Strike the Blood, Vol. 11: The Fugitive Fourth Primogenitor by Gakuto Mikumo and Manyako

Author:Gakuto Mikumo and Manyako [Gakuto Mikumo and Manyako]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Yen On
Published: 2019-01-22T00:00:00+00:00

But that scene wouldn’t become a reality until Nagisa came home safe and sound.

“…Did Kanase and the others make this?” Kojou asked, staring at the platters of rich food on the table.

Kanon gave a charming smile as she nodded and said, “Yes. Akatsuki, Yukina, please have some if you’d like.”

“Really? You’re a lifesaver! Come to think of it, I haven’t had a single bite since the year began.”

Kojou made a strained smile as he recalled that his own stomach was empty. It might not have been the purpose of their visit, but a guy still had to eat.

“Please wait a moment. I shall prepare the cutlery at once.”

With those words, Justina headed toward the kitchen. Yukina watched Justina’s back as she left, seeming a little unable to calm down when she said:

“Is it really all right? I feel bad imposing all of a sudden like this…”

Nina, the most useless-seeming person there, replied with a tone that somehow sounded haughty when she said, “There is no need for concern. While we were engaged in trial and error, we cooked a tad too much.”

“Trial and error…?”

The alchemist’s nonchalant murmur made Kojou gulp as an instinctive feeling of unease came over him. Besides Nina, a liquid metal life-form, there was a soldier from the Northern European kingdom of Aldegia, a royal girl raised in a convent, and a homunculus girl—not a single one seemed appropriately learned in the art of traditional Japanese cuisine.

Can anything those girls cooked really be considered proper New Year’s dishes? wondered Kojou, full of doubt.

Heedless of Kojou’s anxiety, Kanon put the New Year’s dishes onto plates, then offered them to Kojou and the others. Yukina and Astarte were already seated; he couldn’t just say I don’t wanna at that point. Feeling pushed by a wordless, coercive force at his back, Kojou sat at the table as well.

“Th-this is…”

Now that he was seriously looking at the food at close range, Kojou felt even more conflicted. Certainly, by appearance, the food resembled a traditional New Year’s meal. However, that which had been served clearly differed in several respects.

There was an aroma of steamed vegetables and rice cakes wafting around the bowl, and besides that, the scent of consommé.

Nina spread open a department store New Year’s cookbook as she confessed up front, “I looked at the recipe and followed it as closely as I could. It may differ somewhat from pure Japanese New Year’s cooking, but pay that no heed.”

When Kojou timidly brought the food to his mouth with chopsticks, he groaned as its powerful spiciness seemed to scorch his throat.

“Well, I pay it heed! Why the hell did you put chili beans into New Year’s cooking?!”

“Hm. Originally, beans were considered a very hardy food, so I thought them an indispensable ingredient in New Year’s cuisine. It was my hope that their hardiness might extend to the whole year.”

“Black soybeans and chili beans are completely different foods, you know! Well, not that it isn’t tasty or anything!”

As Kojou spoke, he brought a rice cake with a consommé taste to his lips.

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