Chapter 21 (2/2)

‘To think that I would taste such fear,’ hat his instincts were telling him That, that liquid could harm even him

As the de stared at the pot with such an expression of fear, Yuria reddened and shouted,

“What are you looking so scared for! You’re the one that told me to cook!”

“Eh?”

The expression of non-understanding lasted briefly before it morphed into horror

“Th, th, this is cooking?”

In contrast with the sheet-white de, Yuria’s face turned the darkest shade of red and yelled,

“This IS cooking, so what!”

Shocked at those words, the de’s eyes flitted briefly towards the black liquid and back

“Wh, what dish is this?”

“It, it’s obviously soup!”

The de pondered Was that so He had alondered how such weak hu

‘If they grew up eating this, even the weakest child could get stronger But, it would be a miracle if one out of a hundred survived…’

Perhaps, huht actually be the crueller species

Thinking this, the de asked,

“Then taste it yourself”

“Wh, what? T, tasting should obviously be done by the one who asked for it!”

At her flustered voice, the dehts

‘So I was ain, let alone hu that’

Maybe if it was fed to an angel, it could make them fall?

“Let’s learn first”

“Learn what?” What was he telling her to learn? As Yuria tilted her head, with a deter said,

“Cooking, of course”