Chapter 8: The Difference Between a Genius and an Idiot is Paper Thin
Translator: Cryus
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「Do you live at ho, Mizuhara?」
「No, I’m living a carefree solitary life.」
「………………………」
I’m resistant to the idea of being alone with a single male I just t.
It feels as though Mizuhara is peering into my thoughts.
「Ah, there’s no need to worry. I have absolutely no interest in you at all, and I don’t even think of you as a woman. The only thing I’m interested in is your freshly made sweets.」
He’s saying it so straightforwardly, I’m not even angry.
Mizuhara sharply pushes up his glasses and continues talking calmly.
「Even if you were standing in the kitchen wearing nothing but a frilly apron, I’ll only look at the sweets, so don’t worry.」
「I’m not going to do that anyway!」
「Then it’s fine, right? Otherwise I wouldn’t mind ambushing you with a fork while you make your sweets at ho, but I don’t wanna get reported to the police.」
But if you really want it that way, I can hide outside your house until you finish, Mizuhara whispers while breathing wildly.
How badly does he want to eat freshly made sweets?
「But I have a feeling that there are a lot of snacks I won’t be able to make at your house. Do you have any kitchenware?」
「Not a problem. Hey… how long is today’s lecture series?」
「Until the next lecture.」
「Okay then, wanna co to my place today? There’s sothing I really wanna show you.」
「Is it nearby?」
「It’s 10 minutes from here.」
「That’s close!!」
「I like to be ti-efficient. Proximity to school was a condition in my rental search.」
「Then you don’t really need the lab. Just study at ho.」
Mizuhara quickly draws a simple map.
It’s a 10 minute walk from school. I know this area a little, so I doubt I’d get lost.
The paper he passed to had an address and phone number written at the bottom.
「Call if you get lost.」
「Nah, I’ll probably be okay.」
I fold the paper neatly and put it in my pocket.
He says goodbye, then turns around and opens the drawer.
「………………………」
I sneak a peek and see Mizuhara eating brick shaped chocolates.
I jump sideways repeatedly towards him, and take a piece without giving him the chance to block .
「…Hey! I went all the way to Yokohama for this.」
Mizuhara called out, but I shut the door without listening.
The chocolate lts softly in my mouth with a rich cocoa taste. I leave the lab while licking the chocolate that stuck to my fingers.
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「Hey, Mizuhara. I’m here. Hey, sweets maniac Mizuhara-kun. Highly knowledgeable but with an equally high blood sugar level, diabetic Mizuhara-kun.」
「You’re annoying. You already rang the doorbell so wait quietly.」
I reached Mizuhara’s place without getting lost.
It’s an apartnt behind a famous snack store that people often buy from and gift to their guests.
Mizuhara nods his head and allows to enter. It’s a 1 DK layout that’s about 8 j? in size.
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「I wanted to show you my kitchen.」
Upon entering the front door, I see a large kitchen.
Various kitchenware is arranged neatly in the kitchen that Mizuhara was so proud to show .
The cake molds there were almost uncountable, lined up from basic molds to donut molds and chiffon molds of all sizes.
Madeleine molds, tart molds, cookie molds.
There are also three kitchen palettes, two weighing scales, and even a thermoter.
I’m surprised he even has chocolate cutters and ferntors. No one would normally buy these.
「…With all this kitchenware, you could make your own sweets too… You have a lot more stuff than I do. 」
He said he wants to eat freshly made pastries, but he might as well make so for himself.
「I can’t make them.」
I asked him, but to no avail.
I sigh to myself, thinking that the water that ca from the sa spring cannot be both pure and salt.
「Huh? Then what’s all this doing here? What did you buy them for?」
Now that I look at it, the kitchenware still has their stickers on them, and there’s absolutely no trace of wear and tear.
「Do you know the Grimm fairytale of the Elves and the Shoemaker?」
「Huh? Yeah… I do.」
It’s a heartwarming story about an old couple living in a shabby shoe shop, with the appearance of a few elves who help them make outstanding pairs of shoes.
「I really loved that story.」
「Oh, okay……… and?」
I don’t see where this is going.
What has this unused kitchenware got to do with the Elves and the Shoemaker?
「I’ve always had this small wish for an elf to co to my side soday.」
「I don’t know if that’s a small wish. And?」
「It was because the shoemaker had the tools, that the elves ca and made the shoes.」
「…Don’t tell … you…!」
「Just imagine. Even if an elf magically or miraculously ca to my place, he wouldn’t be able to make snacks without kitchenware. He would probably have to leave just as he ca, because it’s not like the kitchenware brought him here.」
「…Wait… are you serious?」
「It’s not like I seriously thought an elf would co. But I thought just in case it really did happen, then I would have to make preparations to avoid the worst case scenario.」
「They say the difference between an idiot and a genius is paper thin… In your case, I think you’re more like an idiot.」
Even the smartest people can rush into situations like idiots. That’s exactly what Mizuhara was doing.
He said just in case, but he’s even prepared all the basic ingredients like flour, sugar, eggs and milk.
「You’re too big to be an elf, but I found you anyway. Use this kitchenware as you will. …Jumbo Elf… I think I’ve found the right na for you.」
「Don’t give ridiculous nas. ……This is wonderful though. I’m getting a little excited. It’s the first ti I’ve seen things like these cookie molds.」
「I found all this in Kappabashi-dori. I bought this over there too.」
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「An ice cream maker. Ahh, what an idiot.」
「I’m not an idiot! They even had this too.」
「A waffle toaster! You really are an idiot!」
He’s proven his idiocy with all of these unused tools.
Mizuhara is just like a kid, bragging about his gadgets with glee.
「You’ll do fine with these, right?」
Mizuhara asks proudly with a whisk made of silicon in his right hand and a blender in his left hand.
It’s true I can make pastries with these.
Although so of these ingredients and wares are useless or excessive, I can make do with most of them.
「So, when do you wanna co over during sumr break?」
He’s asking coolly, but I can tell with one look that he wants to eat my snacks as soon as possible.
Comparatively speaking, there are fewer part-ti job openings in the beginning of sumr break.
I told him my preference for an early date, but he gives a dissatisfied look anyway.
「Can’t be helped. That day is fine. Jumbo Elf, you may co early. Like 5 in the morning.」
「Don’t be ridiculous. It’s not like I can make the first train. Also, stop calling Jumbo Elf.」
「You’re my elf. But you’re too tall to be called an elf, so I’m calling you Jumbo Elf. I wouldn’t know what else to call you if you don’t like the na.」
「Just call Noda instead of Elf.」
「Jumbo Noda, then…」
「Get rid of Jumbo too!」
The old shoemaker and his wife give the elves so clothes as presents in the end.
As if rembering that, Mizuhara said in all earnesty that he would buy a new shirt. I sent him flying with a kick and went ho.
Note: 1 DK = 1 dining room and 1 kitchen, plus 1 bedroom.
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