8 The World's Youngest Master Chef

Setting aside the sauce, I divided the dough in half and rolled each into a circle before moving them each on a greased pan; building up the edges slightly. Setting them in the oven until they became a light brown and with Kanna, spreading the sauce before sprinkling the cheese, sliced pepperoni, sliced red and green peppers, olives, a bit of onion, with a touch of basil. Letting it bake back in the oven for another 20 minutes until the cheese melted.

Yuuna: "My, it's been more than an hour and it smells wonderful in here!"

Steven: "You can have a slice right now if you're hungry."

Kanna: "It looks like focaccia, mom."

Yuuna: "Yes, please, I'm a bit peckish."

Cutting the pizza up, I gave her a slice and she eagerly bit into it. Her eyes lighting up, and nodding with joy in her face made me forget why I made it in the first place. Kanna, just as eager as her mother, grabbed a slice and began to eat it. They're just like how my cats were when I fed them.

It makes me smile!

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Yuuna: "This is amazing! Where did you learn to cook like this?"

Steven: "Thank you, my mother taught me."

Yuuna: "Your mother must be someone amazing!"

Steven: "She's my superhero."

Kanna: "Oh, that's right! I'll be right back, I need to get something!"

As if she had just remembered something, Kanna ran out of the kitchen and up the stairs. We both looked out in her direction, equally confused.

Steven: "What was that about?"

Yuuna: "I have no idea. Sorry, she can be impulsive at times."

I'm used to it at this point.

Yuuna: "What else can you make?"

Steven: "Hmm, I can make... just about anything?"

Yuuna: "What's your best dish?"

Steven: "Bulgogi, I spent 5 years perfecting it."

Yuuna: "Yeah, I think I'm going to keep you."

I had my hand on the counter and she reaches out with hers to hold it and by instinct, I pull away.

What the hell is she trying to do?

She looks at me perplexed as if I'm overreacting. What if I am?

Kanna comes back with a bundle of papers and hands them to me. Looking at them, they were an application for a school called "The Mage's Academy."

I don't know anything about it and it's intriguing me.

Steven: "School?"

Kanna: "You can go with me and learn magic!"

Yuuna: "Kitten, he just got here, he should settle in first."

Kanna: "But mom! Tomorrow's the last day for late applicants!"

When I think about it, I could go and learn magic. It would be better than just lounging around all day, too. I could even be with Kanna there and learn magic as she said.

Steven: "It's fine, if my master wishes, I'll go to the Academy with her."

Kanna: "I—I told you not to call me master!"

Yuuna: "You don't have to yell, kitten... Actually, could you buy me more ingredients for my shop, please?"

Kanna: "What do I buy?"

Yuuna: "Foxglove, senna alexandrina, angelica, and thyme."

Kanna: "Can I buy something?"

Yuuna: "Of course."

After Kanna left, it became me and Yuuna trying to figure out the application. It looks like a simple and straightforward enough. Judging by the start date, the first day is a week from now. I could get settled in and be ready for school by then.

Asking Yuuna for a pen, I begin to fill out the application.

Yuuna: "I'll help you out with it."

Steven: "Thank you, Miss Yuuna."

Yuuna: "I'm married."

Steven: "Misses Hisakawa, I'm sorry."

She moves to my side, our arms touching each other.

Her skin is so soft!

But why are Nekomatas so familiar with strangers? Is it a cat thing? Whatever the case, this is beginning to making me uncomfortable.

Steven: "Excuse me, Misses Hisakawa, do you have to be so close?"

Yuuna: "Sorry, I don't have my glasses, so it's hard to see."

That makes me feel a little better. I could understand why she's so close and probably why she reaches out for my hand.

If she can't see, then it should be fine.

Going back to the application, it was easy to fill out at first, asking my personal details like my name and place of residence.

Yuuna: "Has my daughter been considerate?"

Steven: "She has."

Yuuna: "She hasn't made you do something you're not comfortable with, right?"

Steven: "No, why do you ask?"

Yuuna: "I just want to know if I raised her right."

Steven: "You have, she's a very kind girl."

It was going well and had a few bumps, like race, I'm human, not elf, and my date of birth. Yuuna helped me with those until we hit the "professional details" of the application. Current occupation? They don't need to know this, do they?

Yuuna: "Just write what you did before."

Steven: "I was a student."

Yuuna: "A student? Just make something up then. They won't check it, I did it when I was younger."

Anything?

Then...

Steven: "What if I write Narco down?"

Yuuna: "What's that?"

Steven: "An occupation."

I giggle.

If Yuuna doesn't know that a Narco is a South American drug baron is, then it's safe to assume no one else here does. It was fine with me, even though I'll be the only one that'll get the joke. Lucas would probably be dying from laughter if he saw this.

The rest of the application, on the other hand, was easy to fill out and I finished it up rather quickly. After that was done, all that needed to be done was wait until tomorrow to turn it in.

Steven: "Thank you, Yuuna."

Yuuna: "You're welcome."

Steven: "Is there anything else you would have me do?"

Yuuna: "Oh, your room... that's right. Follow me."

She led me upstairs to the bedrooms. The stairs themselves led to a hallway with five different rooms. Three of them were the bedrooms, one was a bathroom, and the other a utility room that's more of a laundry room.

My room was in the middle, between Yuuna and Kanna's rooms. It just happens to be the smallest, but I can't be too picky.

Yuuna: "So, do you think you can manage?"

Steven: "Yes, thank you, Misse Hisakawa. I'll do my best to be Kanna's servant and take good care of this house."