Chapter 97: It seems that youthful passion occasionally surpass talent

It seems that youthful passion occasionally surpass talent

We didn’t go to the designated dining room for our meals. Instead, a maid-san delivered it to our room. A much appreciated alternative for me who doesn’t even know [ta] from table manners.

However, it was a bit disappointing.

「………Our meal is relatively normal.」(kanna)

「………Truthfully, I was expecting something a little more than this, actually.」(skelia)

「We are not guests but soldiers serving our country after all.」(kakurd)

Kakurd replies wryly to me and Skelia’s complain while we are eating.

The source of the dissatisfaction is none other than the delivered meals. If I were to grade the taste, it’s not much different from the bargain set meals offered at the diner next to the guild. Of course, the type that doesn’t include magic beast ingredient.

My anticipation of eating delicious meals quickly crumbles away.

Comparing it to a company, Faima{that side} is the VIP while we are the regular employees (+ a temporary worker). Wishing for the same treatment is probably laughable.

「But I think this dish is tasty enough. Because most of the dishes from the headquarters’ cafeteria are menus that emphasizes the three points of [cheap, nutritious and quantity]. Compared to that plain flavor, this is a world of difference.」

I can understand a bit after hearing the words of Kakurd, the only one who doesn’t complain.

Seems like I unknowingly became more picky about my food because I’ve been eating nothing but delicious magic beast ingredient lately. It’s actually tasty after the second bite, in a normal sense.

「I……I thought I was lucky to be on this mission. I was looking forward to it after hearing the about the dishes served at the Imperial Palace. But………but………kuuuuh *chew munch*」(skelia)

Although mortified, Skelia’s hand and mouth doesn’t stop moving and chewing. It’s bad manners to talk while eating but I can’t bring myself to admonish someone who looks like he’s about to cry at any moment1.

「……My partner is dripping with dissatisfaction though.」(kakurd)

「Skelia is a gourmand, I tell you. When I’m off duty, I walk around the city trying out food at various places and I’m dissatisfied with the ration provided during an expedition, so I pack my food at my own expense.」(skelia)

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「That’s not food fit for a human! It’s more like [something indescribable] with only portability and nutritional value as its selling point! I have little to complain about our current knight order except for that! Only that I can’t stomach!」(skelia)

Skelia emphasizes his words with an expression expressing 100% seriousness. I’m a little overwhelmed but Kakurd replies without a change in tone as if he’s used to it.

「Certainly it’s bland but there aren’t that many things that can fill you up as much, aren’t there?」

By the way, the tasteless thing is something akin to a dried bread.

Somehow, it reminds me of Calorym○te back on earth. If there’s a bland version of that, it certainly won’t taste good. Can’t say I don’t understand the good point of being filling though.

「We won’t be troubled by hunger but if we keep eating such a tasteless thing, it will affect the troupe’s morale. If we don’t do something about it soon, there will be deserters someday, you know!」(skelia)

The most likely candidate would probably be Skelia, or so Kakurd and I think.

What really comes to mind during this episode of dinner is [I wanna eat rice!].

Then what was the point of the previous preface!?

I just lightly brush off a tsukkomi that came from beyond the sky. Thanks for reading on ManaNovel!

No matter how much I’m surrounded by delicious food, I’m still a Japanese young man at heart. What I really want deep inside is to eat white rice~

Viva the next day (rehashed joke)

ーーーOr so I say but I wake up quite early before the crack of dawn.

Looking out the window, it’s at the time when the sun has yet to rise. To put in more precise words, Kakurd woke me up.

「Kanna-dono, it’s time to change shift.」

「Hngh~ okay~」

During our Genryuu Knights’ escort mission, we are supposed to be on guard in front of Faima’s room every night. Since it would be impossible to pull an all-nighter all alone, we do it in shifts.

The first was Skelia.

Kakurd goes next.

My rotation is the last.

While I’m gearing up and checking my equipment, Kakurd is doing the reverse, taking off his armor into lighter getup.

「Now then, I leave the rest to you.」

「Roger.」

After waving at Kakurd as he climb onto his bed, I leave the room and take up position in front of the neighboring room.

………And then, I got bored.

Well, of course.

It might be fine for a trained soldier but I’m an adventurer and this is my first time undertaking a job as an escort.

10 minutes into my shift, I got sick of being the night watch. But neglecting my duty just because I have too much leisure time would earn me a scolding so I knock it off.

For the time being, I’ll replenish the consumed ice bomb.

From there, I decided to try using Spirit Art to manifest an ice statue (life size figure). This is definitely not me playing around ‘kay. It’s an image training to handle Spirit Art more effectively. I’m still paying a lot of attention to the surroundings.

As everyone is aware, my talent is lacking in a lot of areas so the first thing that came into being is a mysterious object. Let alone its barely discernible [human form], it even has a form that births a philosophical thought within me about [what is a human?]. It’s on the level of something that might appear in a toddler’s dream if they witness it in the middle of the night.

「Doesn’t it have a charm of its own?」

Nope, scratch that.

However, the youth doesn’t give up there. It took around three hours for the youth to demonstrate his capacity for delusion and pour his passion into molding the ideal [female body] to the best of his imagination.

The completed work of art is a mysterious embodiment of pointless creative{erotic} urge gushing out of me. It was to the point that I didn’t think I made it myself.

First of all, kyonyuu can’t be excluded. Rather than drooping, it’s perking upwards.

While I’m at it, I set its stature on the high side.

With long hair that extends to the waist.

The face is a cool-type, instead of a cute-type.

Its eyes are sharp.

After wavering between dog ears, cat ears and rabbit ears, in the end I chose elf ears.

I took the opportunity to equip it with bikini armor and a huge sword.

The finished product is reminiscent of the female warrior that appeared in the national RPG, Dragon Quest.

I clench my fist in front of the statue.

「………Strange, I’m feeling very guilty.」

Should I describe it as forbidden territory precisely because it’s my concept of ideal? It’s too perfect a sculpture but at the same time, it fills me to the brim with a sense of guilt.

Even though I should normally be rejoicing and laughing wholeheartedly, I can’t. If I’m to express it in words……

……it’s like when I was embarrassed when I saw Misaki and Ayana in their swimwear.

Looking at this statue is similar to the time when their alluring figures captivated me. Without a doubt, they are beautiful but I feel that making them the subject of my desire would be discourteous or perhaps should I say, inexcusable.

Then again, that gal Misaki’s boobs are not this big and Ayana’s a cliff.

ーーーA glimpse of a silver-haired beautiful woman flashes in my mind but I shake my head to stave it off.

「First off, it’s not something I can let anyone see.」

After preserving it completely inside my memory, I release the ice sculpture.

Thus ends my first night.