Sekai ga Death Game ni Natta no de Tanoshii desu

"It's a problem. Speaking of New Year's Eve?

Miyuki answers the sudden quiz from Minami with a stunning expression.

"... soba noodles over the year?

Correct! You got it!

"There are no right answers... because it's being made now"

Minami sat on the sofa and gazed at Miyuki, who was standing in the kitchen.

In front of Miyuki are colorful ingredients and soba noodles that are still powdered.

It's New Year's Eve night and dinner is already over.

However, Miyuki is cooking soba noodles for New Year's Eve because everyone wanted to eat them.

"Don't look at me. Help me."

"Well, there are a lot of daughters who can help me, even if I don't have to."

Minami looks next to Miyuki.

There, two cats and Hiroka struggled to cut the leeks that they could ride beside them.

Since Shinji asked me to cook at Christmas, I've been teaching the two of you a little bit about cooking, but I haven't really cooked to the extent that I've taught you how to use a knife.

"... you should have a lot of hands."

"Uhh...."

"Hmm, I can't imagine such cute kids. And there's a very helpful kid."

"Um...."

Understanding the meaning of Minami's words, Miyuki lay her eyes down.

And thinking about it a little bit, you go behind the kitchen like you decided.

There was a sai cooking silently in a small pot.

Eyes are sharp, and the will to keep nobody close appears clearly.

(As always, there's only hostility.)

Was that the day after Madoka's date with Shinji?

All of a sudden, when I was making breakfast, Say came.

"I'll make your share," he said.

Since then, breakfast has all been served. Other than that, each dish is made by Sei.

(... well, it's just one dish because it's bad for a star to eat something different every meal)

"Hey...."

"... what is it?

Say's reply is firm and sharp, as he keeps the amber liquid in the pan.

Miyuki continued feeling a tingling hostility.

"Can I taste that soup?

"... go ahead."

Miyuki scoops the stock from the pan with a spoon and carries it to her mouth.

Then I rolled it in my mouth several times and swallowed it slowly.

"... hmm"

"Is it over? Now, please make your own noodles. This is for senpai."

Usually all I make is breakfast.

For some reason, she said that she would only make soba noodles for the new year, and for one person, Say began to make soba noodles just for Shinji to eat.

Miyuki suggests such a test.

"Hey, why don't you make everyone's share?

Huh?

"I always cook 'I'll cook for you', but honestly, you're better at Japanese food. In that case, you should make all the soba noodles for this New Year's Eve."

"... hah"

"I'll help you cut the ingredients, so give me instructions. Or don't tell me you don't want to make anything but your beloved senpai?

"No, that's not what I meant...."

Well then, it's settled. What do you have in your gear? I'm cutting the onions..... "

"I'm trying to make a shrimp heaven."

"Hah, shrimp heaven is luxurious next to the New Year's Eve. Now, let's make some balls."

Miyuki howls to Sei.

"Well, let's get along. I think your food is delicious."

In Miyuki's words, Sei fell down slightly awkwardly.

Miyuki asks questions while preparing the thin flour.

"What about the eggs?

"That's right. I use mayonnaise instead of eggs....."

Mayonnaise. Well, that sounds interesting. "

Miyuki obeys Sei's proposal honestly.

"Speaking of which, Where did you learn to cook?

Huh?

"No, it's not the level I can do in family medicine. That soup. I was just wondering."

"My grandfather taught me how to cook..."

"The whole family? Not my mother."

"Oh, I'm sorry. I made a mistake. Everyone but your mother."

"What is that?"

Miyuki laughed at the unexpected answer.

"My house is a martial arts family. The basics of martial arts are the body. Because of the idea that the body starts with a meal, there is a lot of care or attention to eating."

"Hmm... I don't know."

Miyuki's face became slightly darker.

"... what's wrong?

"No, if meals make bodies... I wonder what they were eating the food I cooked."

"They?

"I used to come to the store, fat old people and aunts. I praised the cooking made by me and that woman. You said delicious horses... with a dirty face. I've never thought of horses as cooking my own food before."

Miyuki stared at her hands.

"It was horny... I'm sure it was good. I cook. For them... for that woman."

I wonder if the food exploited by the children was really sweet.

I feel chilly just remembering their faces when carrying cooked food and their mothers' faces when receiving money from them.

"Um...."

Say that to Miyuki at random.

"I was taught... that the important thing in cooking is emotion."

"Emotions?"

"Yes. Um, Christmas cooking. Technologies are the same, and I think that I was hungry... properly, Decoration-san conveyed to us an" emotion "that said," Let's make delicious food. "

Sei chews his lips slightly there and dyes his cherry blossoms.

"... that's why it was delicious. The cuisine of Shudo-san. I'm sorry about that."

"... hahaha"

Miyuki laughs at the slightly pointing sai.

"Hmm, what's wrong? It seemed like I was depressed, so I said it on purpose...."

"No, sorry, sorry. It was just a little cute."

"Pretty."

Fluffy, the ray completely turns away from Miyuki.

"... thank you. I'm glad I've cooked so far just looking at that face."

Really?

"I'm really glad to be alive. I hate cooking until now... but I don't think it's bad to be alive. Thank you for bringing me back to life."

With that said, Miyuki smiles with caution.

"I'm the one who cooks for you. Don't forget that."

"... nnh, how about that?

"What do you mean?

Miyuki said to the staring sai.

"I'm going to put 'emotions' in. If you and I were going to cook a delicious meal, we could certainly cook a better meal than we do now. I thought so."

Miyuki's face was a very good smile.

Then Miyuki, who finished preparing the tempura onion, grabs the shrimp that was prepared.

The blue shell is semi-transparent and the shrimp shines like a jewel is brought by Kotaro, but it is clearly not the shrimp of this world.

"Well, it's about emotion, but I wonder if it's the same thing for soba noodles over the year."

"... that's right. The soba noodles are thin and long. It makes sense to want you to live longer."

Something like that.

Garosudo-san Um, shrimp, but can you fry it with your head on?

Miyuki stopped trying to put a knife in the back of the shrimp's head.

"Yes, but do you make it with your head? I do a lot with fries, but isn't it unusual to have a tempura and a soba noodle?

"... please"

Soba decides to follow the sai.

However, while feeling something caught, Miyuki leaves her head behind to deal with the shrimp.

"Please don't even cut your beard."

"... beard? Okay."

Kotarou's world-class shrimp has a very splendid beard.

Thin, long beard.

That's why the shrimp has the same meaning as Soba.

I want you to live long.

I want to stay by my side forever.

It is undoubtedly a sai that puts the thoughts above all others, and the thoughts are passed on to Miyuki.

(... do you have anything?

Miyuki flies the shrimp heaven without leaving the face of the boy who is about to disappear like a cloud.