13 "Did you think it was a slow life?"What a shame! Its time for the event!" (1/2)

I've been growing demons for a while now.

Recently, I'm into growing mushroom-type monsters called mashable mushrooms.

These mushrooms are naturally generated by the corpses of animals and other monsters. Depending on the location and the carcasses of the dead animals, the same mashup mushrooms may appear completely different from each other.

The most popular one is the mashitake mushroom that grows on rotten trees in this region. It is a shiitake mushroom. They are about the size of a human baby and can grow to the size of a child when they are large.

Other mushrooms grow through demons such as wolves.

The ones grown in particularly damp places such as caves are called kikuratake mushrooms and vary in color, shape, size and taste.

Personally, I enjoyed the tamagotake mushroom grown through the medium of a monster.

It looks like an egg, about the size of a human head, but it was quite tasty just roasted.

We are now studying what kind of mushrooms grow under various environments. It may be possible to grow the famous mushrooms that are famous on earth.

The hut has become a festival of mushrooms and overgrown mushrooms are strutting around the hut, and a rare visitor appears.

Mr. Kyou, is this a good time?

That's Mina. What's up with you coming all the way over here?

That's right, it's Mina, our business partner and the cook at the diner, whose food we are indebted to almost every day.

I have a favor to ask Kyou-san for a favor.

”Hmm?　I wish I could do it myself.

”Yes, um, next month's sunshine day ......, me and ......

Oh, oh, oh?　Could this be a date flag?

”Will you enter me in the cafeteria contest!

Well, no.

”Diner contest?

Yes, to tell you the truth, once a year we have a competition to determine the best restaurant in the city. The winner of the competition gets to participate in the culinary world's top culinary competition held in the central continent, Agathustra.

Ah, I see. You get the gist of it. The point is, isn't it?

There's a regional competition for the national cooking competition, which is often held next month on sunny days.

And you want me to help you win?

”Okay, but you know I don't know how to cook at all.　Is that okay?

”Yes, it's fine. It's my job to cook. And Mr. Keogh has another job to do.

”I mean?