…Why is mother here?
No…I don’t really mind if she’s here, but…
“I came because it looked fun.”
Mother smiled daintily.
My mother, with her long honey-colored hair loosely tied together and her amethyst-colored eyes, looked so young and beautiful that she one wouldn’t normally believe that she had two children.
Next to her was my brother who had narrowed eyes and a pensive expression on his face.
The look on his face said, “What are you doing without telling me? Remember me later, okay?” That’s what it was saying.
I quickly turned my gaze away from him, and without saying anything else, I quickly put enough ice cream into the bowl for the number of people.
Nobu-san and the others handed out the ice cream bowls to everyone.
…Well, whatever…I won’t worry about it for now.
Right now, it’s time to taste the ice cream I’ve always wanted.
With a slightly trembling hand, I put my spoon into the ice cream and scooped up a bite.
As I held it close to my mouth, the sweet scent of mei liquor tickled my nose.
Enchanted by the smell, I slowly brought the spoon to my mouth.
…This is what I have been searching for…
The sweet and sour flavors of the fruit mingled with the mellow sweetness of the mei liquor…and the rich ice cream neutralized the slightly strong alcohol.
I held back the tears that were threatening to come out of my eyes and continued to silently carry the spoon to my mouth.
…Yes. With this, I can do my best for quite a while.
“This mellow aroma…just by adding mei liquor, it becomes such an elegant ice cream…”
“After all, ice cream is the ultimate food…”
The three chefs were wide-eyed and excitedly giving their impressions, after which they all began to cry in unison.
“““Ooowaah!! I’m so happy!!”””
Oh, I see….I’m glad to hear that. -sweatdrops-
But I mean…what? I’m still the same…?
“This…is an adult ice cream flavor. There are so many variations…but it’s really ice cream.”
My brother had a big smile on his face and was happily eating his ice cream.
And this person…
“Oh my~ There’s so much fruit, it’s delicious.”
She smiled and proceeded to eat the ice cream gracefully.
I patted my chest, relieved to see my mother’s condition.
To tell you the truth…I had been having a little trouble with my mother lately.
My mother, who had the same coloring as me, did not have the “slanted eyes” that characterized me as a villainess.
Her eyes were usually smiling, friendly and kind, but if I looked closely, I could see that she was not smiling…
My mother in the game was a modest, kind woman with a strong and healthy spirit who continued to support her husband until the end of her life, even when she was attacked by a demon beast.
It’s not that I don’t want my mother to be modest or healthy, but…
However, I have recently realized that my father, who looks just like my brother, is actually quite a slob, and my mother, who looks just like me, actually resembles my brother, the ‘demon lord.’
As I recall, it was late at night on the day we conquered the eighth underground floor of the dungeon.
I woke up thirsty and went to the kitchen to get some water.
At that time, I noticed a light leaking through a crack in the study, and without thinking, I peeked inside.
There, I saw my father on his knees while facing my mother.
I think that my brother had told my mother about the behavior of the adults, especially my father, who had ruffled too many feathers.
“I love you, so don’t throw me away…!!”
My father was down on his knees begging for forgiveness.
And my mother, with a smile on her face, silently looked down at him.
This surreal scene was the moment when I caught a glimpse of the power dynamic between my parents…It was also the moment when I saw the other side of my mother, whom I had always thought of as kind.
After all, the game and the reality are different…
The demon lord is scary…
“What’s in that jar over there?”
Mother pointed to a jar of dried fruit.
“…Oh, that’s dried fruit, it’s very good for your beauty.”
I said with trepidation.
“Oh my! For beauty!?”
Mother’s eyes shone brightly.
Ah…I think I hit a switch…-sweatdrops-
“May I try it?”
I took out three kinds of dried fruits one by one, put them on a small plate and handed it to my mother.
My brother also wanted some, so I took out more and gave them to him.
“This is…mosque, repple, and armas?”
Mother was staring at the dried fruits.
“Oh. This is the fruit that was in the ice cream.”
My older brother next to Mother devoured them in a matter of seconds.
“It’s delicious, Mother.”
“I’m going to try it now.’
Mother replied, picking up the mosque with her fingers and putting it in her mouth.
“…It’s delicious. It has a different texture than the ones in the ice cream, and it’s dry on the outside, but the more you bite into it, the more the rich, gentle sweetness spreads to your mouth…”
My mother’s eyes rounded in surprise.
“It’s delicious but still good for your beauty…”
After muttering, she popped the repple into her mouth.
“Dried fruits are so good for you that they are called superfruits, but you still shouldn’t eat too much of it.”
“…Is that so. It’s a pity we can’t eat more of them.”
Mother nodded her head and put the last armas in her mouth as I explained.
If we were to replace the fruits of this world with the fruits of Izumi’s world../
>Relieves fatigue, prevents high blood pressure, relieves constipation.
>Increases metabolism. Improves sensitivity to cold. Relieves constipation. Fat burning effect.
>Rich in polyphenols. Relieves skin problems such as wrinkles, spots, sagging, and anti-aging. Anemia prevention.
I guess that’s about it.
In a roundabout way, I added, “I heard it has these effects…”
My mother’s eyes began to glitter.
She grabbed both of my hands and approached me with a hungry look. My waist was completely pulled back…
“If you like it…I can give you this dried fruit?”
“Is that okay!?”
“…Yes. As long as I have fruit, I can make it again later.”
“I’m so happy! Thank you!”
Mother hugged me tightly.
Out of the corner of my eye, I saw the three cooks who were in a state of shock.
…Perhaps you guys wanted this dried fruit?
They didn’t have to be depressed, I would make it again…or maybe I’ll just give them the recipe?
As if to thank them for their efforts, my older brother served them another bowl of ice cream.
And he even took the trouble to put it in his own bowl…!
My ice cream!!!
If I don’t stop them at this rate, they’re going to eat it all up.
I tried to stop them, but I couldn’t move because my mother was still holding on to me.
The arms around me tightened even more.
When I turned my gaze towards my mother, my eyes met hers from above my head. Her eyes narrowed with a smile on her face.
“…what is it?”
I had a bad feeling about this.
“Who are you?”
I felt my whole body tense.
T/N: Oof. Sorry for the cliffy. I’ll try translating the next chapter sooner. In the meantime, Imma go and get some ice cream~
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