A Feast [Part 2]
The information from Imperial Japan would be unlikely to directly link to the situation. The whole family went “Ugh…” as they racked their brains.
” ” ” ” …” ” ” “
“O-Oh no, Mother! This is terrible!”
“What’s wrong, Emma? Did you co up with sothing?”
“The sun has started to set!!! It’s about ti the rice is cooked!”
” ” ” “Oh!!! That’s right!!!” ” ” “
The Over in Imperial Japan would shoot in sumr.
They could still put it off till later.
What was more important than that was…
That’s right.
It was tonight’s dinner.
“We have to go to the kitchen quickly…” With that sentence to conclude, the fifth Tanaka family eting ended early today.
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In the kitchen stood a cook who had nothing to do. Beside him were four blue-haired boys who were cooking the ingredients brought over from Imperial Japan.
“How is it? Is everything okay?”
lsa asked the idle chef.
“Madam, these are all ingredients I have never handled before, so I didn’t partake in the cooking. I left the dinner preparation to the boys who Madam brought along from Imperial Japan, but… we were unable to communicate with each other…” cried out the cook to lsa in frustration.
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The spaghetti napolitan lsa made in Imperial Japan was more well-received than she ever expected. It was said that the dish’s gentle taste had given the Imperial Japanese people a little peace of mind when they had given up on everything.
When lsa handed Yoriko’s recipes that she had written with Violet’s help to U, U asked her for a favor.
“lsa-sama, as things are, the rice will run out in half a year. We have to live on the food from the Kingdom for the remaining six months until Imperial Japan perishes. To let our people eat delicious food in their last six months, can I please ask you to teach these children how to cook?“
U wanted lsa to teach these four boys how to cook dishes that would suit the taste of the Imperial Japanese people using the ingredients from the Kingdom. And these boys who lsa brought along to the Kingdom after she agreed to U’s request were the very boys who were currently cooking in the Stuarts’ kitchen.
“How was it, Itou? Do you find it hard to cook here because there are no magic stones?” lsa talked to one of the boys.
“!!! lsa-sama! It’s alright. The kitchen here is similar to the one in my grandmother’s house, so I can manage sohow.“
lsa thought these boys would face difficulties in the Kingdom, a country without magic stones, until they adapted to life here, but it seed she did not have to worry.
“Excuse … lsa-sama… It’s about their nas… It’s hard for us to make out the nas. We’re unable to pronounce them too,” the cook reported with difficulty.
“Everyone can say Imperial Prince Tasuku’s na just fine, though?” Emma tilted her head in wonder, her nose twitching from the sll of cooked rice.
“…Pardon … but Master and Young Masters…?”
Not just Emma, but George, William, and Leonard too, had gathered together with their noses sniffing towards the kitchen.
“Oh… that’s right. His Majesty, too, was calling Imperial Prince Tasuku’s na normally…” Leonard nodded at Emma’s words without trying to hide his thundering stomach growls.
“Imperial Prince Tasuku’s na is easy to catch! But theirs… I-Ituu? Hera? Chiwawa? N-Na-Na… I couldn’t catch their nas at all, let alone rember them!”
“I’m troubled if I can’t call their nas,” the cook muttered.
“Mother? Their nas… How about their given nas?” While holding back his drool, William suggested calling them by their given nas if their surnas were too hard to pronounce.
“Well, the thing is all four of them are ‘Tarou‘.”
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