
Tohrei walked slowly to a room used for cooking called the kitchen. “Ifrit, how are you developing?” Tohrei said that as soon as he entered the kitchen.
But Tohrei suddenly fell silent at the sight in the kitchen.
“Ah..., my lord, sorry to make you come here and see this bad sight.” Ifrit felt guilty.
The kitchen was in a fire. Um.., actually this is a fire. The kitchen was filled with fire and various items there became charred. The surroundings were blackened because of the fire.
Ifrit's face and the apron he was wearing also looked black. Although his clothes looked charred and slightly burnt, Ifrit looked fine. Of course, it was because he was a fire spirit.
“Are you okay...?”
“I'm fine.” Ifrit answered flatly.
“But the clothes and kitchen behind you don't look okay.
“I know it.”
“....”
“...”
“Hah...., Ifrit, are you sure you still want to learn to cook?” Tohrei sighed looking at Ifrit's actions.
“I will still learn to cook, I want to help you in cooking.” Ifrit established his goal.
How did this happen?
Ifrit some time ago said that he wanted to help with cooking. But the results were very disappointing. Whatever food he makes will be black because of the scorching. So, Tohrei makes an appointment to help her cook because Ifrit really wants to be able to cook.
During this time Ifrit helped Tohrei do household chores because previously only Tohrei took care of this place. But the only thing he doesn't know is cooking.
Tohrei made an appointment to learn to cook this morning and Ifrit said he would be self-taught until Tohrei came. But until the results are even chaotic.
Tohrei first used water magic to extinguish the fire then he used his other skill.
“” Tohrei says his skill is clean. The skill is able to clean up various dirty things one of which is this. Instantly the kitchen which was originally black due to the charred became clean.
“Oh yes, you should put out the fire that still burns your clothes and then change.” Tohrei turned his face away.
“Good.” Ifrit immediately extinguished the fire with his power.
“Maybe this could replace that outfit.” Tohrei flicked his finger and in an instant the clothes of Ifrit changed and the clothes that had been burnt and hollow due to burning disappeared just like that.
“So just go.” Then they cook. What they will cook is an omelette.
The first experiment: The omelets they made were completely black. It tastes very bitter.
Second try: The second omelet is just a little charred, but it doesn't taste so good.
Finally the third experiment.
“Well, the third try is not bad, this is just too salty. This includes delicious for me.” Tohrei smiled in praise of Ifrit.
Hearing his cooking succeed and being praised by Tohrei, Ifrit smiled happily. “Thank you for your praise, my lord. I will always remember the compliments you gave me.” Ifrit suddenly knelt down.
“Have it been, you don't need to kneel just for being praised.”
“If that's what you want.” Ifrit immediately stood back up.
“Then take a shower and wake up Ikumi and call someone else. I'll prepare breakfast for you all. Just because you're hungry doesn't mean you can't enjoy food, right?”
“I'll do it soon.” Ifrit came out of the kitchen.
“Now let's make breakfast.” Tohrei said it as soon as Ifrit left.