Chapter 568 (2/2)

They came to the cafeteria after the Cooking Drill, so Osless and the other boys were sitting together at the same table as Fran.

Seeing Charon eating the curry so deliciously, I guess they couldn’t hold back anymore. Osless then said that he wanted to eat it too.

If it was Fran from before, she would have found it hard to share the curry. However, I wondered if she had developed a sense of friendship after the short time they spent together in the Cooking Class.

Fran then willingly served them some curry. She also served it with a side of sliced vegetables pickled in soy sauce.

「It’s delicious!」

「Oh, God! This is so good」

「Gatsu gatsu!」 (*munching SFX)

It was just that, you know if she serves curry to only Osless and the others here――

「…Gulp」

「…Slurp」

All their classmates around were looking at Fran’s table with a menacing look like starving beasts.

No, even the other students, other than their classmates, were also looking at them.

「Muh」

「Woof」

Fran and Urushi, who can smile even when surrounded by a pack of magic beasts, were being pressured by the students.

「…This, have some too」

『Ah! If you do that――』

「「「「Uwoooh」」」」

The moment Fran took out one of the barrels from the dimensional storage, an earth-shaking cheer suddenly rose. It already sounded like a war cry.

『Pa-panic will occur here!』

I braced myself for that, but Osless, Marquez, and Rellus voluntarily took charge of serving the food and organizing a line.

「It seems like it’s our fault… So, let us at least do this」

「He’s right」

「I-I don’t know what will happen if we leave them alone」

The Special Battle Class seemed to be well respected, and the students from other departments obediently followed their instruction. Thanks to that, we were able to finish distributing the curry smoothly without any incident breaking out.

「It tastes much better than cafeteria food!」

「It’s already more than a few degrees higher」

「You’re right! This is certainly hundreds of times better!」

While Fran gazed sadly at the empty barrel, there were shouts of joy in various parts of the cafeteria. Apparently, the curry was well accepted.

However, other people besides Fran could not simply be happy about the situation. But it was not Charon and the others.

「Hey, you. The little Beastman there」

「Nn?」

「What the hell do you think you’re doing here without telling us?」

The words alone sounded as if he was part of the town’s hoodlums, but I suppose that was to be expected.

The man who was staring at Fran with a blue mark on his forehead was an elderly man dressed in a white cook’s uniform.

「I’m Noritz, I’m in charge of cooking here. Can I have a talk with you for a moment?」