Ms. Gelda’s clumsiness was worse than I thought
After that, I told them things to be careful about while petting… Like how they should not yank or pull the fur. Also, they had to be careful that it didn’t get tangled, or their hand caught in it.
In the anti, Liza went to the kitchens along with Ms. Gelda.
I was a little worried about the idea of Ms. Gelda helping to cook… But then again, if they were just shaping at patties, then it could not lead to injury, surely.
After petting Leo and relaxing for a while, Tilura returned with Rahle, and so we started our sword practice.
But before that, I saw Phillip covering his mouth and running towards the house. And so I gave him so recovery herbs.
As for Ms. Chita, she was not only petting the fenrirs, but even moved onto Leo. She was petting and rubbing her face into the fur… Perhaps that had been her final goal all along.
The others also seed to be enjoying petting Fen and Riruru. And so I was relieved.
Later, I headed to the kitchen with Tilura, Ms. Chita and Ms. Cheryl.
As Ms. Chita and Ms. Cheryl were going to help take care of the fenrirs, they wanted to learn how to make the hamburgers.
After all, there may be tis when Ms. Helena could not do it.
And so we arrived at the kitchen. But…
“What is…”
For so reason, the whole table was covered in minced at and blood.
It was rather grotesque.
Tilura and the others were also speechless as they entered.
“Mr. Takumi. The test bean sprout dish is finished.”
“Ah, Ms. Helena. That’s good. But, what happened here?”
Ms. Helena did not look concerned at all as she ca forward with her plate of bean sprouts.
“Oh, that… It was all Ms. Gelda…”
“How did she manage to…”
According to Ms. Helena, she had been given the task of shaping the at into patties. Only, the at slipped from her hands. And when she frantically tried to catch it, she knocked over the bowl of at…
Of course, Ms. Gelda was very apologetic. But as she bowed her head, her face went into the bowl they had been using to drain the at. And she scattered orc blood everywhere.
“Normally, she only trips a little here and spills a little there… But I see that a lot more can be done in the kitchen…”
After all, she normally did not work here, so it made sense that things would be less predictable.
I had assud things would be fine, as long as she was kept away from knives, but I had been wrong.
“In any case, Ms. Chita. I think you should go and help Liza and Ms. Gelda to clean up.”
“Ce-certainly…”
“And Ms. Cheryl. Sorry, but could you help clean up? I will join you as soon as I’m finished talking with Ms. Helena.”
“Ye-yes…”
I had already received the plate from Ms. Helena, who seed eager to know my opinion…
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