Volume 1 Chapter 22 Sir Ciel's Red Demon King-like Sausage
Sir Ciel is spinning the handle, making the sausage get bigger and bigger.
"Sir Ciel, it's too big... I can't take it anymore..."
"Is that so?"
"It's not that I can't, but it might burst... wait, Sir Ciel..."
"Ms. Lydia, just a little more..."
"Ah...!"
The sausage casing seems strong but is actually fragile. I gently held the plump, uncooked sausage, worried it might burst from being overstuffed.
"It's bigger than Mr. Lucian's, Sir Ciel..."
"Yes. I'm a man too, so I have a desire to show off."
"Does size really relate to that desire...?"
"Yes. I think the satisfaction when eating is different."
"Well, that might be true, but..."
"Ms. Lydia, is it okay to continue...?"
"Ah, yes... Sir Ciel, slowly... hold it here."
"...Amazing, Ms. Lydia. It fits so nicely."
With the sausage that is about twice the thickness of Mr. Lucian's realistic sausage held by Sir Ciel, I carefully removed the casing from the sausage filler.
"Sir Ciel, the length is, um..."
"About this much, right?"
Sir Ciel spread his thumb and index finger wide to show me.
His hands are big, and his fingers are long.
About twice the size of Mr. Lucian's realistic sausage.
"Is it really okay for it to be this big...?"
"I feel like it should have a bit more character. I want to add red kidney beans in the gaps of the skin to give it some texture."
"W-why...! This is fine as it is, I can't handle any more...!"
Sir Ciel, being a researcher, must be very curious. Even though the intestines are so stuffed with meat that I'm scared to shape it, adding red kidney beans seems impossible.
"It would be better in terms of nutrition..."
"I-I understand... Next time, I'll mix everything in myself, and then I'll try that..."
If I mix it into the meat first, maybe it will work out.
I don't know since I've never done it before.
That was the moment.
The restaurant door swung open with a huge force.
It opened so forcefully that I jumped, thinking it might be an enemy attack.
"Ciel...! What are you doing to Lydia...!"
Mr. Lucian rushed into the restaurant, looking extremely flustered.
I widened my eyes in surprise.
Did he just return from an expedition?
He was wearing his usual knight's outfit, with a sword at his waist.
His long, silky golden hair was tied up in a half-bun at the back of his head.
It might be the first time I've seen Mr. Lucian, who is usually calm and composed, looking so panicked.
"Oh, Lucian, welcome back."
"Lucian, why do you look so pale?"
While quietly sipping tea, Mx. Margaret watched me and Sir Ciel, and Mr. Tsukuyomi said with a grin.
"What's the matter? I just got back from the expedition and thought I'd have Lydia cook for me, but then I heard Ciel and Lydia's voices coming from the diner of Villainous Lady..."
"It's Lobelia Diner House!"
I protested while shaping the sausages.
Sir Ciel didn't seem to care much about Mr. Lucian, using magic to clean the greasy tools and my hands.
"Oh my, oh my. It's just a cute conversation about making sausages, but I wonder what Lucian heard..."
"Oh, oh, Lucian. You're still young. In the language of Wakoku country, we call that 'Muttsuri Sukebe'."
Putting away their magic cards, Mx. Margaret lit their aromatic tobacco with fire magic.
After their words, Mr. Tsukuyomi squinted one eye and added his comment.
Mr. Tsukuyomi, who loves to eat, finished his fried egg and sausage bowl and started on the third perfectly crispy sausage on the plate next to him.
"N-no, but...! Why is Ciel making sausages with Lydia...?!"
"Mr. Lucian, what are you doing here...?"
From my perspective, it felt more strange that he was causing a commotion at the restaurant on a day off.
"That's right, Lucian. I'm friends with Ms. Lydia, so as a friend, I'm learning how to make sausages."
"What happened while I was away on a little trip...?"
Sir Ciel said this in a teaching tone, and Mr. Lucian muttered in shock as he sat next to Mr. Tsukuyomi.
Since today is a day off, I wonder if he could go home...
But, that's true.
I did reflect a little.
He must be tired from work, so it might be nice to make him dinner.
For a fee.
"I did it...! Sir Ciel's sausage is a bit spicy. Oh, the finished product will have red kidney beans, so it should be a bit bumpy!"
"Yeah. It's like a demon king."
"That's twice as much as Lucian's realistic one. It's perfectly like a demon king."
Mx. Margaret said thoughtfully.
Mr. Tsukuyomi stabbed Mr. Lucian's realistic sausage with a fork and held it up in front of him.
"Um, this is Sir Ciel's red demon king-like sausage."
"It's red..."
"Red jewel, huh... Good luck, little lady."
"Um, yes, this size is tough, but I'll do my best to make it...!"
I don't really understand, but Mx. Margaret and Mr. Tsukuyomi are cheering me on.
It's my first time making a sausage this big.
I feel like my cooking skills have improved a bit.
"Wait a minute, Lydia! I object, Lydia!"
"Mr. Lucian, there's a realistic sausage left that matches your preferred thickness. Do you want to eat it...?"
"Eat. Of course, I will eat, but wait! I want something that size too...!"
"This is made for Sir Ciel, so no, you can't have it...! Maybe next time...!"
He is scary.
He's usually calm, but today he seems intense.
I guess it's true what they say about him being called the Grim Reaper.
Just because he wants a big sausage, he doesn't have to get so mad...!
"Lucian... don't make Ms. Lydia cry. I'll kick you out."
"Ciel... that's definitely a lie... it's just for show, isn't it...?"
"Really?"
While watching him mumble something, Mx. Margaret let out a puff of mint chocolate-scented smoke and whispered, "Young people..."
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