The Wrong Way to Use Healing Magic

A few days have passed since I visited Inukami-senpai for training.

I have become accustomed to running with the bullion on my back, and the consumption of magic power has decreased.

I thought I had grown up to a certain extent, but Rose told me that I still had a long way to go. Hasn't Rose ever heard of the phrase "praise and develop"?

No, I don't want to be praised.

As usual, I go about my training as usual. Today, Rose has gone to the castle on personal business, so it's a rare day for me to train alone.

The training is the same as before, jogging with Bullyn on my back. I'm getting used to carrying the burin on my back, and the training is not so hard anymore. ...... Is this lazy bear sleeping on my back getting any exercise?

As the owner, I am worried that he may not get enough exercise. .......

With this concern in mind, I finished the morning training and returned to the dormitory. I was starting to get hungry and thought I might have some lunch.

After moving Burlin to the stable for the time being, I went into the dining room of the quarters and found ----

"...... hmm?　Hey, isn't that Usato?"

"You come here to grab a bite for lunch or something?"

"What's up, mil and gomul?"

In the cafeteria were my senior members, Mil and Gomul.

I was told to treat them as if they were my tongs, so there was no need to use honorifics.

In fact, they are not doing anything to be treated with respect.

"What do you mean, you're still a cocky little boy, aren't you, Gomul?"

"Indeed."

The short, fat guy is Mir, and Gomul is a little taller and stouter than me. Both are as strong-looking as Tong.

Moreover, they look like evil schemers from the outside. They are not bad guys in character, but not in looks.

"I came here for lunch, but if you don't have ......, that's okay."

From the looks of it, there are no bento boxes or any other food.

If there is no food, I don't care if there is fruit. After all, they had been living in the forest for about 10 days with only portable food. The taste of food has become a secondary concern for me, probably because of my focus on eating efficiently.

I am now eating like an ascetic in high school.

"Hey, wait a minute, Usato. Just as well, you should eat my food."

"Cooking?"

It sure smelled good, but could Mille ever cook?

As I'm wondering why, Gomul, with a confident expression on his face, opens his mouth toward me.

"It's surprisingly good, isn't it?　His cooking is surprisingly good.

What do you mean by "unexpectedly"? But it's a dish I've made through trial and error. The more people who eat it, the better.

"Well, I'll eat ...... if you insist."

I thought Alec was in charge of cooking until now,...... but I didn't know Mir could cook too. I didn't know that because I had never seen him cook at all.

As for the taste, Gomul has assured me that it tastes good. ----

"Usato is going to eat too, so I'm going to the kitchen.

"Yeah, sure."

Mill goes to the back of the kitchen.

With Mill gone, it's just me and Gomul in the cafeteria. Gomul and I don't get along, but we're not bad friends. Unlike Tong, who shares the same room with me, we don't talk much except when we eat.

I try to talk to Gomul with a fake smile as much as I can, since we are all going to be on the battlefield together.

"What about the others?"

"They are training separately from us, right?　Basically, our training is more flexible than Usato's. That's why we train in two separate teams.

"Oh, I see. ...... Gomul eat Mir's food a lot?"

"Yeah, right? It was just before you came that I found him cooking behind my back. That's when I had my first meal. That's how it all started."

I see, you haven't been eating them for that long.

Cooking in hiding...... well, I wonder why they are cooking in hiding. Is there a special reason, or is it simply because he is not a good cook?

"Why was Mir cooking in secret?"

"An?　I don't know much about it myself, but he's been interested in cooking for quite some time.　He hid it because he didn't think it's good enough to eat."

"Well, since Gomul says it's delicious, I think you should be more confident in yourself. ......"

Is he surprisingly hard on himself?

However small and fat he may be, he is a man who has shown athleticism that belies his physique when we have trained together. Do not underestimate him, and the same goes for Gomul in front of you.

"I got it!"

"Oh, here you are. I've been waiting for you!"

"...... soup?"

Mill brought a wooden bowl of soup similar to curry.

It definitely smells good, a little different from Alec's cooking. ......The smell is almost like sesame oil.

I gulp hard at the "it" that is placed in front of me and Gomul. First impression is good, but it is the taste that counts.

"Hehe, I found some good salt in the kitchen, and this time I used a lot of it.

Is salt supposed to be used in abundance?

Mil's words make me a little uneasy. Does this man know the absolute conditions for handling the seasoning "Sashisuso"? No, if only we had those seasonings in this world. .......

While I was stiff with a spoon in my hand, Gomul was holding the bowl with enthusiasm and trying to scoop up "something" like curry with the spoon and bring it to his mouth.

"......"

"Well, let's eat!

First, let him taste the poison and then eat it.

Gomul takes a bite, chews it slowly, and swallows it down. ----

"Mmmm----y!"

--- he suddenly began to shout.

I was shocked to see him holding the bowl and shoveling the contents into his mouth.

"Yum!　I love this taste. I can eat as many cups as I want!

"Is it really that good ......?"

What are you talking about?　Eat up, you too, or I'll take it!

