The Neighborhood High School Girl, Miss Isezaki, Is the Great Saintess Returned from Another World~ And I, Suddenly Awakened as Her Exclusive Mana Supply Uncle, Travel Between Earth and Another World with Time-Space Magic~ - 121. Isezaki-san's Cooking Class

121. Isezaki-san’s Cooking Class

As promised, at noon. The lunchtime TV program started coincidentally as the doorbell rang, and Isezaki-san came to my house.

“Hello, sir. I’m counting on you today.”

“Oh no, the pleasure is mine. Please come in.”

“Yes, thank you for having me.”

I guided the bouncing Isezaki-san into my home.

I noticed that Isezaki-san was holding a handbag. I thought I had everything I needed here, but maybe something was missing.

Once inside the kitchen, Isezaki-san promptly took out unfamiliar utensils from her bag. It’s a meat mincer, a tool that can mince meat by putting it in and turning the handle.

According to Isezaki-san, mincing is a cooking method even in the other world, but apparently, they only mince wild animals and livestock, not monster meat.

Certainly, in Japan, minced meat using high-quality meat sometimes becomes a topic of conversation, but the fact that it’s a topic means it’s not something done commonly.

Whether it’s refining subtle ingredients or enjoying delicious ingredients as they are, these are the basics of cooking in any world.

“However, by mincing, you can expand the variety of dishes. So, this time, I’ll teach you recipes using minced meat!”

Saying that, Isezaki-san put on the apron she took out of her bag.

It’s a light pink apron with a cute little character printed on it. Yeah, it suits Isezaki-san and is a very cute apron.

“Oh, an apron, huh. I wonder if it’s better to wear one after all?”

I do cook occasionally, but I’ve never worn an apron. Should I buy one after all?

“Hehe, I thought so too!”

With a slightly proud expression, Isezaki-san rummaged through her bag and took out a light blue apron.

“I’ll give this one to you, sir!”

She handed me the apron, which also had a small, cute character illustration on it. Perhaps it’s a matching set.

But regardless of the matching set, to be honest, it’s a bit tough for an old guy like me to wear such a small, cute apron.

However, it’s an apron that Isezaki-san prepared for me, so there’s no choice but to use it.

I mustered up my courage to put on the apron, and as the reflection of the cute apron-wearing old guy appeared on the stainless steel of the sink, I reflexively averted my gaze.

Seeing me like that, Isezaki-san clasped her hands together and her eyes sparkled with satisfaction.

“Wow, it suits you perfectly! As expected of you!”

“I-is that so? Thank you, haha…”

There’s no choice but to use it, but please forgive me if my face twitches a bit. But while Isezaki-san looks at me with upturned eyes, she blushes and fidgets.

“It really suits you… A-and, with matching aprons, it’s like we’re—”

“Yeah, it’s like we’re in a club. I’ve seen on TV where all the home economics club members wear matching aprons.”

I felt that too. A club… it’s kind of nostalgic. Thinking that way, this apron doesn’t seem so bad after all.

“…Yes, it’s just like being in a club, hehe… So, shall we proceed with the home economics club’s cooking practice…”

With a somewhat awkward smile, Isezaki-san said it. Huh, did I say something strange?

With that, the cooking practice with monster meat finally began.