Chapter 15: The Training Begins (1)
What a kind person—letting me use her fridge for free.
As expected, game stories have nothing to do with reality.
They turned someone this nice into a strict rule-stickler in the core FM? Like hell I’d believe anything the official synopsis says.
Originally, I’d only planned to share some food, but that’s not enough to repay this now.
I’ll definitely pay her back for this favor someday.
Nom.
“That... is it good?”
“Ah, yes. Compared to what I’ve had before, uh... it’s decent.”
I don’t know why she’s looking at me like I just shocked her to her core, but honestly, the curry porridge wasn’t bad at all.
Compared to that monstrosity I shoved into my mouth back in my last life—the random food trash rolling around my room—this was gourmet.
Plus, the weeds I plucked from the front yard gave it a strangely pleasant crunch.
Munch, munch.