"Um... Haru, do you not like Indian food?"
Seeing her fiancé's troubled expression, Elysia asked weakly.
"This isn't about liking or not liking. The main thing is Indian food isn't ordinary cuisine - it's really that kind of very rare type!"
Facing the yellow paste in the stew pot, Haru couldn't find suitable words to describe his feelings.
How should he put it...
The way Indian cuisine was made seemed like an insult to good food in most chefs' eyes, like making pineapple pizza in front of Italians, or Sichuan chefs discovering that mapo tofu in the Far East was made with strawberries.
Heresy, this was fucking heresy!
Haru clicked his tongue and turned to look at Elysia beside him.
The girl now had an expression of worrying she had done something wrong, her pink-blue eyes looking at him pitifully, as if waiting for him to deliver final judgment.
"Forget it, let me taste it first before saying anything else..."
Haru shrugged, suppressing his visual discomfort and scooped a spoonful of paste from the stew pot.
"Maybe you shouldn't force yourself. Miss Fairy has failed at cooking before anyway, it's nothing."
Elysia tugged at Haru's sleeve, saying carefully.
"It's not a big problem. Homemade Indian food should be edible, at least food safety is guaranteed - clean and hygienic."
Haru closed his eyes and put this paste-like substance that could barely be categorized as curry into his mouth.
As long as you didn't look at the appearance, Indian curry with so many spices actually smelled quite fragrant. When eaten, you didn't need to chew at all - it flowed down the esophagus into the stomach with just a swallow, incredibly smooth.
"The ingredients are probably potatoes, carrots, onions, chickpeas, and chicken, but you can't really taste the original flavors of the ingredients - only strong garam masala and turmeric powder flavors."
Haru identified the taste, opened his eyes with slight surprise, and smiled at the anxious Elysia.
"It's okay, can't say it's unpalatable. It's better than those internet celebrity dishes you made before."
Due to Elysia's personality, she always liked trying novel things, so she often replicated some internet celebrity dishes that looked fun and interesting.
But these eye-catching dishes often had indescribable flavors.
It was only because Haru had been able to eat even Kiana's Skyfire-roasted Honkai beasts in the past, plus Elysia's cooking skills were at an ordinary person's level, that he could taste the girl's cooking with interest.
If it were Kalpas...
He would probably scorn these internet celebrity dishes and tell Elysia to stop insulting culinary arts with these nonsensical things.
"Better than the dishes I made before? Let me try."
Elysia took the spoon from Haru's hand, not minding that it was covered with his saliva, and directly scooped some curry into her cherry-like mouth.
"Mm, the taste seems okay. Could it be that Miss Fairy's cooking skills have improved?!"
"Indian food emphasizes seasonings. With so much garam masala and turmeric powder, even if you cooked slippers it would taste the same."
Haru chuckled and teased, immediately earning an eye roll from the girl.
"Hmph, believe it or not, next time Miss Fairy will really cook slippers for you to eat?"
Elysia put her hands on her hips and lightly stepped on Haru with her white tender jade foot wearing slippers.
"Sure, just remember to use slippers you've worn when cooking, otherwise I won't eat it."
Haru said with a calm expression while reaching out to pat the girl's sexy fleshy leg.
This made Elysia's pretty face turn completely red, her body's strength seeming to be drained away as she softly leaned against Haru's embrace.
"Perverted Haru, you're not a foot fetishist, are you?"
"Miss Fairy who drained me so many times, don't you understand my XP system yet?"
Haru buried his face in Elysia's hair, inhaling the girl's faint body fragrance, then gently took her burning earlobe between his thin lips.
"My interests aren't that narrow. For an alluring little fairy like you, I like every part of your body!"
"Mmm!"
Elysia felt as if her whole body had been electrified. The tingling sensation from her earlobe spread all the way to her heart, making the girl, who was already in a passionate love state, feel spring stirring.
If reality had loaded certain adult game functions, a pink heart would definitely be floating above Elysia's head right now.
Usually she was the one teasing Haru more often, but she didn't expect Haru to be so proactive today...
Elysia quietly swallowed and felt the nearby male hormones, bold thoughts immediately flashing through her little head.
Speaking of which, she and Haru didn't seem to have done that kind of thing in the kitchen yet. Perhaps today they could unlock a new scene?
And just when Elysia couldn't help but make a move on Haru...
Haru suddenly loosened his embrace, calmly stepped back, and turned to walk to the cabinet.
"Eh?!"
Elysia's little hand grasped at empty air, unconsciously letting out a cute exclamation.
Just a little more, just a little more and she could have grasped Haru's future, but Haru left at the most crucial moment.
"Elysia? What happened?"
Haru took out a bag of flour from the cabinet and turned back somewhat puzzled.
"No-nothing..."
Elysia's cheeks flushed crimson, her round toes wrapped in white stockings couldn't help but curl against the ground.
She couldn't very well say that she had just wanted to touch and grope Haru, do some naughty things, but failed and felt somewhat disappointed, could she?
That would make her seem like a lustful fairy unsatisfied with desire!
Elysia wasn't as open about this aspect as the experienced Haru, so she could only suppress the embarrassing shame that was hard to voice and escape by changing the subject.
"By the way, Haru, why did you suddenly go get flour?"
"Of course to make tonight's staple food. You don't think curry is meant to be eaten by itself, do you?"
Haru's gaze swept across the girl's pretty face, speaking with a half-smile.
How could he not guess Elysia's thoughts...
And actively teasing Elysia, then making a clean getaway when the girl wanted more - this was Haru's plan all along.
Although he was usually the one being teased and forcibly drained, this was just Haru's indulgence toward Elysia, not because he liked being passive.
Sometimes when his mischievous side emerged, Haru would counterattack like this, making Elysia itch with desire but helpless, thus training the girl's self-control.
Being addicted to male beauty wasn't good - let your husband help you quit!
Haru's lips curved slightly as he maintained a serious expression, pouring out a large bowl of flour under Elysia's resentful gaze, skillfully adding water and eggs.
"I'll fry some pancakes now to go with the curry you made. What do you think?"
"Eh, why is your face so red like you have a fever? Don't you want to eat pancakes? Then should I make noodles instead, curry ramen?!"
Under Haru's seemingly innocent series of questions, the girl's last bit of health was depleted, leaving her wilted like an eggplant, unable to speak.
Without a doubt...
Today's victory belonged to Elysia's defeat!
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