I Decided To Cook Because The Losing Potion Was Soy Sauce
/ I Decided to Cook Because the Losing Potion Was Soy Sauce Chapter 5
Smack!
I smashed the black devil that approached me with the makeshift slipper in my hand .
「Hah, hah, hah… . 」
Just as I lifted up my makeshift slipper in fear, the flattened black devil dissolved into a sand-like yellow light and vanished .
Then, a palm-sized bottle appeared .
「Ohh! You did it, you got a potion!」
This was a potion?
As I looked at the potion in a daze, the children clamored .
「Ahh, you have to pick it up quickly, or it’ll disappear!」
「That’s right, especially since you got a “winning” potion! If you don’t take it within five seconds, it’ll disappear!」
「Only the one who finished off the monster can take it, so hurry!」
Ah, eh?
It’ll disappear?
The winning potion?
Monster??
I did as I was told and quickly reached for the small potion .
Ah, that’s right . Those small creatures that moved around just like a cockroach were actually a type of monster called slime .
This really is another world, isn’t it?
Rustle rustle .
Eek! Gyahh!!
Not another one!
Smack!
Rustle rustle rustle .
Ugyahhh, there’s more of them!
I wasn’t briefed about this!
I didn’t know that so many of these black devils were going to appear!
Rofas-san, you idiot!
Eventually, I went outside with my potion in hand .
It was impossible for me . My mind couldn’t handle being in an area filled with restless black devils .
Sigh .
I looked at the potion in my hand .
A potion was worth 100 yen . If I needed to eat three loaves of bread a day to live, then I would require two more potions .
「There’s no such thing as an easy job . You’re too naive . 」
I heard my husband’s words in my head… Ugh .
So what if the slimes were like the black devil? They weren’t going to hurt or kill me .
If I could live off of doing this without having to resort to selling my body at a brothel, then…
I stepped back into the hell where the black devils await .
「Gyahh!」
Splat, smack .
Although I could still see with my eyes half-shut, trying to give myself some distance between the monsters and myself was difficult when I did that .
「Gyah!」
「Onee-chan, you’re so cool . Even the S-ranked adventurer Rofas-san can’t fight slimes as well as you do . 」
「Rofas-san doesn’t have to take them out one at a time, he can just go boom and take out the whole cave . 」
「He can’t do that! If he did, the potions would go boom with the monsters . 」
「Don’t make fun of Rofas-san!」
「I’m not making fun of him . It’s true though, onee-chan is definitely better at fighting slimes than Rofas-san!」
「Of course not! Rofas-san would…」
Hm?
The children started arguing .
Because of me?
「Kurtz, Kirika . 」
The oldest child, the thirteen year old boy, called the other children’s names with a serious tone .
So the eight year old boy with red hair and freckles was Kurtz .
He was saying that Rofas-san was more amazing .
Then, the five year old girl with soft, light brown hair was Kirika .
She was the one praising me over and over .
「「I’m sorry…」」
The two of them lowered their heads .
「No arguing inside the dungeon . It’s a matter of life or death in here . Be more careful next time . 」
「Dungeon? Life?」
Eh? Did this potion field have something that could endanger our lives?
Chapter 5: The Complicated Feeling of… Being Praised by Children.
Smack!. I smashed the black devil that approached me with the makeshift slipper in my hand
「Hah, hah, hah… . 」.
Just as I lifted up my makeshift slipper in fear, the flattened black devil dissolved into a sand-like yellow light and vanished Then, a palm-sized bottle appeared
「Ohh! You did it, you got a potion!」.
This was a potion?. As I looked at the potion in a daze, the children clamored
「Ahh, you have to pick it up quickly, or it’ll disappear!」. 「That’s right, especially since you got a “winning” potion! If you don’t take it within five seconds, it’ll disappear!」. 「Only the one who finished off the monster can take it, so hurry!」.
Ah, eh?. It’ll disappear?. The winning potion?. Monster??.
I did as I was told and quickly reached for the small potion Ah, that’s right . Those small creatures that moved around just like a cockroach were actually a type of monster called slime This really is another world, isn’t it?.
Rustle rustle
Eek! Gyahh!!. Not another one!. Smack!.
Rustle rustle rustle
Ugyahhh, there’s more of them!. I wasn’t briefed about this! . I didn’t know that so many of these black devils were going to appear!.
Rofas-san, you idiot!.
Eventually, I went outside with my potion in hand It was impossible for me . My mind couldn’t handle being in an area filled with restless black devils Sigh I looked at the potion in my hand A potion was worth 100 yen . If I needed to eat three loaves of bread a day to live, then I would require two more potions
「There’s no such thing as an easy job . You’re too naive . 」.
I heard my husband’s words in my head… Ugh So what if the slimes were like the black devil? They weren’t going to hurt or kill me If I could live off of doing this without having to resort to selling my body at a brothel, then…. I stepped back into the hell where the black devils await
「Gyahh!」.
Splat, smack
Although I could still see with my eyes half-shut, trying to give myself some distance between the monsters and myself was difficult when I did that
「Gyah!」. 「Onee-chan, you’re so cool . Even the S-ranked adventurer Rofas-san can’t fight slimes as well as you do . 」. 「Rofas-san doesn’t have to take them out one at a time, he can just go boom and take out the whole cave . 」. 「He can’t do that! If he did, the potions would go boom with the monsters . 」. 「Don’t make fun of Rofas-san!」. 「I’m not making fun of him . It’s true though, onee-chan is definitely better at fighting slimes than Rofas-san!」. 「Of course not! Rofas-san would…」.
Hm?. The children started arguing Because of me?.
「Kurtz, Kirika . 」.
The oldest child, the thirteen year old boy, called the other children’s names with a serious tone So the eight year old boy with red hair and freckles was Kurtz He was saying that Rofas-san was more amazing Then, the five year old girl with soft, light brown hair was Kirika She was the one praising me over and over
「「I’m sorry…」」.
The two of them lowered their heads
「No arguing inside the dungeon . It’s a matter of life or death in here . Be more careful next time . 」. 「Dungeon? Life?」.
Eh? Did this potion field have something that could endanger our lives?.
Chapter end
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