"Chirp!

"Heck!

　As we lingered in the room filled with cold air, Brother Silvio and Sister Elinora let out a sneeze.

　I dare say that Brother Silvio is the pretty one and Sister Elinora is the more dynamic one.

　That's strange. Normally I think it's the other way around.

''Are you okay?　A little cold?

'Yes. For me, it would be nice if the temperature was a bit warmer.

It's definitely a bit chilly.

It's getting colder and colder.

　Not only Brother Silvio and Sister Elinora, but also Meena says it's cold.

''I don't care if brother Silvio is cold, to say that even sister Elinora and Meena are cold...''

'No, there's a limit to how cool it can be. This is beyond cool and cold.

On the other hand, is Master Alfried okay with it?

　When Mina says it again, I turn my attention to my body.

　............................There's nothing cold about this. My skin isn't cold or goosebumps or anything like that at all.

''Ummm, it's nothing at all?　Rather, just as well.

Well, there's something wrong with you. Maybe you've been stuck in a room like the fridge all day, and something's wrong with you.

　I think a room like a fridge is an exaggeration.

　But I'm sure people aren't used to a room full of cold air, unlike me. On the other hand, I may have adapted to it without realizing it and become more insensitive than others.

'It's cold, turn up the temperature in the room.'

　I'd like to tell them to leave if it's cold, but looking at the three of them sitting there, they don't seem to have any intention of going out into the hot world outside. I've placed ice inside the mansion at least once.

　If anyone but me says it's cold, then it can't be helped. I'm going to raise the air in the room a bit here... no, wait a minute. Why don't we just keep the temperature of the room the same and raise everyone's body temperature?

　It feels so good to sleep under a warm comforter while being filled with cold air. As you can imagine, we can't all wear the comforter, and we all complain about it.

　So, we know what we have to do.

'Let's not raise the temperature in the room, let's raise everyone's body temperature.'

'Oh, that's an auspicious attitude for Al. Well then, why don't we go outside to practice and get warmed up?

Are you nuts?

Don't call me an idiot!

You'll die if you practice outside in this f*cking heat.

　It's hot as hell. It's dangerous to do any kind of strenuous workout in that environment.

"What's the point of raising your body temperature then?

Let's have a hot pot.

A pot?

　When I told her once and for all, Meena, the spoiled maid with the biggest appetite, took a bite. Her eyes are already shining with anticipation and curiosity.

Why do you want to make a pot?

　However, brother Silvio doesn't seem to be able to make a good connection between this situation and the pot.

'In the cold winter, eating hot soup dishes will warm you up, right?　We're going to recreate that same situation here.

''Well, you don't mean to tell me you're going to eat a hot potluck while using ice magic to cool the room?

That's what I'm talking about!

　As expected of Meena, she's quick to understand.

　In a way, it can be said that she is the most flexible in her thinking among the residents of the mansion.

''Nah, what a luxury!

Yeah, yeah?　All you have to do is regulate the temperature with magic...

'That would be boring and uninteresting. You want to make this situation blissful anyway.

　Brother Silvio dismisses the idea of being tactless.

　The winter pot is far away now. It's worthwhile and extravagant because we're recreating it in summer.

　This is a precious experience that you can't have without an ice wizard, you know?

'Surely that was a nice pot to eat in the cold. It's almost noon, so let's do that!

I agree!

Well, well, as long as it keeps you warm, that's all that matters, right?

　The game was decided when Sister Elinora, the most powerful person in the world, said she wanted to eat a one-pot meal.

　We were unanimous in our decision to eat the casserole.

"So, Meena, go to the kitchen and whip up a quick pot.

Please.

I knew you would!

　As long as there is one maid, this is inevitably going to happen.

　A comfortable place to heal your mind and body?　Before that, it's the Lord and his maid!

So, what kind of stuff do you want me to use?

　Maybe it's because food is involved, but Meena doesn't complain too much and stands up.

''What would you like to eat, sister Elinora and brother Silvio?''

I think I'm a fish.

I'm a meat.

　I think it's the opposite. Then you could put both meat and fish in it.

　They aren't the type to complain about both.

Then I'll use white fish like cod for the fish and chicken for the meat. After that, I'll make the broth with kelp as appropriate and dissolve the miso at the end, okay?

Let's see, it's like a miso soup with lots of ingredients?

　Brother Silvio says while tilting his head. The analogy is a bit cute.

''To put it simply, yes.''

