568 566 Cooking internship begins (1/2)
Fran seems to start by checking the seasoning and discussing what dishes to cook.
”Um, Fran? Are you sure you don't want to split the squad and start dismantling?
”The other squads are already starting to dismantle...?
”Go. With all that warcraft, we can dismantle it immediately.”
”That's great.”
”You can count on me.”
A sneak peek at the other squad's handiwork is pretty bad. It's slow, I don't understand the structure of the prey, and the overall handiwork is poor. Perhaps dismantling alone will take more than half an hour.
You don't have to worry about anything but demon stones and poison glands. Yeah, a skunk raccoon smaller in size doesn't take five minutes for a flan.
No, are we just superhuman fast with the benefit of our dismantling skills? Come to think of it, you're good enough compared to me when I just came to this world. I miss when I was trying to deconstruct the material properly and tearing it down.
”Seasoning, is that all?
”Huh? Yes...”
”Mmm.”
Look at the condiments prepared by Carona and groan like Fran was rarely weakened.
Well, I don't even know what it feels like. Whatever, there are two types of rock salt, pepper and vanilla placed on the table. Later, seasoned salt mixed with chopped mushrooms and oil in salt. That's all it was.
Seasoned salt looks like amateur handmade, and vanilla is the type of thing with weak aromas and other things that don't taste very good.
Apparently, there's only one thing you can pick in the wild mountains. When I heard the story, they said it was a seasoning I had collected in my previous classes.
”... shouldn't I buy it?
”Granted, we're not very familiar with condiments...”
Until now, they were all ingredients that they would manage to eat if they were fed with seasoned salt or vanilla.
It's just, this Skunk Raccoon isn't gonna be a glimmer, is it? To the extent that it adds or subtracts heat, the smell won't go away.
I just don't have time to go to town right now and get some condiments.
”Okay. I'll take care of the seasoning.”
”Do you have anything?
”Mm-hmm. There's a lot going on.”
”Oh, Fran could use space-time magic.”
So it seems the Frans have decided to proceed with the demolition first.
If Fran does everything he can, it'll be over soon, but he seems to do the demolition while explaining it to the Caronas. I guess it's because this is part of the class. Even Fran understands that you shouldn't have done anything.
But before the Frans went into dismantling, there was a loud scream from the students in the other squad. Then the other squads hold their eyes and noses and start screaming.
”Whew!
”What is this smell......!
”Kusa! It's creepy!
”Gah!”
Apparently, some squad damaged the toxic glands during the dismantling. Skunk Raccoon's poison is slightly poisonous, but the smell was awesome anyway.
The smell of meat tends to be caused by that too, but it's actually not. Skunk Raccoon's blood contains ingredients to withstand his own poison gas. It smells like a chemical with its ingredients, which makes it smell like meat.
In contrast, the smell of poison is an intense sulfur odor. The smell seemed to have spread all over the area because of other squads scratching the toxic glands. Every squad is smothered with tears.
Carona and the others are gone. Whatever the three men are, Carona, the nobleman's courtier, that face doesn't look bad? Fran also apparently only inhaled the gas for a moment, and was staring at her face.
But as soon as the wind magic blows the ambient air, it stretches the line and blocks the odor.
”Oh, thank you.”
”Oh, thank you”
”That's an annoying cry...”