The Saint’s Magic Power is Omnipotent (WN)

"Hello!"

"There you are, Ira."

A few days after the rice could be cooked at the lab.

The time is lunch.

Ira came to the lab.

I'm planning to cook with rice today, so I asked her out for lunch.

Ira nodded instantly when she heard we could have dinner.

The first cooked rice was also delivered to Ira that night.

It was nappies and miso soup that I went to deliver to the quarters of the Court Demon Division.

Ira opened her eyes wide as soon as she removed the cloth hung on the basket, looking at the basket she had given her.

As it was, he looked at me with a surprised look, so he asked me if I'd like to eat with him.

And we both had nappies and miso soup in Ira's room.

I ate while talking about my distant hometown, but I felt better than I did when I tasted it.

"What's on the menu today?

"Mixed sushi today."

"Sushi!? Huh? Can you?

"Because vinegar is not rice vinegar, it tastes a little different."

"Still looking forward to it!

Laughing happily, Ira and I head to the dining room.

As I told Ira, today's menu is chicken sushi.

I use wine vinegar instead of rice vinegar, so it's not the flavor I was expecting.

But I don't think you've got a bad thing.

The ingredients are dried white fish bought from beef meal, carrots and morgenhafen.

Don't forget the brocade eggs you put on top.

Incidentally, beef gills may have been separated from the herbal fields raised by the director.

The medicinal herbs that came in from abroad were brought up by the director.

Was it about this time last year that you noticed?

I was surprised to see the harvested oxen.

The director was more surprised when I told him that he was eating as a vegetable in Japan.

I found rice and miso, and I was wondering if you could grow a little more as an ingredient starting next year, why don't I ask the director?

When I sat at the table in the dining room, the cook brought me the dish in a sneer.

The curious cooks are in a very good mood to have the opportunity to find out about a dish made with rice, a new ingredient.

Before mixed sushi and miso soup, Ira's eyes also glowed.

I can't seem to wait, so I'll have it right away and say hello.

"Sushi like this has been eaten since I was a little girl."

"Really?

"Yes. My mother bought it for me at the store during the chick festival. It wasn't until I was in first or second grade."

"Uh, my grandmother made it for me at the chick festival, too. I wonder if you made it occasionally, other than at the chick festival."

Speaking properly, Ira, I remembered my grandmother, and I came to tear glands a little.

I don't want to.

Let's calm down.

Take a deep breath so you don't know around you and calm down.

Where the tears pulled in, I lifted the soup cup.

When my grandmother made it for me, it mostly came with suction, but today it comes with miso soup.

Salt alone seems like you can make a suction, but I don't think it's enough without soy sauce.

I can reproduce soy sauce.

If there is miso, there seems to be soy sauce.

Not in Zaidella, or ask Mr. Oscar later to look for it.

"It was delicious!

"Good."

After a thorough complete meal, Ira thanked me with a playable smile.

I had a little anxiety about the wine vinegar I used for sushi vinegar, but it didn't seem to be a problem.

Ira said she still had work to do after this, so I gave her a pound cake for a snack, and she broke up.

Pound cakes seem to be popular with the people of the Court Demon Division.

They told me it was going to be a deal, so I put a few together and gave them to them.

Ira was scared, but it's okay.

Pound cakes are always made more often.

And the next day.

An unexpected guest came to the lab.

"What's wrong with you?

I just wanted to ask you a few questions.

Shortly after the start time, the division leader visited.

Behind that, some Ira has a troubled look on her face.

Starting with a beautiful smile in the morning, I wandered over to the division leader.

What the hell is wrong with you?

I couldn't believe it, so I took her to the reception room because I was standing at the entrance.

"Yesterday, I wanted to ask you about the dishes Lord Misono ate."

"By yesterday's dish, do you mean mixed sushi and miso soup?

"Yes! I'd like to try your dish, too, but could you prepare it for me?

When I sat down on the couch in the reception room, the division leader began to speak.

Somehow, the pressure of the division chief's smile is strong.

When I sent Ira my gaze for an explanation, Ira also shook her neck to the side because she didn't seem to understand.

However, he explained the situation to me.

Yesterday, after returning to the courtroom magic division's quarters, he was training in magic.

To see how the training went there, the division leader who wanted to go through.

I hear you've been watching Ira use magic for a while, but then you came to hear something weird.

Asked if she did anything unusual or was done today, Ira apparently told me she had lunch in the institute's dining room.

I see.

Perhaps one of the dishes I ate yesterday has the effect of drawing the interest of the division chief.

If you look at the situation of the division leader, you can see that it is a magical effect.

I was just about to investigate the effects of cooking with rice and miso, and I might as well ask the division manager to cooperate with the experiment.

"I don't mind preparing it, actually, but I wanted to ask you something"

"What is it?

"Excuse me, can I ask the director's permission to come before then?

"Okay. I'll come with you."

Say no, the division leader rises.

He wants to eat yesterday's dishes for the rest of his life.

Unfortunately, I thought I would get permission soon, so I managed to hold it down and leave the reception room behind.

I didn't say anything, but in that condition, he'll be in the reception room until I get back.

Hurry to the Director's office and knock on the door.

When I opened the door because I heard a response, the director looked at this one as surprised.

"In such a hurry, what's up?

"I'm sorry, I just wanted to ask your permission."

They had a quick time to open the door.

I told the director, who looked worried, that the division manager had told me that he wanted to eat the dishes, and that he wanted to cooperate in the investigation of the effects of the dishes.

"Well, Lord Dreves..."

"Yes, I think the effect of cooking is undoubtedly something about magic, so I think we should ask the division chief to cooperate this time"

"Right."

"The rice and miso used as ingredients are also low in stock, so I thought it would be less expensive to ask the division manager to cooperate"

"If it's about magic, his eyes are certain. Fine."

Yes, there is also a reason why I would like the division chief to cooperate.

Ingredients for this dish are low in stock, and hard to get.

For myself and Ira, I am more than willing to leave the ingredients for Japanese food, if possible.

I think the investigation is important, too.

So, I wanted to do this investigation with a few good people.

I think the best way to do that is to ask the division chief, who is familiar with the magic.

Later, let the division chief select a few suitably qualified people from the Court Demon Division.

I got the director's permission, so I'll take it back to the reception room.

As soon as I entered the room, I said, "How was it?" The pressure to smile was also strongly questioned by the division chief.

How much I want to cook, this guy.

At the same time, if I tell him that the Director's permission has been obtained, the division manager's smile will deepen.

Looking next to the division chief, Ira was also horrified and smiled bitterly at the same time where her gaze matched.

Then, if I told the division manager that I wanted him to cooperate, i.e. to help me investigate the effects of the dish, he would be happy to undertake it.

It was a double reply.

I was curious, so I asked if I should also tell Mr. Intelli Eyeglasses, and Ira contracted to contact me there.

Best wishes.

Well, I'm telling you I like the top of the court demon division, so you won't be stopped by Intelligent Eyeglasses.

Maybe,... maybe.