570 568 Curry Impact

Cooking internship was highly regarded. It's an assessment that you've made the most of something and made something delicious.

After such cooking practice, Fran was in the dining room for lunch.

Carona and the others are with us. I guess the amount eaten in cooking internships is not enough for the sports boys and girls.

For the other classmates, it also seemed to make sense to reword it.

Only Fran was eating something different while everyone was eating the dishes served in the dining room looking delicious. We are also allowed to bring meals from outside. Well, it's a learning meal.

Particularly the students coming through town, not dorm dwellings, apparently are sourcing meals outside.

It is naturally curry rice that Fran is eating.

It seems that the Skunk Raccoon curry we made ourselves was not at all satisfactory for Fran. Another curry to reword...

"Mm-hmm. This"

"On!"

Fran is carrying his curry to his mouth, nodding over and over again. Ursi is also devouring curry in jean mode. Betty around your mouth.

Carona looked at those francs with envy.

"That's a dish called Curry made in the cooking practice earlier, right?

"Hmm? Yeah, but no"

"Er...? Isn't that curry?

"Curry. But it's completely different from what I just did. This is the real deal. That just didn't work at all."

"Is that it? Even though it was so delicious?

"Mm-hmm. This"

"Huh? Oh, thank you. Now if you'll excuse me... ahem."

Carona reluctantly mouthed the spoon offered by Fran.

"Ko, this is...! Oh, it's delicious! Sure, it doesn't compare to what was earlier!

It's a stunned look I don't know how many times today.

Well, I guess what I made in my cooking practice is delicious, but the ingredients aren't good, and I didn't season the curry flour to go with it. By contrast, what Fran now feeds me is the best curry I've ever really made.

Needless to compare, this one should have tasted better.

Look at Carona, who is impressed, and Fran is the Doya face.

"Phew."

"This is Fran's master?

"Mmm!"

"Are you really an adventurer? Not the cook?

I wonder how happy I was to be praised for curry. When Fran removed the served curry from the dimensional storage, he placed it in front of Sotto Carona.

"Are you sure?

"Mmm."

"Thank you!

Carona gives thanks with a smile that just doesn't shine. I already have the lunch offered in the dining room in my belly, but they can still eat it.

"I'll have it."

The only thing that moves a spoon is nobility and it's medium elegant, but the momentum is amazing. The curry on the plate diminishes without any stopping hand moving the spoon.

"Oh, is that so good? Hey, hey, to us too..."

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?