Sekai ga Death Game ni Natta no de Tanoshii desu

Good at things, cooking

Something I hate, a meal.

Cooking is the processing of food, meals are the act of suppressing hunger.

As far as I can remember and trace in myself, he has had a knife since he was very attentive, and Miyuki Shigedo's views on food will be roughly like that.

Miyuki's mother was the owner chef of a restaurant with stars on it (although Miyuki is not familiar with how that is awesome), and for that reason Miyuki was often made to help her mother.

It was really, really well made.

Twenty-four hours.

Three hundred and sixty-five days.

Every day, every day.

I can't go to preschool or kindergarten.

Ever since I got into elementary school, I've felt like my only time off from school.

Always, Miyuki was helping my mother.

Peel the potatoes, chop the onions, wash the pan, polish the dishes...... gently lower the finished dishes as you wave a loving laugh at the fat guests, glorifying my mother's dishes as "delicious".

For once, Miyuki was moving her knife so that no one would find out behind the kitchen because she shouldn't let the child work after 8: 00 p.m.

At the time of the break, the sole to suppress hunger, which my mother could not have made but left behind, was much more shriveled than the leftovers left by the guests, unlike what was served to them.

The days of silent eating of things processed with foods that only suppress such hunger by themselves.

I ate food and never felt the taste.

But still, that's all the time, I was involved in processing food (cooking), so I guess I had a lot of skill.

Because it can be processed (cooked), and because Miyuki is now alive.

Miyuki is cutting tons of fruit in the kitchen right now.

'Morning' was called out about 10 days ago.

In the audiovisual room, I should have been shown footage of a boring war, but when I realized it, a boy student was standing in front of me.

His name is Masashi Starr.

Miyuki and one senior, he should be the one who was hated like garbage by that perfect Virgin Shellfish Mahogany.

Most importantly, Miyuki hated Mao so much that she didn't even care about him.

Miyuki hated Mao because... he was similar.

Mao and my mother.

Miyuki was firmly discerning that they were smiling like the Virgin and moving people like slaves.

So Miyuki doesn't hate Syndicate.

I don't hate that Syndicate told Miyuki that her food is delicious.

"Uh... what's this amount already! I'm not a slave!!

In the neighboring female student Gucci, Miyuki is free from thought.

It is Minami, a female student of the same class as Miyuki, who is spilling Guchi.

She, too, could have been brought back to life by Syndicate with Miyuki, but unlike Miyuki, it doesn't mean she can cook anything else.

Most of all, high school students who can cook alongside Miyuki will only be counted in the world.

"Not a lot? Usually, it's less than a tenth of this, right?

"You can't help it, can you? There are more people eating. Besides, if you don't want to, you don't have to help?

Minami isn't untouchable either, but she's still slower to cut than Miyuki.

By the time Minami has finished peeling one fruit, Miyuki has finished peeling and chopping ten.

The scary thing is the amount of ingredients that are cutting at that speed but never ending.

"... this, maybe not even a minute of day and night?

Minami questions the amount of anything too much for breakfast alone.

"... yesterday, it was tough."

Slightly, I looked at Miyuki, who answered casually, and Minami widened her eyes behind her marginal glasses, laughing.

"Heh... so sorry I couldn't have dinner with Mr. Ming Sing?

"... Ha!?

Miyuki looks back to Minami immediately.

"Hey, say what...!? Kid, yesterday, I was late for dinner, so I had no choice... aren't you stupid!?

"My face turned bright red - it's cute. It's cute. You always seem happy when you have dinner with Ming Xing, Miyukin."

"Shut up! Idiot!

Minami wears Niyaniya and Miyuki's cheeks.

"So, more or less, because that's what Mr. Mingxing said. I said I would eat alone, but I couldn't help but say, 'It looks delicious, so let's all eat together'... even though it's weird for a cook to eat with guests, 'cause it's better for all of us' or 'This apple sauce is delicious. I feel very carefully crafted. I'm not familiar with cooking,' he smiled happily at how he felt about cooking... how embarrassing that was!

"I remember exactly what they said for it, and I look happy"

"Ugh!? Oh, no... more than that, you're the one who doesn't like Mr. Starling? We always talk like we're friends..."

"Hmm. So you admit to favoring Mr. Ming Sing? Miyukin."

"Shut up! Answer the question!

With Miyuki's cheek on, Minami thinks hmm.

"If you say you like it, do you like it? My face, well, it's kind of there. Senior Yamada is cooler, and I know you're used to playing with girls."

But Minami adds.

"It's the star who's sweet, isn't it? Plus, I like girls. Senior Yamada probably doesn't like girls, right? That."

"... Really? Sure, you were famous for being a player, right? Senior Yamada."

"Yeah. So, wasn't it 'I was playing with a girl'? Looking at Senior Yamada's attitude, Sometimes I think it's like a spider setting a trap."

"... spider, hey. I don't know because I haven't talked much."

In Miyuki, the only impression Kotarou has is the image of a man with a good appearance.

"I can live with that super handsome guy under one roof! When I heard that, I got tense. Now I'm scared and not really... Conversely, Mr. Ming Xing is surprisingly casual and gentle when I talk to him... Speaking of which, what image does Miyukin have of Mr. Ming Xing?

"Doh, what..."

"I like it! Or love it! Leave it or something."

"Ugh! Stupid glasses!!

One breath down, Miyuki answers.

"... well, but if it's an analogy like earlier, I thought you'd be like a spider"

"Spider?"

"Clouds in the sky, right. I'm not anywhere near you, but I watch you all the time, and you make a shade when the sun's shining, and when it's dry, it rains. He's like that..."

"... hmm"

Minami closes her mouth to Miyuki's, what a melancholy expression she answers.

"I'm not close, though."

The distance is the impression that Minami also felt against Syndicate.

After they brought me back to life, Miyuki and Minami, and a foreign woman named Ellie, and Syndicate, Kotalou and Yurina.

Six of us ate every day.

From the conversation of that meal, you feel it.

From Syndicate, a sense of unspeakable distance.

I get anxious even though I'm just having such a conversation about what school I went to, the club I belonged to, my hobbies, etc. that's not obvious.

I wonder if the person in front of me will faintly, as Syndicate breathed into the candle fire.

Like a cloud floating in the sky, I thought it might be gone if I realized it.

"Oh, but is that why yesterday's kid was so perfect, too?

"What kid yesterday?

"What is it, was it Changchun? You know, she's so cute, feeling like a Japanese-style beauty."

"... oh"

The moment I hear about Sai, Miyuki's face gets worse.

"Um, the guy who eats so much. Fool who ate like an idiot and also ate the steak for Mr. Ming Star"

"Whoa. Was that a mine?"

Minami grins bitterly at Miyuki's reaction.

"... what is it? Because desire turns into strength, being faithful to desire becomes stronger, right? I don't know, but don't even eat for people, you idiot. How much hassle have I put into that steak..."

"... well, that's right"

To the voice of a man suddenly heard, Minami and Miyuki turn to the voice.

"Not only will you be faithful, but if you don't control it in the essentials, you won't get real strength..." Kotarou said, "so does Changchun, we need to work out around there"

"Meh, Mr. Star!?

There, Syndicate stood at first sight.