Living as an Unemployed in Another World

129 – 5. Witch Moon (5)

5. Witch’s Month – Old Dreams (5)

I didn’t care how the meat was made with a single gesture, and I shamelessly asked for various tools and other ingredients needed for cooking. She fulfilled all my orders without showing any signs of displeasure. Therefore…… Most of them are ‘by summoning’.

Of course, there were times when I couldn’t understand the products of modern civilization if I asked for them straight away, so I said only things that would have existed in the past as much as possible. Just flour, oil, and vegetables. Fortunately, all the utensils are under the drawers. When I said there was too much dust, that too was completely gone.

Damn it, what world have I fallen into? Matter summoning and removal, no, it’s not that level of dimension. In other words, what she did was truly ‘magic’. My understanding as a mere human being, and the ability far beyond the technology of the world I lived in. I didn’t know that I, a talented person who lived at the cutting edge of technology more than anyone else, would witness magic in such an old civilization. It is truly a fantasy novel development.

While she still crossed her arms and looked at my back with a little interest, I cooked the lamb with the utmost exaggeration. I didn’t know that the habit of cooking and eating alone would be helpful in times like this. Fortunately, even if it was a carcass, it wasn’t meat that had already stiffened and died a long time ago, so I cut off the legs with a saw, peeled off a little bit of the skin, drained the blood once, and cooked the meat over a skillet (iron pan) with oil. She used her liquor to infuse the fragrance, and then fried vegetables coated in flour on top of the residue.

Soon, I placed in front of her a plate of plausible brisket steak and crispy vegetables. The smell alone made me hungry, but I couldn’t afford to prepare my share. Wouldn’t it be important to somehow pass this moment, and to make ends meet in order to survive?

Like a skilled waiter, I put a fork and knife and a glass of wine in front of her, and she picked up her cutlery with a graceful gesture that matched her appearance. And start eating.

“Um… ….”

At first she stared at the rather reddish meat, as if watching her blood dripping raw, but as soon as she put a piece in her mouth, she chewed for a very long time, and then moved her hands rather hastily. Was She emptied the entire plate in just five minutes without even licking the drink she had left to quench her throat.

There was no feeling of being ravenous as the beautiful appearance and elegant movements harmonized, but no one could deny that it was a quick meal. She stared at the empty plate for a while, feeling full, then slowly looked up at me and opened her mouth.

“How did you do this?”

“Yes?”

After watching everyone from behind, I asked back with a slightly puzzled expression. I know there’s nothing good about going against the plant, but didn’t you make me cook to satisfy my curiosity? She paused for a moment before opening her mouth.

“…… Never ate like this.”

“Uh, um.”

I pondered the meaning of her words. Hagisa, putting aside the fact that this is different from the past of the world I was in, and putting aside the mysterious power she wields, the basic civilization definitely seemed to be ahead of the one I was living in. So, civilization includes the overall standard of living, and of course, the recipe of food is also an important factor connected to the quality of life.

A long time ago, it was said that even industrial products produced in bread factories would be treated as heavenly dishes eaten by nobles. Believing that this moment would be a fork in the road, I smeared my mouth full of saliva. Lies can be caught with that magic, so mix the facts as much as possible.

“Well, I guess I’m a person from another world, isn’t it? In our side of the world, food has always been cooked and eaten this way. If you want, I can do it again.”

“… ….”

“I-I’m not sure how you did it, but if you can bring in the ingredients you want, you can make a lot of different combinations. Therefore… ….”

At that, the woman opened her one eye, the exposed one, wide. And stares at me I asked for bait. Honestly, if she had the ability, it wouldn’t be impossible to dig into my head and extract only the knowledge…… I don’t think so. In the first place, cooking is an extremely troublesome task. Even if it tastes the same, cooking cooked by others is worth it.

“…… Hmm.”

She sat down and stared at me, pondering. Again those red eyes. Whenever I see her exposed eyes, my body stiffens for some reason. Is that even her strength? Or, even if I have special feelings for this woman? How long has it been since you met her? It was unimaginable to me.

“A mysterious dish like this one. Keep making it.”

Looks like you don’t have the right to refuse. Of course. If I had that kind of power, I would feel like an ant with a strange talent. But now I had to figure out how to survive her, somehow sticking to her Bill. I will live. Whether I return or not, I have no intention of dying alone in the middle of the forest again. I answered right away.

“Yes.”

“And…… Other than that, I don’t care. Do as you will.”

She got up from her seat after saying that. I turned around and tucked her chair into her seat as she left the restaurant and bowed deeply. She stopped her steps in front of her door. And look back.

“Do you ask anything?”

I didn’t make the mistake of stupidly asking back this time either. I had already noticed that it was terribly bad for her to be perceived as her nuisance. Instead, I asked her about the underlying question that occupied my head.

“Why did you save me?”

I am sincere. Judging from the images I’ve shown so far, I don’t think she saved me because she needed me. Did it just feel like picking up a peculiar looking stone on the side of the road? Or is there really a reason I don’t know? At least for future relationships, I need to know this much.

But she shook her head. I didn’t have the strength to refuse that refusal. But since she didn’t leave, I put another word into her mouth.

“Then, I will…… What can I call you?”

“…… Just like you first thought.”

What do you mean by that? I rewinded my memory to see if I had made a mistake that I couldn’t remember, but she immediately gave me the correct answer. Those crimson lips curved bewitchingly.

“Witch.”

I felt the hairs all over my body stand up. For the first time, she seemed to be smiling a little. More than the fear of being seen inside her head, I was obsessed with her back as she left those words behind. Belatedly, she lowered her head.

Looking at the floor, I pondered.

As expected, I am attracted to that woman.

It was funny, it was pathetic…… It was amazingly new.

That’s how the cohabitation with the witch began.

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When I opened my eyes, I could smell the faint smell of candles. When I turned around, I could see pink hair flowing down from the desk like a waterfall, and a slender profile above it. I asked in a cracked voice.

“…… Mummy?”

“Are you awake?”

She took her hand off the book she was reading as soon as I woke up. It was already dark outside, and the shape and page of her reading by the light did not change from where I had covered it.

I recalled Janice’s moaning at not being able to open her magic book for a moment, and I looked at her and her book a little embarrassed, and soon after, her Was her secret. Thinking about it, she let out a limp breath. Seeing my reaction like that, Mira asked back in bewilderment.

“Uh…… Wasn’t it something I shouldn’t have looked at? I just want you to open it.”

“No, no. I just fell asleep.”

“Really? Thank god… ….”

She looked genuinely relieved. Contrary to how she usually appears to others, she seemed deeply afraid of being hated by me. There’s no way I’d hate this woman. I felt cute for no reason, so I gently stroked the top of her head for no reason.

“How about it, did you find something interesting?”

I asked for nothing, even though I knew that I hadn’t progressed at all. Mira was intoxicated by my touch, and then she muttered in silence. There was no other fox. I mean, a very naive fox.

“No…… I’m not sure what you’re talking about. Like you or Janice…… Are all wizards seeing things like this and casting spells?”

“That’s right. I didn’t even know what you were talking about at first. It’s only been a few years since I started learning magic.”

“But how… ….”

I almost muttered to the genuinely puzzled Mira for a moment about her academy and her chief, but she immediately shut her mouth. Not to brag about her brains within her, but the part she wondered about was her story with witches. I opened my mouth.

“Yeah, maybe…… It must be because the person who taught it is excellent.”

“That…… You mean a woman called a witch?”

I nodded. With a good listener, my lips naturally opened. I continued to tell her the second half of her dream she had just had.