After combining the past incidents of rolling the sheets and the current way Luvika is induced to organize the room, I came to a major conclusion.

Although angels don't care much about their chastity, their thinking is unexpectedly pure in terms of the concept of love. To exaggerate an angel may have a relationship with many people outside, but in spirit, they only love one person, and only show hidden emotions in front of him - the above is purely my personal guess. After all, the only object to date is Luweika, but she is a special example who only knows how to fight, so it is really biased to use Luweika as a representative example of angels.

It was no different from what I had predicted. After mastering the way to deal with Luvika, I had almost no effort to clean the attic. Apart from the furniture and various scattered books, the entire attic was as new as Luvika when she first moved in.

Put your hand in your pants pocket, I would never tell Luvika that she actually missed a piece of Fat when recycling. Although it was not that she had any unusual obsession with collecting Fat, since it was rare to come to the attic and bring a specialty back.

Feeling the touch of soft fabric in my fingertips, a shallow curve was pulled up from the corner of my mouth.

Oh!, the third favorite style in my mind is a secret that even the intelligence collector Beatres and Seno, who is the personal guard, don't know.

After packing up Luvika's room, I was no longer as I could return to the Demon King's plan on the first day of the special break. I waved my hand to Luvika as a farewell and prepared to leave. In fact, I originally wanted to invite Luvika to go down to make lunch together, but when I thought of the destructive power that Seraph showed in the kitchen, I decided to strangle this newly sprouted idea to death.

Luvika, remember to tidy up the room regularly next time, otherwise I will come to help you clean up.

I deal with the tone of a child, and I was ready to close the door with my back hand as soon as I saw the pillow floating in the air. The most common plot of the comics, the closing square, was restored to life by me in reality.

After closing the door, I stayed there for a few more seconds. After confirming that Luvika did not plan to chase me, I felt relieved.

While whistling down the stairs, what I was thinking about was what to cook for lunch today.

Since I lived in the college dormitory, I did not let the dark priest who was originally in charge of kitchen affairs move in together, so the kitchen has been in shifts for this period. Of course, it doesn’t matter if the shifter that day doesn’t want to cook. It’s just a matter of having to order takeaway before meals. But now I have only used this lazy way.

If the cooking ability of several people who can call Demon King City is ranked as a ranking list, their ranking should be shown in the figure below: Dark Priest＞Fino＞Betrius＞Leonida＞Me＞Diana＞Seno＞Insurmountable Wall＞Luvika.

The Insurmountable Wall is not a real person, but because Luweika cannot master the cooking ability at all, it is especially moved out so that it can be distinguished between Luweika and others.

If the Dark Priest’s craftsmanship is replaced by modern earth, it is almost the level of the chefs of three Michelin stars.

Don’t ask me what the dishes made by the three Michelin-star chefs tastes. The only Michelin-star food I had eaten before my lifetime was the only Michelin-star food in "Ding Tai Fung". I would use the Samsung chef as an example, which is more from a kind of praise for the superb cooking skills of chefs from other worlds. Anyway, when I read online articles in the past, many authors regarded it as a way to evaluate the quality of the dishes. The previous paragraph was just a reflection of what I copied it.

In short, let’s set the Dark Priest as the highest level of cooking performance, and then use it as a standard to make the decision downward.

The reason why Fino's cooking skills is that after the long-term teaching of the Dark Priest, Beatres himself said that every flower elf will spontaneously practice the bride or groom under the guidance of his elders whenever he is young. However, a bit of sentimental appeared on Beatres' face. In the past hundred years of practice time, he was still not as good as Fino, who has learned cooking for less than half a year. From then on, it can be seen that Beatres does not have much great qualifications in cooking, and is simply relying on hard work to squeeze in.

Leonida will not mention it for now. The dividing point of cooking skills is probably from me. My skills can only be called ordinary at most, but with the modern earth recipes in my head, I can barely put a few words on the side when cooking in the kitchen. It is not difficult to make the dishes by myself, and at least there will be no dilemma that others dare not speak.

It may be because of my devil's identity. Even if I really make a piece of coke, the others would have to pinch their noses and eat them.

As for those who rank below me, my definition of Diana's craftsmanship is subtle, while my evaluation of Seno is more straightforward and unpleasant.

Let’s talk about Diana first.

Since centaurs don’t carry too complete kitchen utensils during safari, they often make a bonfire and bake the meat on top and bake it casually, and then pick it up and sprinkle the spices to be considered a meal for them.