This excitement is not a compliment.

I move my eyes from the bowl of gomul to the soup in my hand and scoop it up with a spoon. The stewy texture almost stops your hand, but you decide to take it to your mouth.

"...... gulp!"

Don't be intimidated here. Don't think in terms of the cuisine of the original world. This is a great dish,......, and if you eat it, you will find something delicious about it!

Snap the spoon into your mouth.

I notice that Mir and Gomul are looking at me with expectant eyes.

The taste in my mouth is ------

"...... what do you think?"

"It's good, isn't it?"

First of all, it was spicy like licking seawater, and an unusual salty taste overtook my mouth.

This is no good.

This is not only delicious, but it's also destroying my taste buds. He said he used a lot of salt, but this is obviously too much.

In addition to that, there are some solids that appear from time to time in the spiciness that lays waste to my palate. The strong feeling of a foreign substance, as if potato starch had been hardened with water and thrown in as it was, made me nauseous.

But since I am in front of my co-workers, I try desperately to hold back and swallow it, but at that point, the solid substance shows its useless stickiness and clings to my throat.

What is this poison trying to kill me?

Even after it finally passes my throat, the unpleasant sensation of its presence and a heartburn-like sensation keep on attacking me without pause.

I drop the spoon and plop down on the table.

"What's wrong, Usato?"

"It's too good to be true, isn't it?"

"...... you little..."

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I want to say --- I want to smash this object A in his face right now.

But I can't speak now because my throat hurts. What the heck, even if I cast a healing spell on my stomach and esophagus, they won't heal. Object A sitting in my stomach keeps destroying my stomach. .......

I might die.

"He's not talking?　And you're shaking.

"Well, that's good. Can I have another one?"

Yeah!

How can Gomul's a**h*les eat such a toxic substance that promotes the destruction of the human body and not worry about it at all?

...... I remember he always complained that Alec's food tasted "bland".

Is that why?　He just likes strong flavored food. ...... And then he eats Mir's food, which is strong flavored, and raves about it. Perhaps Mill himself is unaware of the strong flavors of his food, but no one ever warned him, and he got bogged down in the mud, and that's how I came to be what I am today. .......

I can't forgive him. I'll never forgive that bastard.

"Hey, I just got home!"

What?　Looks like Rose is back from the castle.

I have to stop them from cooking right now, but unfortunately I can't speak.

Rose comes into the dining room, she must have had an audience with the king, she looks somewhat tired.

"...... what's up Usato, a new trick?"

It's amazing in a way to hear those words coming out of your mouth when you see me now, Rose.

Gomul talks to Rose who is sitting next to me for some reason.

"Have you had lunch yet, sister?"

"No, not yet."

"Well then, try some of Mil's cooking. It's delicious.

I want to stop. But there's a part of me that wants to see Rose fainting in agony.

d*mn it, should I keep quiet here ...... or should I tell her of the danger and keep up appearances as a subordinate?

Now I'm forced to make a choice I haven't had to make since I came to this world.

My conclusion is ----

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"Please, eat it while it's hot."

"What? It looks normal."

I knew it was no match for a personal grudge.

It's not my fault, it's Mill and Gomul's fault. I'm the victim, that's all right.

So whatever tragedy happens, I won't be harmed. It's like the first person to die in a detective story.

I turn my head toward Rose, who is still lying on the table, casting a healing spell on my stomach, which is constantly telling me how much pain I'm in.

d*mn, she doesn't seem to have the slightest doubt in her mind. I wonder how long that look will last?

He doesn't realize that what he's about to eat is a poison that will damage his stomach.

"...... I don't blame you."

Rose normally brings the deleterious substance to her mouth.

After a few seconds, she feels something strange in her mouth and stiffens. After a few seconds, he grabs Gomul and Mir, who are looking at him expectantly.

It is, after all, an iron claw. But I have never seen such an iron claw. It's not supposed to lift a grown man with one hand.

"To ......?　...... sister ...... go?"

"Hey, ......, you got it!"

"Did you make me eat this?"

What?

"You got some nerve. ...... I'll cook it for you this time. You're the one who made it.""What?""You're the one who made it."

Hiiiiiiiiiiiii?"

I'll spare you the rest of the story.

It was too painful for me to watch my friends being punished.

But Rose, I must say, you never let your face get all twisted .......

I was the victim of both Mir and Gomul, and I didn't receive any scolding.

However, it is a pity that my afternoon training was ruined because of a single sip of the deleterious substance I drank.

......... Huh?　I wonder why he thought it was a pity...normally he would be happy about it.

"What about Mir and Gomul?　You're wasting your dinner."

At night, Alec prepares dinner and tilts his head when he notices that Mir and Gomul are gone.

Rose, sitting at the end of the long table, opens her mouth with a grim expression.

They're going to skip dinner. That's all they did. Hey, Usato?"

Rose glanced at me.

I smile awkwardly, trying not to look frightened, and answer.

"Yes, ha ha ha. You shouldn't treat food so poorly after all...".

Mil, Gomul, I'll never forget you guys.