Side Story: The First Errand
I want you to make dinner today.
Its been a week since I came to this world and started working at Eris hospital.
Out of nowhere, Eris brings that up.
Eris is great at cooking. Its on the level where if hers was mixed in with the food from a restaurant, you couldnt tell the difference.
And for this whole week, Eris has always done the cooking.
Despite that, now she wants me to make the food all of a sudden. What the heck is up with that?
Me, cook?
Yes, I have always been making it, but look, the magic tool we have here isnt the type that uses magic stones as fuel. The more common type operates by the user pouring in their own mana, you know? And there were quite a few customers today, so I dont have enough mana to spare.
I see, so thats how it is?
In this houses kitchen, magic tools are used to provide the heat. This ones like a gas burner that runs on mana.
To use it, the user needs to constantly pour in their mana to keep the flame going.
Since I seem to have more mana than others its no big deal for me, but apparently it becomes a burden for Eris. Why is she using something like that, you ask? Because buying magic stone fuel is supposedly wasteful.
And yet, maybe this is a chance for me.
I definitely cant beat Eris when it comes to cooking skill, but I have an advantage in the form of my knowledge of Japanese cuisine. If this goes well and I get a tight grip on Eris stomach, there may even be a development such as I cant live without your cooking anymore, marry me!.
I see, I see, in that case theres no helping it. Well then, just leave it to me!
Eris gives me a bank card containing the budget for dinner, then I head out into the streets in high spirits to buy ingredients.
She told me I didnt have to do the shopping too, but in order to make Eris taste buds sing, Ill have to carefully select the finest ingredients.
And yet this is the first time Im buying ingredients since I came to this world. I wonder just what kind of ingredients there are? Itd be great if theres soy sauce or miso.
I ponder such things while I walk down the road Eris told me to use, and eventually I arrive at the market.
Powerful voices are flying about, and there are tons of people. Seems like its thriving.
Keeping in mind that I want to buy meat or fish first for the main dish, I head towards a place where there appear to be many such carts.
Welcome, welcome! Shopping for dinner, Onii-san? Ours is fresh and cheap, how about a piece!
A voice immediately calls out to me. When I turn in its direction, there are numerous hunks of some unknown meat set out on a cart. Looks like its a butcher.
Something wonderful!?
No, no, no good, its no good.
My bank card currently holds the precious dinner funds entrusted to me by Eris. I cant afford to frivol them away.
But, but maybe just looking would be okay. Its not like I have to use the money she entrusted me with, so long as Im only looking
When I glance over, the Onee-san grins.
And, in the valley between her breasts, sunken deep, deep into her soft flesh, theres an egg wedged in there. What a violent spectacle.
Once my eyes are pointed at that egg, as if to make doubly sure, she implores me with upturned eyes.
Wont you harvest my eggs?
I ended up buying them. I ended up harvesting them. Almost all of the money in my possession has been converted to eggs. Two heaping omelettes are lined up on the table at Eris hospital, and shes gazing at them with a delicate expression.
Hey, why is it just omelettes?
I-Im sorry.
Theres no way I can answer that. If I tell her I got hustled into buying expensive eggs by some Onee-sans seduction, Ill unmistakably be scorned.
Even if I dont get fired, shell be resistant to living together.
As Im hemming and hawing while I agonize over it, Eris seems to come to a conclusion on her own.
I see theres an orphanage close to that market, isnt there. In any case, the children were trying their best to sell eggs, so you ended up buying them against your better judgment, am I right?
Thats wrong. I dont know how it would have gone if that situation did come up, but emotions aside, what got me carried away this time was my sexual desire.
However, I cant explain the details to Eris, so I cant deny what she said either.
As Im prevaricating with an ambiguous expression like that, Eris starts to reach for her omelette as if the conversation is over.
You arent going to eat?
Ah, no, Ill eat.
The two of us attempt to level our omelette mountains. I feel a little guilty, but this is quiet time.
I mull it over as I eat my omelette, which certainly cant be called delicious.
In one way or another, this hospital feels comfortable. Its probably thanks to Eris personality.
Im a weak-willed, useless guy, though.
But one day Ill return the favor to Eris.