Reincarnated into an Otome Game? Who Cares! I'm Too Busy Mastering Magic!

Connie instantly corrupted the school director at an alarming rate at the same time as the curry bread finished show and got a side job.

He was already ready when he stormed in, and the next day he packed all his stuff and moved to school.

Since that day, school meals have changed slightly.

Working with counterparties who also sold their creation methods and yeasts, using improved luco for school staples.

Reduce spices and let them cook with an emphasis on the flavour and flavour of ingredients.

He thought about nutrients and hygiene, and taught healthy eating. It's food and education.

Incidentally, the one I was giving to the chef, a bumpy compilation of these cooking philosophies & all the modern knowledge I can remember about cooking, was named "Alice Recipe".

Remaining in my name, I said, "Why do you have such knowledge of a courtier who shouldn't have even been in the kitchen? I can't believe it! It could be."

That's why a fictional supercook, Mr. Allise (presumed to be a licensed physician and a licensed cook superman), had exploded in the setting that only Connie could come into contact with Auculus' family.

When I was about to flip over to that setting that was my ex-post consent, Connie, who fought a pussy food battle with the school chef based on the Alice Recipe, was winning safely. That's how I really earned my position as a mentor, not just as a title, from the beginning.

The reaction on the part of the students seemed to be that some of those accustomed to intense flavoring felt uncomfortable.

But the basics are the boys and girls eating. If it tastes delicious and can be eaten full, there are few complaints.

Delicious is justice. Justice is about winning.

School cuisine, or learning food, was naturally also for aristocrats, so this change was long live for me.

"Even the salty peppery rice with the luxurious common folk, how can we be the same eating affair? Oh??" because the spice specialty menu, which begins with a stunning look and ends with a stunning look, was fundamental to learning how to eat.

Even though it's a maiden gay fantasy world with about 13th to 18th century technology and living standards boiled down, it makes me sad why, above all, the food situation is real medieval...... Is it because magic is an area that can barely intervene?

Of course, it wasn't unsavory because the hard-working cooks in this world make it seriously...

Remembering how that happened, I eat Sakura Tea and Deep-fried Liuko brought to me by Connie.

"Hmmm... it's a bizarre idea to fry a luco, but it's good"

"Right. The smell is good and the palate is crisp. You seem to have a good stomach."

Usually the face is the default Yusef, but the tail of the fuzz is shaking while eating at high speeds.

Master Legion, who grins when he sees it, also grabbed Luko as he roared, yeah.

This, by the way, is no ordinary fried bread.

It's that old fried bread.

They didn't originally have the idea of frying something called bread, which was stiff and thin in taste. I haven't wanted to eat in a long time and I suggested it and it was well received.

It's a delicious dish because it's our fluffy white bread.

For me, tongue drummed on the fried bread, a nostalgic flavor, while I dusted a fresh green tea called Sinla Tea and refreshed my mouth.

Oh my God, this is Japanese soul food...... no soul tea? of, is green tea.

Although the flavour is only slightly different from that of Japanese green tea, it can be used as generally the same. This is not tea originating in our country, as you can imagine from the name.

Sinhalese tea, the country of Sinhalese roots.

I was wondering if it would be nice to eat with milk because it's fried bread, but this one came here because this Sinla tea that Master Singh brought in "to mark your approachment..." is a petite boom within the Golden Dawn regiment.

By now, Master Singh will be in a gutsy pose in the separate room.

Somehow, the taste of souvenirs makes the boulder feel like a lavish family lineage.

So, speaking of ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho i ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho

"Dear Alice! It's my turn today!"

When I say that with my hands up, I bring the wrap and I run.

When I saw that Master Singh's souvenir was a great coward to me, the other children began to show me the pride of their realm that they had brought from home.

Things vary, from fine specialties to synonymous and beautiful pebbles of children's treasures, it's just a jade stone mix.

But it is one of my healing times because it is adorable to come hard to appeal to the treasure.

It was a riot over who would show it first and get compliments, so it was up to one day for now.

"Running is dangerous, Mr. Lanceley. What are you going to show me today?

Laughing and listening as he wiped the breadcrumbs on his mouth, Lanceley opened the wrap in the light.

Seeing what was there makes me sound stunned......

No longer, maybe it was inevitable.