I don't mind. You're the one who says it. It won't spoil it.

Yeah, I'm okay with that too.

　It may be because they know how good miso soup is, but they don't seem to have any objection or avoidance to cooking miso nabe.

Well, I've made both nabe and miso soup before, so it's not a problem. What kind of fish is Tara?　Would you understand if you asked Mr. Bartolo?

'I can tell when you say it's a sea fish that could be used in a casserole dish.

　Somehow Meena seems to want me to follow her, but I'm not in the mood to go down to the kitchen to prepare it now. It's not like it's just a matter of cutting up the ingredients and putting them in the pot, and there's no need for me to prepare them while I teach them.

　It looks like Bartolo is studying the Silford family's notes, and he should at least be able to tell the difference between cod and white fish.

I understand. Then I'll go get ready!



　You're not going to be able to do that.



Oh, Meena's here.

It's true.

　Meena went down to the kitchen for a while. Sister Elinora reacted a few seconds earlier than I could detect Meena's presence.

'Yeah?　How can you be sure it's Meena when there are other people out there?

Because that's how you feel about Meena, of course.

　Sister Elinora answers brother Silvio's question as a matter of course.

　But isn't that too sensible? Brother Silvio, who is not a sensory person but a theorist, is tilting his head in the sand.

The footsteps are a habit.　Different people have different strides and rhythms when they walk, and that's how you can tell them apart.

'Yeah, I see. But aside from your sister, do you really need to be able to hear the footsteps in normal life?

　There is. Especially in our house, it's sometimes important to detect the other person as soon as possible. Running away from Elinora's sister, who tries to take me out for practice every time, or Erna's mother and Nordo's father, who try to make me do small talk and chores, is an essential skill.

　As I was sinking my teeth into it, Meena's presence came to the door.

'Here you are. I've brought you a pot!　I'm sorry, but my hands are full, so I'm going to have to open the door--wow, the door opened on its own, thank you!

　I could imagine that Meena had her hands full of pots and pans, so I psychically opened the door for her.

　Then Meena walks into the room with a large pot.

　I pull out a round table at the end and place it in the middle of the room, and Meena lays the potsticker on top of it and places the potsticker on it.

'I wonder what the ingredients inside are?'

　Then the impatient eater quickly opened the lid.

　The pot was covered with vegetables such as carrots, potatoes, leeks, shimeji mushrooms, and Chinese cabbage, and on top of that, there were slices of cod and chicken floating around.

　There was the smell of kelp broth and the delicious flavors of cod and chicken that had already been cooked to some extent.

The smell of kombu broth and the delicious flavors of cod and chicken from the chicken spread through the air. You don't need to add miso to this dish.

No, it would definitely be better with some miso in here.

Just by adding miso to the mix, the aroma explodes!

　Brother Silvio is rather fond of the lighter flavors, so maybe he likes it better in this state. Next time we do a hot pot, I think I'll make a hot pot with only kombu dashi.

''Then I'll go get the rest of the dishes, so Alfried-sama, please simmer with magic while melting this miso!

All right.

　It's hard to bring a wagon upstairs, so if Meena's on her own, she'll have to make a round trip. Well, I'll make you a proper miso hot pot to go with it, so you'll have to forgive me.

　As I watch Meena leave the room, I use my psychic to float the pot and float a fireball underneath it.

　The rest of us have to wait. The kelp has been removed as well, so I guess I did bring it to a boil once. You can boil it for about three minutes and let the miso dissolve.

".........It's a strange sight to see the pot floating in the air and being put on the fire.

Do you think so?　I feel so familiar by now.

　This is the convenient and correct way to operate magic. You don't need a cassette stove or a magic tool to make a pot anywhere as long as you can use magic. Very nice.

　The three of us waited for a while while looking up at the pot, and then steam spurted out of the hole in the pot.

　Seeing that it's about time, I open the lid of the pot with my psychic and throw the miso into it.

　The room is filled with the fragrant smell of miso as it slowly dissolves and simmers.

　It was so powerful that it no longer blew away any cold air.

　Elinora Sis and Silvio-san also leaned forward at this.

　Now, it's time to eat. All that's left is for Meena to bring the dishes........

''Oh, it's amazing. The scent of miso was wafting down the hallway. I don't know how many times my stomach has rumbled to get here.

　Just as I was thinking this, Meena returned at just the right time.

　Meena walked quickly into the room and placed the teacups and forks for a number of people on the table.

'Then you can share,'

I'll take care of it!