âDo you have time after school today?â
âI donât have anything particularly busy lined up. But, are you okay? You suddenly started laughing, and then your face went all pale right after inhaling that magic herbâ¦â
Seeing Leonoreâs reaction, it was clear she wasnât in a good mood.
I quickly smoothed my expression back to neutral and said, âI was feeling a bit lightheaded from inhaling, but Iâm alright now.â
âThatâs a relief, butâ¦â
To steer her attention away from her doubts about my condition, I brought up the main topic.
In fact, this was the crux of the matter.
âBy the way, Iâm planning to join the cooking club, so if youâre free today, could you teach me a bit? I really want to learn something.â
âYouâre joining the cooking club? Good thinking! If itâs something I know how to make, I can teach you as much as you want. Although, why didnât you let me know a day earlier? Today is Saturday, so we canât use the kitchen.â
Saturday?
Her words struck me as odd.
Why are we at school on a Saturday?
Suddenly, I recalled a detail I had skimmed over in the novel.
It was set that Aegis Academy students must come to school every second Saturday.
It felt similar to the notion of honoring the heroes who fought day and night for six days to defeat the witch. At the time, I had just laughed it off, wondering what kind of world still had Saturday classesâ¦
I had assumed that we didnât need to come to school on weekends, but it seems I had come here out of habit due to my alarm going off, allowing me to avoid being marked absent.
Can this be considered a blessing in disguise?
For a moment, I thought about how this would complicate my club fees and living expenses, but then I realized that it didnât matter since I couldnât pay my club fees anyway.
âActually, I was going to ask you to teach me at my place. If you feel uncomfortable going to someoneâs house whom youâre not really close to, you can refuseâ¦â
âNo, no! Thatâs totally fine! In fact, Iâm happy! Iâve always wanted to teach someone cooking at a club memberâs house!â
As I deliberately put on a gloomy voice, Leonore hurriedly reassured me.
Sheâs so easy to manipulateâ¦
I felt a slight twinge of guilt, but since Leonore was an essential part of my plan, I had no choice.
Taking a large puff from the remaining magic herb helped calm my nerves a bit.
After burning the small leftover stub with my right hand, I pulled out ten 10,000 gold bills from the envelope I had placed in my uniform pocket and offered them to Leonore.
âWell then, Iâll wait for you in front of the school after classes. Oh, and this is the club membership fee. I only have 10,000 gold bills, so Iâll pay you back for the magic herb later.â
âYou really donât have to⦠But okay, see you later.â
While Leonore accepted the money with a somewhat weird expression, I headed down from the rooftop.
When I returned to class, the kids who saw me had expressions that seemed oddly relieved.
*
After classes, as I waited in front of the school gate, I spotted Leonore walking toward me from a distance.
Her striking looks and considerable height made her stand out even from afar.
I thought my current body wasnât that small for a girl, but she seemed to be at least 10 cm taller than me, which made me a little jealous.
âNow that I think about it, you havenât told me what dish you want to learn to cook. What do you want to make?â
Leonore asked me.
âMacarons. You can do pastries, right?â
âI can indeed. But how did you know that?â
âI just got the feeling youâd like that kind of thing.â
I discreetly tucked away the number one forbidden phrase according to Forbes: âI saw it in the original work.â I rambled in a suitable manner, and she looked at herself and asked, âDoes it really show?â
Honestly, she did look like someone who enjoys sweets.
The problem is the sweets she liked were those âcloud cookies.â
âBy the way, macarons? That might be hard for a beginner. Donât you want to try making something else?â
âNo, Iâm not really interested in anything other than macarons.â
âGot it. Well then, today Iâll teach you everything from A to Z.â
Hearing my determination, Leonore smiled warmly and gave me a pat on the back.
A blonde, tanned older sister teaching me cooking from start to finish sounded quite motivating.
I took Leonore with me to a discount store to buy the ingredients for macarons.
âBy the way, do you have an oven at home?â
âNo.â
âHmm, then we might need this. Do you have a whisk and a sieve?â
âNo.â
âThen letâs add those too.â
She started picking things one by one to add to the cart as she asked me.
There seemed to be quite a few tools to buy on top of the ingredients for the macarons.
Well, thereâs no way to make them without some equipment.
Her voice started to rise as she began gathering the ingredients for the macarons.
âDo you have cream at home?â
âNo.â
âButter?â
âNo.â
âPlease donât tell me you also donât have eggs and sugar?â
âNo.â
As I became nothing but a malfunctioning voice recorder repeating âno,â Leonore let out a sigh of disbelief.
