Ch.28 An Incongruous Combination for Delicious Food.
I carried the food by using telekinesis to hold it firmly in place so that it doesn't fall off the plate. The receptionist... Is there.
"I would like to join the cooking guild, so please check my cooking."
"Understood. I will now begin the appraisal. Please also provide your ID."
The receptionist, who seemed to have just finished doing some paperwork, looked at me, put down her pen, and said this.
The ID card is a digital card that lights up when you touch it with your finger, displaying your photo, name, occupation, and other details.
You can adjust the information you want to display, for example, you can enter your age. However, since you can only display or hide information about yourself, you cannot write false information to show off.
If you join a new guild, you'll be able to display even more things on this card.
I placed the plate with the food on the reception counter and took out my ID from my bag.
Meanwhile, the receptionist holds the plate and looks at the food from various angles, appraising it. She doesn't eat it, but she's smelling it.
"The food is... good. Now, can I have your ID to verify your identity?"
As instructed, I handed over the card I was holding.
After checking the photo on the card, my face, the name on the card, and the name of the maker that appears when the dish is appraised, they return my ID.
"The next thing I need to confirm is whether you have the required amount of recipes. Have you purchased the recipe since then?"
"Oh, then here."
Do you remember what I said when I came in?
I took out five rolled up recipes from my bag and placed them on the counter. I rolled them up because they wouldn't fit otherwise.
The receptionist stretches it out and checks if it's a recipe I bought here.
The recipes sold at the Cooking Guild had a fairly large round stamp on the bottom right. It glowed purple, so it seemed to be some kind of magical stamp.
The recipe papers must be printed in large quantities, so I'm sure they've been designed in some way to allow for stamp-like marks to be stamped in large quantities.
"You have met the conditions for joining. Congratulations on joining the Culinary Guild."
It happened quickly as I watched the confirmation process.
No, maybe she did it quickly because I was staring at her? From her perspective, it might have seemed like I was urging her to hurry up. I'm sorry.
"Thank you"
Listening to the clinking sound, I put away the recipe, which had returned to its rolled shape.
[By joining the Cooking Guild, your main job will change to Apprentice Chef. Your current main job, Apprentice Mage, will be changed to secondary job.]
This will increase the rarity of the food you make and also give it a buff effect. However, if you cook something that is too messy, you may end up with a debuff instead of a buff.
I thanked the receptionist, picked up the food with my telekinesis, and returned to the kitchen.
"I don't think it's worth making that much at once..."
Thinking that it would be nice to have one more dish, I took out a mandarin orange. It's difficult to peel it with telekinesis, so I peeled it off with my small hands.
I put it in a blender to turn it into a liquid and poured it into a cup.
Yes, the second dish. It's just a simple one.
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[Consumable item: Mandarin juice]
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Fairy Forest mandarins are blended in a blender to create a liquid.
It's 100% mandarin orange juice with nothing else added, so it tastes just like it would if you drank it plain.
There are two small seeds mixed in.
・Max HP +5
Creator: Blood-Rotten Tree Fairy Vester
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"Seeds? Oh, they're floating."
It seemed to be a type of mandarin orange with seeds. As described, there were two seeds floating in the juice. I picked them out with my hands and put it in my bag.
"I will have fun with this later."
It's chipped, but it's probably fine (unfounded confidence). I'm excited about this unexpected harvest. If I plant it, I'm sure it will grow into a mandarin orange tree. I think I'll plant it near my main body.
While daydreaming, I move the frying pan up into the air and wash it with detergent. I also wash the mixer, but it has a lot of parts, so although it's easy to remove, it's difficult to put it back together.
"Hmm. This is supposed to be here, right?"
"I'll help you."
I looked up at the hand that was suddenly extended to me.
A player with a young face, five loosely curled strands of hair tied up in twin tails, and pink and black outfit. There was a player dressed in what is known as Jirai Kei.
Or rather, her clothes flutters so much that it makes me wonder if it even counts as equipment. It could just be normal clothing, though.
"Thank you"
"Don't worry about it. It's hard on a small body, afterall."
She was smiling cheerfully and had the word "missyeru♡" written above her head. "A heart mark on her name!?" I had to take a second look.
She was very kind and helped me assemble the mixer, then waved goodbye and left with what appeared to be a thermal bag.
"What a kind person."
I'll do something to thank her the next time I see her, I thought as I nodded.
"Well, I've cleaned up the things I used for cooking, so I guess it's time to eat."
I floated the two dishes I had made to the spacious table next to the kitchen.
I place the food on an empty seat at one of the tables, brings a spoon and sits there myself.
"Itadakima~su"
With a small spoon in hand, i scoop up the eggs and mushrooms, each cut into human bite-sized pieces, escaping the spoon and returning to the plate.
I made a mistake. Even though I'm not as big as a human now. I guess my senses as a human haven't faded.
I had no choice but to bring chopsticks and grab it to eat. It takes quite a bit of balance to hold it with the chopsticks, but somehow I managed to get it into my mouth. I then added an egg and chewed it together.
"Delicious."
The rich flavor of the plump shimeji mushrooms and salt-pepper mushrooms, offset by the fluffy texture and flavor of the egg, all combined made for a delicious meal.
Drinking some mandarin orange juice halfway through leaves my mouth feeling refreshed, although it doesn't go well with this dish.
I couldn't leave any behind, so I ate it all, then washed and put away the dishes I used. I had a drying magic tool that could blow away the water, so the draining was done quickly.
I could probably take it home if I had some kind of container, but unfortunately I don't have anything like that at the moment. Or rather, even if I did, would it be big enough to fit in my bag? Even if it did, the capacity would be small and I'd have to carry around several of them. ...It'd be nice if I can separate it into smaller portions.
I go to the reception desk to make my next reservation and leave the guild.
It's still raining. Let's fly home slowly.
Because I'm afraid of taking damage.
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〘Identification Card〙
A card made from a strange plastic-like material.
It has a digital display that lights up when you touch it with your finger, showing your face photo, name, occupation, etc.
You can adjust the information you want to display. However, you can only display or hide information about yourself, so you can't post false information to show off.
The more information you have about yourself, the more you can display. If you display too much, the text will get smaller and smaller.
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Comments (3)
thanks for the chapter
Thank you for the chapter. I wonder if one could display a complete autobiography in one of these cards.
They probably can
