My Beloved Dog is the Strongest in Another World

I tasted the bean sprout dish

Ms. Gelda was red in the face and crying apologetically as she was led away.

I chuckled and told Liza to go with her to get washed up.

“We can leave them to Ms. Chita. Now…Ms. Helena. Did you fry them with other vegetables?”

There was no point in worrying about Ms. Gelda now, and so I moved my attention back to Ms. Helena.

The plate was filled with fried vegetables.

“Yes! I thought we could start with something more simple.”

She would do something basic before testing other styles.

To be honest, I did not have much of an appetite after seeing the bloody mess on the table. But I was also curious.

“Hmmm… Ah. It only has salt on it…”