place."

A kitchen where lunch is finished and dinner is served. Looking at the book in the corner, he called out to a man with fifty knots who was thinking about something, and he turned his face, which was embarrassing, and smiled hard.

Chef, the owner of this place, who handles the kitchen of the Rovnells.

"Oh, it's been a long time since you've been here, Dennis boy... hey, I can't call you cheap anymore. Milord."

"Please don't. I just decided to get engaged."

"... not yet, hey"

To Dennis scratching his nose in hiding, the man, Alold, smiled.

"Let's go this way, I'm finally telling you. I don't give a fuck."

"... I was worried about that passage."

With a gentle gaze, Dennis can only laugh bitterly. Because I am aware that I rubbed my mind.

Had it not been for anything, the engagement would probably have been decided ten years ago. When I announced it the other day, I was surprised to hear a lot of people say blessings. That's what even people who thought they were neglecting themselves said, "No man is as smart as you. Unfortunately, you're the only one who can support Annelier. If this happens, you'll be happy with anything." He blessed me with some brutal shoulder slaps.

--I 'm sure a lot of people have been watching me, just because I hadn't noticed it before. It seems that perhaps some of the harsh words that have been thrown include scolding and encouragement.

I'm afraid I'll have to pay for my worries. For Annelier, for everyone.

"... so? Are you planning another outdoor activity?"

Arold asked, pointing to the kitchen corner.

Meals during outdoor activities are in charge of Dennis. It's not a big dish, it's about warming cans and bottles in a pot, and Annelier is happy to say, "It's like camping." It was an unfamiliar dish, but I also took on the pleasure of seeing it.

Prudential Dennis, even in cans, tried to prototype and taste in the kitchen as much as possible in advance, but the purpose of the day was different.

"Because of this situation, there is no outdoor activity for now. I wanted to give it a try."

The vial was placed on the workbench while saying so.

Whyyyyyyyy...

"It is an oriental seasoning called soy sauce. The adventurer I was close to the other day shared it with me. I was taught a few simple dishes."

I'm not good at it, but I helped my mother cook before I went up to the Mansion, and I can't do anything about it. It would be enough to cut, simmer or bake properly, but Shiori taught me a recipe that I could cook even with that skill.

"Ho... Oriental. I've heard rumors that you've really changed."

I don't like immigrants who met Oriental women and resolved after various events. Dennis has nothing to grieve about after a decade of indestructible trouble.

Feeling impressed by Alold's gaze, Dennis wondered from which side of the recipe he would try.

It seems that Alold was drawn to the contents of the vial as a cook. With Dennis's permission, open the lid of the vial and smell the scent and smell it. Dennis, who remembers doing it herself, laughs bitterly, wondering if she looked like this. That's all it smells like.\ 39248; smells like beans are rotten.

"You smell like shit."

"Not as raw as it is. But it's pretty good when it's heated."

Especially the sauce combined with butter was exquisite.

Open the pot of mushrooms and drain the water, put the mushrooms in a heated pot, and then drop the butter and soy sauce to fry. Compared to Shiori, it is handy, but I decided to think that it is enough for a man's cooking. You should get used to it from now on.

The moisture of the ingredients and condiments jumped, and a fragrant fragrance stood in the area. The scent of butter and soy sauce burning.

"Oh, sure... it's not that bad."

Arold, whose face was covered in raw soy sauce, also had an appetite for this scent. The fire was stopped where appropriate and placed on a deep dish. Split into small plates to taste. The aroma of scorched soy sauce leaves the nose, followed by the taste of mushrooms. Excellent for the first time.

When I recommended it to the interesting Arold, I first checked the fragrance and then made it scary. After chewing several times, the eyes are opened.

"I don't think it's the same as the one that smelled like crushing the bug earlier. Delicious."

Apparently he liked it. Having carried it to his mouth twice or three times to check the taste, he nodded convincingly.

"It tastes simple and deep. I like this girl."

"That's right. The actual dish served was meat dishes in a sauce with soy sauce and sake, but it seemed to be my favorite dish. I was admired."

"Soy sauce and sake sauce...."

"Yeah. Fermented foods go well with each other, so it's easy to sauce just by multiplying them. She seems to have been using Oriental liquor, but she thinks she can replace it with wine...."

Carefully bake the thin slices of meat in a hot frying pan and remove to a dish, then pour in the weighed soy sauce and wine and simmer lightly, then drop the butter onto the finish. The melted butter is familiar to the whole, and the sauce is finished when it is glossy.

"Nh... did you burn it a little?"

After all, it was not as quick as Shiori, but when it was tangled with meat and tasted, the aroma of soy sauce, the aroma of wine, and the rich flavor of butter were exquisitely intertwined in the mouth.

"... that's amazing. I didn't expect amateurs like me to taste like this."

It seems that you can change the ratio of soy sauce to wine if you like, or add a small amount of sugar, garlic, and ginger. It was also said that using fruit vinegar instead of wine would make a sweet and refreshing sauce that would suit strong flavours like duck and lamb. I would definitely like to try this a few times and finish it with the sauce of my choice.

"Even if you're an amateur, you're good at it. I don't get used to it, so I ruined it... this guy..."

Arold chewed and swallowed carefully the meat handed over for tasting, and thought about it for a while.

"... hey, Dennis boy. I need to talk to you about something."

"What is it?

"Can you share that soy sauce with me? Of course not. I'll give you some."

"... what I want to share with you is the mountains, but this is precious."

You can't get it unless you contact Tris' imported food store or call the Orientals directly in King's Landing. It is also not sold separately, and it seems that Shiori bought barrels at the store's price.

That's exactly what Alold looked like.

"A barrel!? A barrel... that's certainly not the kind of product I'd like to try. I can't tell you how easy it is."

After seeing him worried for a while, he nevertheless looked at the vial without difficulty.

"Actually, I'm a little worried about the dinner menu at the beginning of the year. The young lady says that it's okay if it's the traditional way it has always been, so why don't you come up with a new menu?"

Every weekend on the weekend of January, the family meets together for a meal. If you're an Alold, you'll want to showcase a new menu that also celebrates your engagement.

"I've decided on meat dishes, but only the sauce is good. But with this soy sauce...."

"... I see."

As for me, I like this flavour. If you ask Theoli, they will split you up easily, but I can feel comfortable asking you many times. But if we can keep getting it, we can't go any further. If it is used for the sauce even in allolds, you should buy a certain amount on a regular basis.

"For now, I'm going to ask an acquaintance. Ask your dealer if you can continue buying on top of that. If you subscribe, you might consider selling by subdivision."

That way, Shiori won't bother buying barrels at the right price and will get an easy-to-use amount at the right price.

"... I'm sorry. Nice to meet you."

"Yes, if so, I will contact you immediately."

Dennis left the kitchen early enough to push the rest of the dish to Arold and clean it up quickly.

Alold narrowed his eyes as he watched his back.

"Really well... you look good now."

How about that vibrant look on Dennis's face, which was all hard and sharp. I wonder when I've never seen such a face.

There is nothing more to be saddened by him who wiped out his past.

--The new plate is not just for celebrating the mistress's engagement. It is also a toast to the man who decided to live for his faith and loved ones.

Happiness to the two of you.

With such thoughts, I would like to give you a plate.

Throwing in another bite of the meat left at hand, Arold thought of a new sauce.