Perhaps because of the environment of growing up since childhood, even if she gives Diana a complete kitchen equipment, she still tends to make foods with simple cooking techniques. For example, she usually only sees in comics, pick a few plants and mix a bean curd salad, and finally add a miso soup that changes the content according to the season. These are the foods that Diana will appear on the table when she is a rotating person.

Although it is not that the food is unpalatable, it is just that there is too little variation. After eating it for a long time, it makes people feel a bit boring.

Putting aside the Diana cuisine that makes people feel subtle because of the food that is tired of eating, it is a complete mine when it comes to the food that Seno cooks.

I believe that as long as you are a person, you understand that the undead creatures have no physiological characteristics. Unlike the Dark Priest who has been working with many years of experience in minions who can adjust the recipe with just feeling, the lack of taste is a big failure for Seno.

Because there is no sense of taste, the amount of seasoning is determined by mood.

Because there is no sense of taste, even if the things you make are unpleasant, the chef will not taste the quality of the dishes during the tasting process.

Because there is no sense of taste...

Looking back at the taste of Seno cuisine, although it is not yet called a biochemical weapon, and it also has the effect of clearing the stomach and intestines. I personally think this can actually be included in the category of torture props.

Think about the bad animations I have seen. When the female knight is captured by the enemy general, the enemy will inevitably have a plot where the female knight takes a giant syringe and injects it into the anus. Now, although this scene is quite touching, it will inevitably make some people with light tastes feel disgusting.

Here I think if you want to play this type of play in the future, the enemy generals in the animation can choose to use Sano's cuisine. I believe the effect will never be much worse than the needle filling device. This is a technical defect. Just improve it when the technology comes one day in the future. Don't forget that this is a different world with rich resources. The ecosystem of another world is very magical.

I drove out the irrelevant distractions from my mind. When I entered the kitchen, I turned on the heated pan first, and then turned around and began to search for any ingredients to use in the kitchen.

What to cook today has always been a problem that bothers every home chef. Even I am no exception. What I can confirm at the moment is that hot pot will never appear on the table in a short period of time. Even if the preparation method is simple, it will be uncontroversial.

Even if you just stand by and watch, you will suffer. I believe that it is not just me, but if it is Beatrice or Diana on the turn, they will definitely subconsciously avoid the choice of hot pot.

Lord, has the room of Lord Luvika been cleaned? Diana, who had just finished patrolling in the morning, leaned into the kitchen from the door.

It was sorted out, but perhaps the room decorations that I was used to were unrecognizable in an instant, and Luvika seemed to be in a bad mood now.

So that's it. Are you the one who is in the kitchen today? After washing your hands, Diana spontaneously took off her special flower apron from the hook and tied it up, and walked to me and said: I'm fine now, let me stay with you and take action.

When I was arranging the kitchen rotation table, Diana strongly rejected me from entering the kitchen, but after I kept emphasizing that cooking was my pleasure, Diana finally agreed to let me join the kitchen rotation table. However, whenever I was on the rotation day, she would pass by the kitchen by chance while I was cooking, and after a few conversations, she would join the cooking ranks without authorization.

Of course I knew this was the action that Diana took when she was worried that I would accidentally get injured during the cooking process. However, due to race and body size, my walking space would inevitably shrink by a large piece after Diana entered the kitchen. I really asked if Diana's joining the cooking ranks would help me. The answer was obviously no, but because the superiors were polite and considerate, I couldn't explain it.

Looking at Diana's appearance in the battle and competition, I believe she didn't realize that I had long seen through her inferior acting skills.

I accidentally found a handkerchief when I put my hand in my pocket. I used it to clean my cheeks, but I felt it wasn't right after I applied it to my left face. I remember that I don't seem to have the habit of carrying a handkerchief with me?

Perhaps because of the smell of cooking in the kitchen, Luweika's figure appeared on the stairs leading to the first floor, but then she saw her face change. After looking at me, she turned around and returned to the attic. Seeing that Luweika's expression was mixed on her face, she turned out to be a little angry and...shy?

I was not sure about Luvika's real situation, but I could see clearly what was wrong with Diana beside me.

He hesitated for a long time with his index finger, and then Diana finally made up her mind to lower the volume and said to me: Lord, what you used to wipe your face just now was not a handkerchief.

It doesn't matter, as long as you haven't worn it yet, both are almost the same. I replied calmly,

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Miscellaneous talk:

Long live the fat! (Raise your hands high and turn around)
Chapter completed!