After eating the aunties’ creations, Kroenpis thought she was euphemistically commenting: “It’s an improvement compared to simple ingredients, but it’s still not up to standard.”
"Ah, really."
"But because of Midore-sama, there are almost no ingredients that Rimuru-san said are available."
"I wonder if it would work if I baked it with salt to extend the shelf life..."
"What the hell are you doing with salt-baked sandwiches?" Crounpis complained.
"Well, Mr. Crownpiss." Foss couldn't help but plead, "I heard Stella say that they didn't have the concept of cooking originally, so please be merciful."
"What, so you are Lord Crownpis?"
"Why fake it?"
"You made a mistake yourselves, blame me!" Clawnpis said awkwardly.
"……terribly sorry."
"Where are Rimuru and the others arranged to be? But before that, we want to take a walk here, can we?" Cronpis asked.
"sure."
"After all, he is Milim-sama's friend."
"Go and call Stella."
The women and aunts left at high speed with dexterity that was incompatible with their bodies.
After a moment, Stella arrived running at high speed.
"You are finally here! Lord Rimuru is asking for help!" Stella put her fists on her waist and said loudly.
"...and are you going to punch me in the face?" Crounpis complained as she looked at that posture.
"No, even if the Dragon City advocates martial arts, you won't greet guests with fists directly."
"Then what do you mean by this gesture?"
"Oh, this is our way of saying hello in a hurry. It's true that the outside world has never seen it."
Everyone had said that, and Crounpis didn't know what to say, so she asked what Rimuru was asking for help.
Suddenly, I felt a powerful presence approaching at high speed, but considering that this was Milim's territory, there was no need to be particularly vigilant.
While leading Crounpisi and his party to walk in the town, Stella said: "Actually, I plan to promote cooking in the Dragon City, and it has been welcomed by many people. But Lord Midore is a dead-brainer.
.Although he said that there is nothing wrong with outside culture, processing the ingredients goes against the tradition of the people who worship dragons, so..."
"You don't want to try it, right?" Cronpis guessed.
"yes."
Fuse said: "When I first came into contact with the cuisine of the Demon Country, I was skeptical about the taste before I even tasted it. If I refused to even try it, then it would be impossible to understand the cuisine."
Crounpis: "Don't praise the Demon Kingdom too much. To be honest, the cuisine of the upper class in the Human Kingdom may not be worse than that in the Demon Kingdom. At present, the desserts are probably dominated by the upper class in the Human Kingdom."
[Omniscient King Remiel] has revealed information that can lead to this conclusion, and it is related to the magic [Summoning from Another World], although the appearance of a pastry chef is just an accident.
Stella was a little excited after hearing this: "Really? I must eat it if I have the chance!"
Sheng Yafei immediately shook her hands and poured cold water on it: "No, no, no, it's absolutely not okay with humans."
Stella: "Why? Foreigners are not welcome?"
Fosse: "Don't Stella know? The human country and the Demon King's country are basically hostile."
Kashii: "There, even if we are openly killed and captured as slaves, it is completely legal. A demon country that allows humans and monsters to coexist equally is special."
While they were talking, they had already arrived at the guest room where Rimuru and his party were accommodated.
Putting aside the heavy topic, Crownpis and his party greeted Rimuru and his party.
They looked like they were eating at this time.
"Come and try it, this is my favorite piece from my recent practice!" Stella said, taking the initiative to take out bowls, chopsticks and ladles for everyone to serve.
Kroenpis took the bowl, glanced at it, and then at the pot. This soup pot with everything felt like a familiar sight, much like Malatang.
She took a bite. If she said it was delicious, it would be considered delicious if she liked the style. If she said it was not delicious, it would definitely be considered unpleasant if she didn't like it. But others were full of praise for it.
During this period, there was a slight vibration outside.
"But, are you here to eat such delicacies?" Fusi asked, wagging her tail.
Rimuru said helplessly: "Actually, many people want to eat it, but most of the Wu Priests are raw foodists and have great power. If they don't allow it, no one would dare to eat it. At most, they can make bread and raw food with only flour.
Vegetable sandwiches are the limit.”
“I wouldn’t give one star to the food here,” Flameia said.
Crownpis thought for a few seconds and said: "The problem is Midore, right? Actually, I have a way to make him have to eat it. If it's the first time for you, there is always a way.
If so, then."
Rimuru became interested: "Is there any way?"
"It's very simple. He will be beaten to a high paraplegia, and the person responsible for taking care of him will have nothing but food. Are you planning to go on a hunger strike because of this?"
Stella's eyes suddenly lit up: "I see, this is a good method, the problem is-"
Rimuru: "Hey!"
Fusi: "It is indeed a solution."
Flameia: "But Stella can't beat her."
Saint Yafei: "The problem is that they are Milim-sama's subordinates, right? Doesn't that matter?"
Kashii: "You have to ask Milim-sama first."
Rimuru: "Hey! Am I the only one who thinks this is absolutely weird?!"
Suddenly, a window smashed in, and Rimuru quickly used part of his slime body to catch it as a buffer.
"It's very interesting, let me join in!" Milim stood on the windowsill and said with her tablet on her hips.
"Ms. Milim! You're back!" Stella was a little excited.
Then, Milim suddenly lost all her majesty. With tears in her eyes, she grabbed Rimuru and shook her: "How cunning. You came to my house to play and didn't tell me that we were besties!"
"Ah, that, yes, it's a surprise, it's a surprise!" Rimuru said hurriedly.
He wouldn't say that he wanted to sneak away from his desk and take a vacation. Although there was a legitimate purpose, it could all be accomplished by sending subordinates, including cooking exchanges.
"By the way, Stella brought you an offering!" Rimuru hurriedly released the giant bear that had not had a chance to cook.
"Oh oh oh oh oh! How should I cook it? It shouldn't be just baked like before, right? I'm looking forward to all kinds of new things." Milim said happily.
"It's okay to cook secretly in this kind of pot. Such a big one can't hide it from other martial priests. It's not easy for me to do things casually on someone else's territory..." Rimuru was vague and tried his best to hint Milim to go.
Give permission.
How can adults do things like those who just teased them with violence?