Chapter 94 World G:4 To be honest, this octopus is pretty delicious...
To be honest, this octopus is quite delicious.
Perhaps because she has lived alone for so many years, Reena has consciously chosen to read more books about cooking and has made several dishes with octopus tentacles.
The octopus, cut into even, thin slices, was fried until it sizzled and dripped with oil, turning a very appetizing golden brown. A rich, indescribable aroma burst forth, making one's mouth water just by smelling it. After being sprinkled with some seasoning, Reena forked a piece and gave it to Nadia.
Nadia had intended to put it directly into her mouth because the taste was so terrible that her strong will wavered for a moment in the face of the deliciousness, which she found unbelievable.
Since the meat had just been placed in the frying pan behind Reena and then luckily found, the temperature required to cook it was certainly not low, so she knew it was extremely hot.
Even though she knew it was very hot, she was still thinking about putting it in her mouth to taste it first.
This is terrible! Reina's will is shaken.
She silently and heavily reflected on herself, patiently waiting for the temperature to drop, blowing on the food to cool it down in a somewhat unpleasant mood, and then putting it in her mouth.
What did Lady Weaver eat?
Nadia's mind went blank.
The sweet aroma bursts in her mouth along with the caramelized flavor, with a subtle hint of saltiness. The two flavors are perfectly balanced, allowing her to experience both without feeling out of place.
Nadia chewed unconsciously.
It was bouncy and incredibly elastic. The octopus in her mouth was even chewier than any she had ever eaten before. When she bit down, she could almost feel the meat attacking her teeth. It was so bouncy!
What is this? It's a wonderful feeling, as if the food has come to life, having a joyful party in her mouth, and growing more and more fond of her taste buds.
Seeing Nadia eat like that, Reena's curiosity was piqued, and she put a piece in her mouth.
"...It feels like something's missing, not quite perfect." Reena frowned and thought for a moment after swallowing: "Not enough sugar."
Nadia, who was putting her second piece into her mouth, slowly typed a question mark: "...?"
It's not much, so why are you talking like it's a complete failure? Doesn't this meet your standards of perfection? Isn't it tasty enough? What more do you want it to be? Do you think one bite will make your tongue drool?
"Wait." Noticing Nadia's look at the ungrateful person, Reena shifted her attention to the simmering soup, putting a spoon in and stirring it: "The soup will be ready soon, take a look at this."
The pot with the soup was one that Reena already owned, and she brought it to the beach with her. Although it looked a bit dilapidated, Nadia heard from Reena that it was found in the ruins and was a very resilient pot; its broken appearance was a testament to its strength.
Nadia understood, and besides, she hadn't said anything.
The milky white soup was bubbling and boiling, with several large pieces of octopus floating to the surface, along with some scattered vegetables, such as carrots, which were wild carrots found on the way to the seaside.
"Wait a minute!" Nadia stopped Reena from pouring the contents into the pot. "Wait, we didn't seem to find any mushrooms, did we? Where did they come from?"
"This?" Reena said calmly, as if stating something obvious. "I found it. I was looking for a pot when I passed by an old mop and saw this one, which looked very new, so I brought it back."
"..."
Is this something you can just casually bring back?! What are you doing?!
Perhaps Nadia's glaring eyes conveyed her emotions, because Reena casually tossed the mushroom into the sea, which was still quite a distance away: "I was just kidding."
...She didn't believe it.
At least Reina, who has known her for so long, would never make such a joke. Although she would sometimes tell a few serious little lies to deceive her, she would never do something so wicked. This doesn't sound like a lie; it sounds like you're starving and would eat anything.
Reena used her exceptional eloquence to steer the conversation towards the soup.
Reena added a little to the left and a little to the right, taking many kinds of unknown seasonings and sprinkling them on. They were all in very small packets, and she sprinkled a pinch on each packet.
"This?" When Nadia asked, Reena showed her the seasonings, and Nadia actually caught a faint hint of pride in them: "This is my most prized collection. I made every single one of these seasonings myself. It took me a long time to put in. Do you want some? I can give you a few packets. Anyway, I can make more."
As he spoke, he took out a rather large packet of seasoning and stuffed it into Nadia's hand.
“…What is this?” Nadia asked with a hint of curiosity.
Reena: "All my chili powder."
“…” Nadia said, “I can’t eat spicy food.”
Reena said, "I guessed it. Even if you love spicy food, you'll still be overwhelmed by the spiciness. This is devilishly spicy."
"..."
Reena wouldn't treat her like that. Nadia thought to herself as she opened the paper package, expressionlessly pinching Reena's chin and pouring some into it.
Then, as I had hoped, I saw Reena's face contort from the spiciness, his pale complexion turning red, and his light-colored lips looking as if they were painted with bright lipstick, making him appear more alive than before.
My eyes were also a little hard to open; I don't know if it was because some chili powder got around my eyes when I was pouring it.
Finally, with red eyes, she continued stirring the soup.
"Crying?"
"?No."
Nadia was relieved.