âItâs okay if you donât have eggs, but not having sugar at home doesnât make sense. What on earth do you have at home?â
âWell, Iâve got a pot and a frying pan?â
âPfft! Wow, you make jokes with such a straight face. You donât look like it, but youâre surprisingly funny! Anyway, I think weâve chosen all the essential ingredients!â
I wasnât joking.
I grabbed the cart from her, and on my way to the checkout, I picked up a pack of bean sprouts.
At least it felt like I could whip up a decent dinner for a change now.
By the way, how much will this full cart cost?
â70,000 gold,â said the cashier.
My face froze at those words.
70,000 for bean sprouts? Is this for real?
I thought I might have some financial leeway, but that was definitely not the case.
I nervously handed over my student ID.
When the cashier tried to process the payment, a notification for insufficient balance appeared.
âSorry, but it says your balance is insufficient.â@@novelbin@@
ââ¦Iâll pay the shortage in cash.â
Pulling out two 10,000 gold bills left over from the membership fee, I completed the transaction, leaving me with 9,000 gold in total.
No, not even 9,000â¦
After I finished paying, I handed Leonore three 1,000 gold bills as she was coming out of the market, giggling.
âThis is for the magic herb you got me earlier.â
âHuh? Ah, right. You really keep track of your finances.â
Now I had 6,000 gold remaining.
It was an oddly familiar amount.
Looks like Iâll have to go back to ultra-saver mode for the rest of the month.
Leonore still had a smile on her face, thinking what I did at the market was a joke.
Her smile vanished the moment I stepped onto the stairs in front of my house.
And when she entered right behind me and saw me sneakily opening the fridge to put in the ingredients, her face went completely pale.
Did you think I was joking when I said I only had a pot and a frying pan?
Well then, ta-da, there are no absolutes in life.
Though sure, I had cooking oil and oyster sauce.
Huh? Am I richer than I thought?
âUm⦠Iâm really sorry⦠Iâd heard you had no family, but still, I thought you were joking earlierâ¦â
âDonât worry about it. More importantly, please show me how to make macarons. We can make them without an oven, right?â
ââ¦Yeah, Iâll show you.â
Leonore was nearly on the verge of tears.
Just staring at her put me in an awkward position, so I urged her quickly to show me how to make them.
Despite the cramped and unfamiliar kitchen, Leonore skillfully made the macaron batter.
Since the kitchen didnât really distinguish itself from the rest of the house, maybe I could think of it as just one whole big kitchen.
Thinking that, I watched Leonore as she prepared the macaron batter.
After placing the shaped macaron batter onto the preheated frying pan and covering it with a lid, Leonore opened her mouth.
ââ¦Can I ask why you suddenly wanted to learn how to make macarons?â
âI wanted to make some for Sylvia.â
âI see⦠Recently she said she wouldnât take the ones you bought anymore. So thatâs why you want to make them yourself?â
It wasnât strange that Leonore knew this.
As a lady of the Astra family, Sylviaâs every move would likely circulate in gossip.
Moreover, Leonore had some acquaintance with her.
Nodding my head, Leonore looked at me and softly asked, âIs there some special reason behind this?â
âNot really. I just want to be friends.â
When I answered that, she let out a sigh that sounded like a gasp.
âHa⦠You really are passionate.â
After she said that, she stayed quiet for a moment before retrieving the risen batter from the frying pan and finishing the rest of the process.
The completed macarons, of course, didnât hold up to that of store-bought ones, but they still looked and tasted quite decent.
After cleaning up the kitchen that had been a mess from making macarons, I walked Leonore to the door.
âUm, Iâm sure it will go well. That girl can be a bit picky, but sheâs not a bad person.â
Before she left, Leonore said that.
I know that.
I just nodded in response.
After Leonore left, I took out the bean sprouts Iâd bought and stir-fried them.
It felt like ages since I had a proper meal, and even though the stir-fried bean sprouts werenât anything extravagant, they were delicious.
After taking a shower, I changed into the pajamas I had hung out to dry in the morning.
They were still a bit damp, but I couldnât sleep in just my underwear, so I lay down on the bed.
Thanks to the magic herb, or maybe just the fact that I had dinner after such a long timeâ¦
With the tension easing as I lay on the bed, I started to drift off to sleep.
Just before I fell asleep, I intertwined my slightly trembling hands and recalled Leonoreâs words before she left.
âIâm sure it will go well.â
I truly hope so.
Murmuring that, I fell asleep, hands clasped together as if praying for something.