I Decided To Cook Because The Losing Potion Was Soy Sauce Chapter 27

「Okay you two, please stop fighting . I’m glad that the two of you like my cooking that much . 」

There was a phrase in j.a.pan that went like this:
“The way to a man’s heart is through his stomach . ”
But I understood from their argument that it was pointless to only please their stomachs .

After all, they weren’t arguing because they liked me . It was because they liked my food .

N-no, it didn’t hurt my feelings .
Mhm, it’s fine, and besides, I was already married .
Hah, hahaha . Good thing I didn’t get divorced yet . If I was single now, I think it would’ve hurt more .

「What are the two of you going to do after? Are you going to leave tomorrow morning?」

「Well, I left all my stuff at the intermediate dungeon . I’m going to head back tomorrow morning to grab them . I should be back by the evening . 」

So Rofas-san would be eating breakfast and dinner here then . Maybe I should make him a bento too . But if he was going to leave for the intermediate dungeon around noon, maybe it wouldn’t be necessary?
Rofas-san seemed to eat a lot too, so I would have to make a lot of rice for him .

「I’m going to head to town with Rofas-san the day after tomorrow… so I’ll be graduating from here then . 」

Kirikchan and Kurtz-kun looked sad when Bryce-kun said that .

「I’ll drop by every now and then . Make sure you teach Yuuri-san all about the dungeon rules, raise your level, and do all your checks . Do your best, you two . 」

Bryce-kun patted Kirikchan and Kurtz-kun on the head .

「What about the two of you? You don’t need to go to town?」

「Kurtz is from an orphanage, and Kirika only has a drunk dad waiting for her at home . 」

Bryce-kun answered Rofas-san’s question .

Eh?
I see, so Kurtz-kun was an orphan . Kirikchan wasn’t one, but in some ways was similar because she had toxic parents?

Before I realized it, I grabbed the two children and hugged them tightly .

「I’m so glad the two of you aren’t leaving . If you do, I’ll be left here all by myself . Thank you for staying . Let’s work hard to do research on the potion dishes . Tell me what tastes good and what doesn’t, okay?」

Kurtz-kun rested his hands on my arm .

「Leave it to us . Yuuri-neechan, you run out of breath just by going back and forth between here and the field, right? I’ll do my best to tend it . 」

Oh? So he knew that I was having a hard time going to the field . One round trip dropped my HP quite a lot after all .

「Yuuri-oneechan, you’re like a mama . 」

Kirikchan’s words shot through my heart .
*ba dump*
She was just so cute .

Back when I was in j.a.pan, I wanted children, but never had any .
Those two cute children I had been taking care of went back to their real mother, after all .

I was happy that Kirikchan thought I was like a mother .

I wanted to rub Kirikchan’s cheeks, but she was suddenly taken away from my arms .

「Hey, Kirika . Yuuri’s still young, you know? It’s kinda rude to call her “mama” . You should treat her more like an older sister . 」

Kirikchan was brought up to Rofas-san’s right shoulder .
She held onto Rofas-san’s head .

「Ehehe, Rofas-san is like a big brother . 」

Kurtz-kun, who was sitting on the left shoulder, smiled .

「Kirika, at Rofas-san’s age, he can even be a papa . 」

Bryce-kun nodded in agreement .

「No no, you guys, I’m still single, and my mind’s still young . Don’t call me papa, please!」

Rofas-san was kind and thoughtful towards children, so surely he would make a happy family .

I imagined Rofas-san playing together with Kirikchan and Kurtz-kun at a park .
Meanwhile, I would be sitting on a picnic sheet and watch the three of them in delight .

「I’m hungry~」

The three of them would come over, and then I would lay out the bento boxes I had prepared .

Wait, what on earth was I imagining here?!

I shook my head .

「Look, Yuuri-neechan’s shaking her head . I still think it’s hard for Rofas-san to be called “nii-chan” at his age though . 」

No, that wasn’t why I was shaking my head…

「Ah, no, but… Well, I guess that’s true . By the time people are twenty-seven or twenty-eight here, they would be married and have children already…」

Ehh, so that was how this world saw it .
In j.a.pan, not many men were getting married in their twenties, the last time I checked .