Ryouriban Chapter 12

Oden with Everyone・(2nd Half)

 

Our dreams finally started from here onwards.

Even starting the mercenary corp wasn’t as exciting as this.

I never thought it would be as fun as this.

However this definitely wouldn’t have been accomplished if that guy wasn’t here.

I didn’t believe in things like fate but.

This was probably the thing called fate.

 

“Ganglabe-san. Didn’t you say it’s no good to waste ingredients?”

“Seriously… I’ll definitely tell those guys properly”

 

Shuri recovered from his sickness.

The next day it seems like his body condition got better, being revived as a cook.

Of course everyone, my subordinates, and comrades welcomed this. Of course it’s because they can escape from that extremely terrible food!

However I was too optimistic on the outlook. Way too optimistic.

Basically the disposal of the food sc.r.a.ps. We neglected to destroy to the evidence.

 

“This cream stew is not supposed to be burnt to such a brown colour right?”

 

That was my failure.

Everyone else tried to recreate Shuri’s cooking too, doing this and that by trial and error.

As a result there was a ma.s.s production of filth which couldn’t even be eaten.

Wasting large amounts of ingredients, only waste products which couldn’t be eaten or used as fertiliser were left over.

That kind of evidence. I forgot to hide it.

In my case I tried to make the soup and burnt the ingredients.

Completely burnt.

 

“No matter what you say it’s black”

“Just stop this please”

“Yea, you’re fired”

 

Sorry but I’ll make it the other’s fault instead.

Shuri looked like a Hannya.

 

“Ganglabe-san, it’s useless even if you say that to run away.

In order for Riru-san to make hamburg steak she even sauteed minced beef. Furthermore there was no flavour.

I heard Cougar-san had even burnt himself wanting to create fried horse mackerel. That fish was cut into so many pieces that it was just fried fish b.a.l.l.s.

Ahrius-san didn’t put in any kelp so it was just tofu in water. It’s a boring flavour.

And you Ganglabe-san. You made this cream stew. Then you made it so that it was your subordinates fault, I know.”

 

I was found out?!

It has to be Riru!

Riru got withdrawal symptoms not being able to eat hamburg steak.

Unable to concentrate on inventing or manufacturing equipment, rolling around all day and moaned “Hamburg… Hamburg steak…”

There and then Shuri swooped down and revived. There and then hamburg steak revived.

That girl antic.i.p.ated this, and friggin exchanged information for a hamburg steak!

 

“Well… tomorrow night I’m going to make something special”

“What? Special?”

 

Deep down I was scared of what kind of revenge Shuri would come up with but, he laughed sarcastically.

Something special, he says?

That was the first time Shuri has said that sort of thing.

 

“Therefore today I’ll be cheap, and even if I cook I’ll make less as a punishment”

“The flavour of your cooking… it’s been a while… making less… you say?”

 

I-Impossible. If he does such a thing, won’t I get loud protests from my subordinates?

My subordinates as well as my comrades were so happy from Shuri’s revival that they jumped up.

It’s already good not eating bad meals. It’s already good not eating meals that you have no choice to eat until you have to pay.

But this guy’s meals taste good and yet you can’t help but want to eat. The smell and taste reverberates into the empty stomach, making you want to eat more.

And yet there’s less to eat.

This sort of torture. I’ve never ever heard of this…!

I finally noticed after such a long time.

Inside of Shuri’s smile is a red-hot burning flame of anger!

 

The second night.

My subordinates, comrades, everyone clad in an atmosphere as if they were hungry wolves, and the dinner party opened for business.

It was tough getting to this point.

The criticisms from my subordinates, were appeased by Shuri’s anger and sound argument that the waste of ingredients were because of them. And then came to me with spearheads.

Why couldn’t I persuade him or, why did you do such a thing?

I mean by the time I condemned them saying ‘Wasn’t it your guys fault?’, it was already too late.

In this air full of tension, Riru was l.u.s.ting insatiably after a hamburg steak with an innocent look, burning it into the brain.

Because tomorrow night Shuri’s making his special meal, I persuaded them to wait until then, finally settling the uproar.

Which was why today was arrived peacefully.

 

“And Shuri? What are you planning?”

 

Gathering here are the six of us, Shuri, Riru, Cougar, Ahrius, Teg and me.

It seems like we’re cooking on specially made coals and pot.

Today’s dish is probably something special because there’s a gathering of several tens of people setting everything up.

Even Teg was questioning this. Honestly I wanted to know as well.

 

“Well everyone, for taking care of me when I was sick, thanks again.”

“So distant. Stopping acting so distant between us”

 

It’s just as Ahrius said.

We already aren’t that distant anymore.

Me, as well as everyone else here. Thinks of Shuri as a comrade.

 

“In my country’s language there’s a phrase