Chapter 194

Idle Talk: Melted Chocolate

In the country of Japan, in another world, there was a tradition called Valentines Day.

It was a special day where women made confessions of their love.

When I spoke of this, Eve raised one of her beautiful eyebrows.

What an advanced tradition. Such things would not be thought of in this world.

Well, in this world, women are supposed to follow after men silently. And parents decide who you marry. So I suppose it is advanced in comparison.

Saint Jeanne dArc agreed.

There was no such custom in France when I lived there.

You were in France during the middle ages. While Saint Valentine existed, the custom of sending chocolate hadnt begun yet.Upstodatee from n(0)/ve/lbIn/.(co/m

Though, I did hear that even in the twenty-first century France, it was still not a day where women confessed their love to someone.

But after this conversation, the two said that they wanted to make some chocolate.

Chocolate, eh? Yes, chocolate does exist in this world.

I heard that there was a city that imported cacao from the south and made chocolate. So it shouldnt be hard to find it if we went to the market here.

Thinking this, I decided to go to the market as part of my walk. However, I was shocked when I saw the price tag on them.

It costs this much for so little

Apparently, chocolate was still rare in this world. However, I came all of the way here, and would not leave without it. And so I took out a few silver coins from my wallet and bought the chocolate.

Hey! Demon King. I made chocolate!

She said, carrying some substance that must have been chocolate at some point.

But just how had she transformed it so much in the melting process?

And so I asked her.

Because I put all of my favorite things inside.

Your favorite things?

Radish, mutton and truffles.

You shouldnt just put anything inside.

But the maid was talking about chocolate truffles.

I dont think that its the same truffles

I grumbled as I ate it. However, in spite of its appearance, the chocolate did not taste bad at all.

And when I told Jeanne this, she smiled and said that there was a secret ingredient.

Secret ingredient?

And then Jeanne whispered it in my ear.

There is love inside.

As she said this without any hesitation, she looked just a little bit cute.

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