If I Had To Say, I Would Say I Am A Evil Magician 69 (Patreon)

Dinner

When he changes his clothes and leaves his room after he finished bathing, the fragrance of a turkey tickles his nostrils.

"Ah, right on time, the dishes are done. Please quickly come down"

Mira, who came out from the kitchen, beckons him with a dazzling smile.

"......"

It's true that he's hungry. Even if he doesn't take in nourishment, he won't die, but as expected, the smell of the dishes arouse his craving for food.

When he entered the room with the meal, there were numerous extravagant dishes lined up over there.

"Hou......"

"I have just a tad bit of confidence in my cooking"

"I'm impressed. Everybody has something they're good at no matter who they're huh"

"Ehehe......"

"......haa"

He unconsciously sighs at the airhead beautiful young girl that sarcasm doesn't get through at all. He sits down with a disgruntled look, thrusts the knife into the steak, and carries it to his mouth.

"......"

"......ho, hoーw is it?"

"......"

Ignore.

Next, he thrusts the fork into the salad and carries it towards his mouth.

"......does, does it taste good?"

"......"

Ignore by all means.

Furthermore, he sips the glass of wine and rolls it with his tongue.

"......does it taste bad?"

"Yo, you sure are noisy! Won't you keep quiet for a bit"

"I mean, you won't tell me your thoughts at all, right!?"

"Do you verbalise your thoughts on the dishes whenever you eat? Aah, you might, but I don't"

"Gugu......stingy!"

The ill-natured Magician thinks that it's silly to even think about the reason on how in the world is it stingy and resumes his meal.

"......Mira, you're not going to eat?"

"Eh! Can I eat?"

"......anyway, I can't finish eating so much. I'm not that petty, you know"

"Thank you......haguu......haguu......"

"What a ferocious and vulgar way of eating......someone like you is what they call putting a beautiful young girl to waste"

"......Ahu-han, hahahinhahohehohe......"

"Kuu, don't talk with your mouth full!"

"Ho, howwy"

Mogu mogu.

"......haaー, delicious! Each and every ingredient is fresh. When did you buy them?"

"8 years ago"

"There you are joking againn!"

Mira says and laughs it off, but that's the unadulterated truth. It was treated with a unique magic that preserves the freshness, and it'll preserve the freshness for ten-odd years without rotting. The original goal was corpses preservation, but he put it into daily use.

, even if he explained something like that in length, he knows that it won't resonate with this idiot girl, so he just, sighs.

"Asch-san......do you not eat carrots?"

There are lots of carrots leftover on the large plate of salad.

"......I'm bad with carrots no matter what since I was a child. I don't need it"

"It tastes good, so please eat it"

Hyoi hyoi.

"Ah――――――! Why, did you serve it on my plate!? I said I don't need it, right!"

"I, I mean, it is delicious!"

"You! I hate it!"

"You're hating it before you even try it! Your tastebuds and such change as you become an adult! Today, please try to challenge it"

"I don't want to eat it! I don't want to eat what I hate even after becoming an adult!"

"Won't you end up having nutritional imbalance if you are picky with your food!?"

"I just have to acquire balance in nutrition with food that I like!"

"Kuu......having an argument for everything. Are you a child!?"

"That's very much my line!"

"I will not forgive any leftovers! I will not clean up until you eat it!"

"Are you my teacher!? It's none of your business!"

"Don't you feel sorry for the farmers who made this!?"

"Are you my mother!? In the first place, I've made enormous contributions to this continent in regard to agriculture, so I don't feel bad at all! Rather, I want them to be grateful to me!"

"In any case! I, will clean it up afterwards, so please return to your room after eating everything!"

"Kuu......do you listen to what people are......"

Before he finishes saying, Mira stands from her seat and briskly leaves for the kitchen.

"Wha, what a busybody idiot girl......"

Mogu mogu......

――don't you feel sorry for the farmers!?

In Asch's head, the words just now reverberate.

Originally, he was the son of a wheat farmer family. Since he was a kid, he had often troubled his mother with his difficult personality by not eating carrots.『Hey, Asch! Eat the carrots! Don't you feel sorry for the carrot farmers!?』, if he's scolded by his mother, he goes,『I'll study, become remarkable, and come up with a magic that'll lighten the farmers' load, so I don't feel bad at all』, that's the daily conversation of the mother and son.

In the end, Asch developed the Magic Fertilizer that goes as far as to revolutionise the continent's agriculture, about 30 years after his mother died though.

"......good grief. Making me remember useless things"

The Dark Magician presses his palm on his forehead and mutters.

・・・

"How is itー, have you finished eatinーaha"

Mira's face turns into a smile.

There was no longer Asch's figure, but the salad served on his plate was beautifully gone.