The Weakest Tamer Began a Journey to Pick Up Trash Vol. 3 by Honobonoru500

The Weakest Tamer Began a Journey to Pick Up Trash Vol. 3 by Honobonoru500

Author:Honobonoru500 [Honobonoru500]
Language: eng
Format: epub, pdf
Tags: light novel
Publisher: Seven Seas Entertainment
Published: 2023-01-28T08:00:00+00:00


Chapter 152:

Happy Tummy!

DINNER WAS FANTASTIC! I know, it’s a little egotistical to praise your own cooking, but it really was delicious.

“This’s really good.”

“Thank you, sir. I think so, too.”

Since I’d decided that gurbar meat would be perfect for pot roast and committed hard to that with a low and slow braise, the meat was tender, but it still had a little texture to it. It had that exquisite, savory taste that can only be attained through patience.

Druid had given me a concerned look when we started dinner, but when he saw that I wasn’t at all fazed by what had just happened, the tension left his shoulders. Now he had a somewhat pitiful smile on his face.

But having said all that…I cooked way too much. No matter how much we ate, there was still meat in the pot. How many people did I cook for anyway? Oh well, maybe I should get a favor out of Druid tomorrow, too.

“Ivy, don’t you think you made a little too much?”

“Yeah, you think so, too? Well, I’ll just have to ask for your help again tomorrow, then.”

Druid looked startled by my request. “So you did cook too much. I have to say, I thought it was a little strange that you filled such a big pot for just two people.”

“Hee hee, yeah, I think I went just a little overboard.”

“Just a little?” Druid asked, pointing at the big pot.

I looked inside and saw that there was more than two meals’ worth left in it. “Umm…”

“Ha ha ha ha! Understood. I’ll give you all the help you need. That food’s for me, right?”

Oh! Druid is back to normal now. Yeah, he really does look the most like himself with that smile.

We finished our dinner at a leisurely pace. Afterward, I brought out the fruit and tea for dessert.

“Oops! I almost forgot. Here you go.” Druid pulled a box out of his bag and set it on the table next to me. I opened it up and found pastries inside. “A little housewarming gift.”

“Thank you, they look delicious. I’ll get some plates and—”

“Whoa, not now. If I eat another bite, I’ll never get up again.”

“Ah. Touché.”

We’d both stuffed ourselves so full that neither of us felt like moving. I really did cook too much. And we also ate too much. I’d need to take it easy in the future.

“I’ll eat these tomorrow,” I said.

“Sure… So, Ivy, what’s on the itinerary for tomorrow?”

“I’m going to set some stuff up in the forest.”

“Do you mean traps?”

“Yes, sir.”

“Wow, I don’t know many people who hunt with traps. Isn’t it hard to catch animals in these conditions?”

“Yes, sir. My last batch of traps all got totally destroyed by gurbars. For something that tastes so good, they really are a nuisance.”

“Um, I don’t think those two things have anything to do with each other, Ivy.”

“But, sir, it’s very important that they taste good.” I meant it in earnest, but Druid burst into laughter. A voice behind me joined in. It was the adventurer who’d let me borrow his table.



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