432-Psychic in the kitchen





'Huh? Al, aren't you going to your room?

 Rah's head tilts, probably because he's not heading upstairs where my room is.

'First, I'm going to go get what I need to make myself comfortable in my room.

Is it necessary?

People get thirsty and hungry just by being alive, don't they?

 I asked, and Ra-chan thought for a moment, and then his eyes widened as he realized.

'Maybe it's the juice and sweets!

That's what I mean.

 These items are important to make your leisurely time more colorful.

 Careful preparation is necessary for things, and whether or not we can do this changes the density of our time.

 You know that, don't you, Ra-chan? If you can realize this, then you have the talent to lead a comfortable slow life.

''But this time it's magical training, so I'm not going to go and get it normally.

So what do we do now?

We use psychics so Bartolo, the cook, doesn't find out.

Oh, my God! Sounds interesting!

 There was a symmetry in the faces of Rah and Loretta, whose eyes sparkled and whose face frowned wonderfully.

'Right? After all, the best way to get better at magic is to use it with a bang.

Is that right?

 Loretta nods her head, but at least I did.

 What a conversation we were having as we walked along and we reached the kitchen.

 Looking into the kitchen, Bartolo seemed to be cooking.

 He is probably making a meal for our maids and the servants that Alecia has brought with her.

 The kitchen is filled with a savory smell.

 Normally it only takes about three people to do it, so it's a quick task, but now that the Throwlett family has more temporary servants, Bartolo is having a hard time.

 He is busily moving around the kitchen, stirring the ingredients that are frying in the pan and prepping the vegetables.

''...Al, what should I take?''

 Even though there was a very serious atmosphere in the kitchen, Ra-chan asked me with an excited look on her face without fear.

 He has a lot of courage.

'The libra juice in the fridge. 'I want the box of cookies on the cupboard.'

It's those two.

 Ra nodded with eyes that seemed to be assessing his prey.

 One of the hardest things to do would be to get the juice in the fridge.

 The first obstacle is to open the door with a psychic.

 It's easy if you just open it, but you need to open it promptly so that Bartolo doesn't find out. Be careful not to add or subtract and you'll hear the door slam shut.

 Next, the second hurdle is to take out the bottle of juice inside.

 Since the bottle is designed to prevent it from falling over in the refrigerator, the bottle must be controlled by angling it slightly.

 It is important to do these things quickly without Bartolo's notice.

'I'll show you how to do it first.

 I psychic to the cupboard while Bartolo is preoccupied with the frying pan.

 Then the cupboard door opens noiselessly and pulls out two cups to hold juice and one plate to hold cookies.

 He closes the cupboard door without a sound and brings it to us, operating it out of Bartolo's sight.

''Well, what a waste of magical technology...''

Oh, my God, Al!

Well, that's about it. I know it's not easy, but you have to try. Even if you fail and they find you, Bartolo won't be mad at you.

Okay!

 Ra-chan nodded firmly and turned his eyes quietly to the kitchen.

 That's right. First of all, it's important to figure out Bartolo's movements.

 As expected, it is difficult for Ra-chan, who has probably never cooked before, to predict the process Bartolo will cause next, but there is a part of her that she can vaguely understand just by watching.

''..........''

 When it comes to magic, your innocent expression is submerged and you have a serious look on your face that I can't believe you're four years old.

 It's a tremendous concentration.

 Three minutes of observing Bartolo like that.

 Ra-chan slowly holds his right hand over the refrigerator.

''I seek, follow my will, telekinetic, psychic!

 With a whispered chant, the refrigerator filled with magic and the door was slowly opened.

 Bartolo didn't notice as he was too busy putting the pan-fried food on his plate.

 It was probably because he had succeeded in opening it quietly and soundlessly.

 Ra-chan moves directly to the second step, the bottle of juice.

 She seems to be struggling a bit because it's difficult to get the bottle out of the fridge at an angle.

 There is a faint scraping sound of the bottle from the fridge, but Bartolo hasn't noticed it yet.

 Ra-chan's expression is a bit grim, but he manages to get the bottle out with his psychic.

 This subtle manipulation is difficult to do. But I think the best way to improve the precision of magic is to practice it in places like this.

'Yes!'

 Watching him, Ra managed to get the bottle out, even though he scraped the bottle a few times.

 However, at that moment, the food is finished serving and Bartolo puts the refrigerator in view.

 Realizing this, I immediately activated my psychic, overriding Ra-chan's with my magic, put the bottle away and closed the refrigerator door.

''........Al?''

I'm sorry, little Ra. But Bartolo was about to find out.

 Ra-chan just looks at me in disbelief, but the key to this is to do it without getting caught.

I see. You should not take it too slow. I understand. Next time, I'll go faster like Al.

 When I explained this to her, she was enthusiastic, but not faltering, as if she understood the purpose.

 The fact that I showed her my high-speed manipulation skills was a good thing.

 It's the first time since Aleusha and Illya that they've competed with each other with magic like this, so I miss it.

''I seek, obey my will, telekinesis, psychic!

 As I'm feeling emotional, Ra-chan challenges me by activating his psychic again.

 While Bartolo is frying a new ingredient, he opens the refrigerator door and tries to get the bottle out again.

 He struggles a bit, but manages to get the bottle out faster than he did earlier.

 However, Bartolo does something unexpected there.

''........Want to add some more seasoning?''

 Bartolo, who was moving the frying pan, moved to get the seasoning near the refrigerator as if he had an idea.

 It's a certain disease that makes you want to make a change when you're cooking and unexpectedly add a little something to the mix.

 The fridge was open, and Raa reacted immediately, psychically retreating the bottle to the back of the fridge and closing the door as well.

 However, the fridge slammed down, probably due to her impatience and loss of control.

'Yeah?'

 If you hear the sound of a refrigerator in a kitchen where you're the only one in the room, you'll be curious.

 Bartolo makes a quizzical sound and turns his attention to the refrigerator.

 Ra-chan's face has a tense look on it. He seems to be praying that he won't be found out, but that's sweet.

 If the other person's attention is on me, I can deflect it elsewhere.

 I activate my psychic and drop the teaspoon spoon on the cooktop.

 The sound of the metallic object falling echoes through the air, and Bartolo's attention is completely distracted.

'Ah, I shouldn't have put it on the edge,'

 Bartolo picked up the condiments and began to wash them, picking up a teaspoonful of spoonfuls in a cumbersome manner.

'Here, let's pull it over here now and take the cookies too.

Uh-huh.

 As I called out to her, a nervous lurker started to move and pulled the bottle of juice along with the cookie box in the cupboard.

 We got what we needed, and we promptly retreated.

'How did it go?'

That was so much fun! Plus, it's a great way to practice your magic!

 I asked away from the kitchen, and Ra said excitedly.

'Right? You can try it when you get home.

Yes, I do!

'Ummm, should I stop as a companion? But when it comes to practicing magic, I don't know...

 While me and Ra-chan were having what a conversation, Loretta was muttering to herself in annoyance.