The Demon Prince goes to the Academy

eating?

“Are you eating that as is?”

She had a tray full of sausages, munching away on them.
At my incredulous attitude, Ellen pointed to the sausages she was eating.

“You can eat the sausages just like that.”

“Yeah, maybe because they were smoked.
But why do you just eat cold sausages?”

She ran out of snacks, so she rummaged through the food storage and found those sausages.
They were already precooked, so she probably just ate them as is.

“Couldn’t you have just turned on the stove, put them in a frying pan and rolled them around in there for a bit, before eating them? Is that so difficult to do?”

Use some cookware, for pete’s sake!

I didn’t put some kitchen disaster or ditz attribute on you! I mean, you were supposed to be smart!

Why was this intelligent person acting like a bum?

Ellen shook her head at my words.

“Too annoying.”

“You don’t know how, do you?”

“I haven’t tried.”

You were telling me that you were too lazy to find out how to use them.
She had such an annoying attribute.
This scene made me angry just by looking at it.

“Give them here.”

“……”

Ellen looked at me quietly when I took the plate of sausages.
What? Were you telling me to give them back to you? If you really were a gluttonous character, that’s what you’d do, huh? However, she didn’t tell me to put the plate back down, she just looked at me.

Either way, I took out some more sausages, put them in a frying pan and heated them enough to consume at least.
Why was she eating raw food that was of even higher quality than regular sausages made with the finest ingredients?

When I took the sausages from the stove, Ellen was still staring at me.

I could see now why she stayed still.

“Did she think I would make things for her in the future as well?”

I felt like she knew for certain that I would fry the sausages.
That was why she stayed silent.

As I said, I may be an ill tempered person, but I wasn’t completely cold-hearted.

So even though I had that kind of temperament, I would still share this meal with this cold person.

We started to eat the sausages with a fork.

“How good is this, huh? The juice is practically bursting out of it, and here you were trying to eat it raw like a dog on the street.”

Ellen continued to eat, ignoring my nagging.
It didn’t matter what I said, she wouldn’t particularly care.

‘I’ll eat it anyway, woof.’

Was that it?

I ate some sausages for a while, before I put down my fork.

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Ellen did the same.

“Salty.”

“Yes.”

Ellen nodded at my words.

Since we only had sausages, it tasted really salty with nothing added to it.
Usually it would make sense to have rice as a side dish or maybe even a loaf of bread.

I wanted to eat more as I only had water and sausages, but I was too tired to make more.
Ellen didn’t seem like she wanted to leave, I didn’t either.

There were still fifteen more sausages left.

“Phew….”

I thought I was about to die because I felt so tired all over.
It would be a waste to just throw these away.
That said, we should make something with the leftovers, but seeing that she is only ever made me work, I felt kind of annoyed.

“Hey.
You do exactly what I tell you to do from now on.”

“?”

I was done volunteering.

She had to do something for her food now.

* * *

“Like this?”

“Yes, you’re doing good.”

Seeing the onions finely chopped, I nodded my head.
I didn’t really know how different handling a sword was from handling a cooking knife, but Ellen was able to do exactly as I ordered.

I guess it wasn’t a matter of being able to handle swords well, but a matter of having high levels of dexterity.

“Do you really not know how to cook?”

“No, this is my first time.”

It seemed like today was the first time that she touched a kitchen knife ever.
But seeing the level of her skill, even as a chef she’d do well.
Of course, she was too talented in combat to actually become one.

“Next are the carrots, same thing.”

-Kakakakaka

Watching the carrots getting chopped up in an instant, I proceeded telling her the next step.
It felt like I was controlling a virtual avatar.

I could do that as well, but I couldn’t at the moment.

I was so exhausted that I was rather confident that I would cut my fingers if I were to take up the kitchen knife.

I had no intention of doing anything too complicated.
There were a lot of different cooking utensils and ingredients in the kitchen, but it was night time.
It was just too annoying.

They had rice, but I was too tired to actually cook it.
Of course, I didn’t want to make new bread out of the flour as well.

So what I was going to do was stir fry vegetables along with rice in a pan with oil, then add water, put the sausages in, and boil it like porridge.  It’s visuals didn’t really matter to me.
So what if it was a sham version of a honey porridge, as long as it was edible.
It could maybe be called a Risotto?

It didn’t really matter to me and Ellen , who successfully managed to finish my introductory class to cheonggukjang.

To begin with, by my standards she seemed to have the taste buds of a wild dog as she was eating the sausages raw.

She’d eat anything as long as it was edible, or so it seemed.

Ellen began to stir, adding in the vegetables and rice, including minced garlic, just as I ordered.
She seemed to be the type of person who would do what they were asked to do in the right circumstances.

She deserved to be called my best midnight snack cooking student.

“Remember it, and from now on, cook for yourself.
You come here before me after all.”

“Annoying.”

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She didn’t want to do it, but it’s not like she can keep on getting fed by others.
It was interesting though that she did something she thought was annoying when someone ordered her to do it.
Of course, it was probably because the sausages tasted just too salty on their own.

I put in the sausages and water at the right timing, and soon they began to boil in the pan.
I put in some herbs.
The sausages were already salty enough, so I didn’t season them separately.

After the random sausage porridge was completed, we brought it back into the dining room.

Ellen scooped some of it up with her ladle as if there was nothing more to care about.

“!”

Then she opened her eyes wide.

Of course, it wasn’t because it was particularly delicious. 

“Did you think it wouldn’t be hot, shoving it into your mouth right out of the pan like that?”

“!!!!”

When I gave her a glass of water, she gulped it right down.
She was obviously smart and she had a good physique.

Was she the type that would get stupid because of her own hunger? Would she turn into an idiot faced with food?

“How is it? Much better, right? Huh? Isn’t it delicious?”

As I looked at her who kept eating after it cooled down, she stared back at me.

“I made it.”

“What? You just moved your arms, it was me who actually taught you how to make this.”

“But it was me who actually made it.”

What? Was she arguing with me right now? Was she picking a fight?

I’m 100% sure that she would overpower me in a 1-on-1.
Should I continue this?

Ellen scooped up a spoonful and blowed on it this time, then she said:

“We made it together.”

Somehow I felt like some petty bastard, so I didn’t say much after that.

No, I wasn’t just like a petty bastard, I actually way one.

* * *

When I returned to my room after having a midnight snack with Ellen, I found that someone was in my room.
I thought it was an employee.
Since the dormitory employees cleaned the rooms of the Royal Class students.

But they would usually clean up the room in the morning when I had classes.
It was a little unexpected for them to be here at night like this.

I had nothing in my room that shouldn’t be seen.
I organized and remembered the student list and then destroyed it.
The worker in maid clothes seemed roam around my room, but didn’t seem to pay any close attention to me.

However when I entered, the employee came over and closed the door on my behalf.

“……?”

What?

That was weird.

The employee looked at me and spoke briefly.

“Your Highness.”

“!”

“I’m Sarkegaar.”

I couldn’t even imagine how they planned on delivering messages to me, but it seemed like they’d actually just bring them to me personally!