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"Who would had known Cooking Magic from all things would be so damn complex! It is easier to just bring fire out of thin air than enhancing the flavor of cooking!" I complained, as I was sitting surrounding a big table where all my family was enjoying a meal.
The stew I had cooked ended being eaten by Ignatius and my familiars, who seemed to lack a good sense of taste and ate it all. Maybe just to make me feel better with myself… Furoh and everybody is way too nice with me.
"What are you talking about, Sylphy? The stew was delicious…" Said Beelzebub. "I've never eaten something so succulent and deliciously aromatic before! The purple color was really good."
I guess I could believe Beelzebub's words, he was a fly demon after all, so maybe he enjoyed disgusting things like what I did… Ah, I don't know if that would come out as racist. I better keep it for myself.
