El's homemade dish, slime tomato fish soup, is now complete.

Even before opening the lid, you can smell the aroma, which makes your mouth water.

"I can't take it anymore, I have to eat right now."

Standing in front of the soup pot, El took a deep breath and opened the lid.

What should have been a normal action turned out to be something El had never imagined.

"Whoosh..."

Light appeared before his eyes—golden light, a sudden burst of light so dazzling that it made it hard to open his eyes.

"Hiss... What's going on?"

El was also full of surprise at this scene.

From childhood to adulthood, he would occasionally have flashes of culinary knowledge in his mind, such as "glowing dishes." This was also a piece of culinary knowledge he remembered from a dream.

It is said that if food is prepared to a certain standard, it may become radiant, and such food will far surpass other foods in taste.

At the time, El regarded this knowledge as fantasy; how could food glowing be possible?

They couldn't have added some fluorescent substance, could they? Otherwise, it might be poisonous, let alone edible.

He had cooked these dishes countless times before, and he was the one who prepared most of the meals for his family now.

Each time the quality improved, but the so-called "glowing dish" never appeared.

Until this time.

Not only was there a dazzling golden light, but a strong fragrance also wafted over, causing El to momentarily lose his senses.

The aroma was so enticing; thankfully, the houses in their village are spaced far apart, otherwise the neighbor's child would be crying with envy—this isn't just a metaphor, it's a real situation.

"Wow, wow, this dish really does glow!"

This aroma, this feeling, it's an eye-opener, an absolute eye-opener..."

The light gradually faded, and El adapted to the impact of the food.

He removed the hand that had been blocking his view, and what he saw was the dish he had prepared.

The red broth, white fish slices with some red bits, and bubbling soup floating on top—it looks like a garnish, but it's also one of the main dishes: beautifully colored slime cubes.

Just by looking at it and smelling it, he could tell that this food was indeed the best he had ever made.

"Slime tomato fish soup, let me try it and see how it tastes."

He scooped a large bowl of soup with a spoon, along with tomatoes, fish slices, and slime chunks, and placed it on the table.

"Now, we can eat."

His first goal was to make fish fillets that were soaked in broth and cut to the perfect thickness and size.

chew.

"!"

"This feeling!"

The fish fillets are tender and melt in your mouth, yet retain a certain texture. The unique flavors of tomato and slime lurk between the lines of the fish, bursting forth the moment they touch your tongue.

It's sweet and sour, refreshing, and has the umami flavor of fish.

With his eyes closed, he felt as if he were falling from mid-air into a crystal-clear blue river.

"Thump..."