570 568 Curry Impact (2/2)
We came to the dining room at the end of the cooking internship stream, so the males and the boys students sat together at the same table.
Seeing Carona eating curry looks so delicious, I guess I can't stand it anymore. The males said they wanted to eat them too.
If it were my usual franc, I'd be pretty worried about splitting the curry. But did we do cooking exercises together even in the meantime, and did we develop a sense of fellowship?
Fran was doing it with a curry out of his comfort. It comes with an extra Fukugami pickle.
”It's delicious!
”Yabe! Good!”
”Trending!”
It's just that if you behave like a curry to the males here...
”… tickle”
”... jiuru”
Boys and girls who eat like starving beasts. I watched Fran's table with a glitzy eye that made all the classmates around me feel even murderous.
No, non-classmates are also sending their gaze over here caught by the smell of curry.
”Mmm.”
”Khun.”
Fran and Ursi, who can laugh even when surrounded by herds of warcraft, are under barometric pressure by the students.
”... I'm eating this.”
”Ah! That's a bad hand -”
”” ”” Whoa, whoa, whoa!
The moment Fran took one of the torso out of the dimensional storage, he would cheer like a ground beep. It's like a walk-ray.
”Panic, you're gonna panic!
That's what I figured, but three men, Osless, Marchese and Lerus, were in charge of organizing meals and rows voluntarily.
”It sounds like it's our fault... Let me do this.”
”Right.”
”Ho, I don't know what will happen if I leave you alone.”
Special Wars classes are apparently at a glance, and students from other disciplines follow them properly. Thanks to this, he was able to smoothly finish handing out the curry without ever developing into a riot.
”A few steps better than the mess in the dining room!
”You're not talking about a few steps.”
”Sure! That's a hundred times better!
With Fran on her ass staring sadly at the empty torso, every part of the dining room is a voice of joy. Curry seems to have been accepted.
However, there were other people besides Fran who simply could not be pleased with the situation. Not the Caronas.
”You. Lady of the Beast Man there. Can I talk to you for a second?
”Hmm?”
”What are you doing, not saying no to us?
When I only hear the words, it's as if the town chimps are wearing Ichamon, but that won't help either.
It was one magnificent man dressed in white cock clothes who was floating blue suzi on his forehead and staring at Fran.
”I'm in charge of cooking here, Noritz. You're gonna let me talk to you for a second, right?