"Controlling weight—you haven't forgotten about the noon incident..."
Haru turned to look at Elysia beside him, reaching out to gesture at her flat stomach: "Mm, there's no feeling of excess fat here."
The girl's weight gain should have gone to other places...
Haru blinked thoughtfully, his gaze falling on the girl's somewhat plump thighs, then moving up past her perky bottom wrapped in hot pants, finally stopping at her chest that was stretching the fabric high.
"Mm, the fairy senses a perverted gaze!"
Elysia's beautiful eyes narrowed as she put her hands on her hips: "Even if the weight appropriately went to places you like, I won't let my weight increase anymore!"
Weight was the enemy of beautiful girls.
The girl didn't want to continue gaining weight and then one day have Mobius give her a nickname like "Pink Piggy."
Although such a nickname would be cute too, it wasn't suitable for an elegant and graceful fairy!
"Cough cough, I never said I liked those places. I just find it somewhat incredible... If there were a way to only gain weight in those places, probably many girls wouldn't mind increasing their weight."
Haru said with some emotion.
He had seen someone like Kiana who seemed like a reincarnated glutton who could never get full, and he had seen someone like Fu Hua who had eaten for fifty thousand years yet still seemed underdeveloped, but he really hadn't seen someone like Elysia whose weight gain was all advantages.
"That's probably because heaven favors beautiful girls like me who love to smile~♪"
Elysia said proudly.
Haru felt like complaining about Elysia's narcissism.
But thinking of the girl's beauty that was even more pure and flawless than Aphrodite's, he felt the girl might just be stating facts.
However, if he praised Elysia, this little fairy's nose would definitely reach the sky.
Considering this, Haru decisively didn't respond and instead started taking inventory of the ingredients in the refrigerator.
"Onions, carrots, lamb, potatoes, mushrooms... Mm, although each could be made into a separate dish, it's already quite late, so let's make something simple."
"Since Elysia wants to eat lightly, let's mix these ingredients together and make lamb braised rice."
Haru made up his mind, took out the needed ingredients, then put on an apron.
Now it was time for the house husband!
Haru first cut the lamb into small pieces, then soaked them in clear water for about ten minutes to remove the blood.
During this waiting time, Haru washed the vegetables clean, arranged them one by one on the cutting board, then raised his hand to grip the kitchen knife.
Clang!
Watching from the side, Elysia seemed to hear the sound of a blade singing.
The stainless steel blade reflected the man's focused gaze, then transformed into a silver-white light.
Haru's steady and fluid movements made every strike of the knife full of beauty, the continuous chopping sounds like performing a rhythmic rock song.
This level of knife work could already be called art!
When Haru stopped, the vegetables had become neat small pieces.
"Chopped onions, sliced mushrooms, and diced carrots and potatoes after peeling... Processing all these took only two or three minutes, so much faster than the fairy!"
Elysia felt like Haru was performing magic.
Just rolling knife light around the cutting board—before her eyes could even react, the ingredients had obediently become the desired shape.
"Nothing difficult about it. As long as you master the strength and precision, you can do it too."
Haru put down the knife, saying with a smile.
Cutting vegetables was really easy. Having chopped over a hundred million Honkai beasts, his knife work surpassed most chefs without much practice.
"You make it sound simple, but when you actually do it, it's not as easy as you say."
Elysia could tell at a glance that Haru was being modest, couldn't help but mutter.
When she cut vegetables herself, she couldn't be that fast, and the pieces came out in different sizes.
Clearly, her skill level was too far from Haru's.
"To be honest, I feel like your cooking skills, Haru, are completely on par with Kalpas."
"Kalpas?"
Haru heated oil in the pan, adding the chopped onions to sauté until fragrant, stirring while recalling that always-masked, hot-tempered man.
Having been with Elysia for over half a year, he still hadn't seen Kalpas's true face.
If he remembered correctly, in past loops, Kalpas was the sixth of the Previous Era's Thirteen Flame-Chasers, a warrior bearing the Signet of Decimation.
But in the current timeline, he was the Golden Courtyard's butler and chef, respectfully called Master Kalpas.
Haru had tasted Kalpas's cooking. He was very skilled at flame-grilling cooking methods. If placed in a world like "Cooking Master Boy," Kalpas might be the type of explosive flame chef who would ignite an entire Yangtze River just to grill fish.
"Just talking about heat control, I'm actually not as good as Kalpas."
Haru waited for the onions in the pan to turn golden, then added the lamb to stir-fry, sprinkling appropriate amounts of cooking wine and soy sauce to remove gaminess and add flavor, finally adding the cut vegetables and water to stew.
After doing all this, Haru said confidently:
"But cooking isn't just about heat control. In other aspects, I'm superior."
Master Kalpas's cooking skills were indeed superb, but the techniques Haru had accumulated through repeated loops weren't just for show!
He had been with so many Valkyries back and forth.
Fu Hua's Shenzhou cuisine, Mei's Japanese cooking, Rita's Western dishes, and even specialties like Bronya's borscht and Kiana's Skyfire-grilled toast...
He could make such a wide variety of dishes—he was truly well-versed in ancient and modern, Eastern and Western cuisines, an all-around hexagonal warrior!
"But even so, it's still hard to determine who's better between Kalpas and me, or rather it depends on what specific dish we're competing with."
Haru licked his lips, his black eyes gleaming.
Elysia stared at Haru's face, saying thoughtfully: "I get the feeling you really want to compete with Kalpas once!"
"Naturally—no chef can refuse a hearty food battle with a master!"
Haru spoke with a stern tone, his expression filled with the competitive spirit common to men.
He had a premonition that sooner or later he would have a battle with Kalpas to decide who was truly the Cooking God of the Golden Courtyard!
"Mm, I don't really understand, but the water in the pot seems to have been boiling for a long time."
Elysia blinked her beautiful eyes, pointing at the steam-filled iron pot.
"Oh no, I almost forgot about the heat while chatting!"
Haru's expression changed as he quickly opened the pot to remove foam and excess oil, then poured the stewed soup into the rice cooker and mixed it evenly with the washed rice.
Covering the rice cooker and setting the cooking time, Haru finally breathed a sigh of relief.
"No problem. Now we just need to wait a moment, and we can eat today's dinner."
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