After Reena cooked the soup and served it to her, Nadia waited until it was warm before drinking it.
Fresh. That was Nadia's first impression.
Forgive her for not liking to study; she couldn't even describe one ten-thousandth of the deliciousness of this soup. She thought Reina should have come; she could definitely be rational, not give a serious rating based on her own preferences, and could also describe its taste vividly.
It tastes so good, but I'm such a terrible student that I can't even express my praise. I suddenly felt the despair of being illiterate.
All I can say is that it was delicious...
She felt like her taste buds were exploding because she tasted Reena's soup, and it was so delicious that she felt she could chug the bowl down.
Of course, that's an exaggeration. If you actually believe it, you're amazing.
This taste is addictive, no, she's already addicted. She can't control herself and keeps chugging the soup. Under Reena's somewhat surprised gaze, she drank bowl after bowl of soup. Luckily, Reena cooked a lot.
“I think your cooking skills are good enough to open a restaurant.” After drinking five bowls of soup, Nadia noticed the thin layer of broth at the bottom of the bowl and said sincerely, “If you open a restaurant, I will support you.”
Reena, who poured out the soup and found only half a bowl, was speechless.
I can tell you almost finished it all. If she hadn't stopped drinking, you probably wouldn't have even left half a bowl.
Is this person always this funny? Does her Nadia also look so serious, with sharp eyebrows and eyes that make her seem unapproachable, but is she actually a lively person?
It's hard to imagine, but when I'm with this person, I feel like I've become childish, and I even start joking around, which is rare for me.
Next up was octopus baked rice.
Yes, it's rice. Reena has a small bag of rice, which she said she grew herself because she had no one else, so she tried growing all sorts of things. It's not seeds, but leftover rice.
She was no longer surprised that it was so delicious.
The rice grains were plump and soft, with just the right texture. A little broth was added to the water used to cook the rice, and a few perfectly fried octopus slices were also thrown in. The flavor was a combination of both, and she actually felt a strange urge to cry.
Did they sprinkle chili powder in there? Her tongue doesn't feel the spiciness.
Although her Reina was also quite good at cooking, she was nowhere near this level. Perhaps she didn't have enough time to hone her culinary skills, after all, she was too busy, and Reina's busyness was something Reina had witnessed firsthand.
When Nadia thought of Reina's mountain-like job, she sighed at how well she had been left to her own devices. She didn't have to deal with the city's affairs; she didn't have to do anything. Reina would occasionally help her manage things.
Although she was a little embarrassed, she really knew nothing about this, which would make things harder for Reina, but she did help with Reina's work.
Reina would take out a stack of them specifically for her, and then give her her own custom-made stamps along with them, so that she could press them on every single one.
So all her work turned into "Take it back and redo it," "Is this shit?" "Do you even have eyes?" "Did you even look back at what you wrote before you finished?" "Who taught you your academic subjects?" "Your child will be ashamed of having parents with such a low level of education." "If you submit this kind of stuff again, get out and don't come back." "Go back to your hometown. I think your child would do a better job than you."
Reina said that these stamps can be pressed randomly, on every single one, as long as each document has one stamp, and these custom stamps can all correspond to the content.
It really is. Nadia couldn't help but sigh at Reina's hard work. Her subordinates, including Reina herself, were all useless; it must be very painful for them.
"Do you think Nadia might like my cooking?" Reena finished the half-bowl of soup in one gulp, savoring the taste, and couldn't help but ask herself, "No, I still feel..."
“Of course! Of course I’ll like it.” Nadia interrupted her lack of confidence, giving her a very affirmative answer: “At least I really like my counterpart. Her tastes shouldn’t be too different from mine, unless it’s a reversed world. If the tastes are reversed, then I won’t like it.”
Reena looked at her.
She wasn't just looking at Nadia, but also at the blazing sun that had already floated into the sky behind her. How strange, how could the two be so similar? They were both dazzlingly bright.
Nadia, Nadia.
She's looking forward to their meeting, and I think she is too, right? She's already so eager to meet you after just a little acquaintance with the person in front of her.
It was an encounter; she believed Nadia was currently in a place she hadn't been to yet, which was why they hadn't met. Once they met, they would quickly become close friends, and their relationship would develop as described by your counterpart.
Do you like the food I cook, Nadia?
Would you like me, Nadia?
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Author's note: No.
There are some differences between two people taking turns eating together and getting along with each other, and between getting along with each other's counterparts in their own world.
Nadia usually listens to Reina, and even in their usual playful banter, she's never acted like this. She doesn't actually see Reina as a complete opposite. "She's especially unlike herself when she's being a jerk."
Reena has amnesia. After losing her memory, she's like a blank sheet of paper, so it's normal for her personality to be different. She'll be different again during the recovery period. In fact, she's not as lively as she used to be.
I'm so sleepy, and now I feel a little hungry.
I'm so sleepy at work. This department is so busy, and there are no chairs, so I've been standing the whole time. It's really awful. We only have half an hour for lunch, but my senior colleague is very kind.
There are probably two more chapters in this world.
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