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- Truude-sama, even if you weren't familiar with her, a specialist of your caliber wouldn't compromise on quality, form, or the beauty of the presentation. I assure you, it's excellent – any decent cook would only dream of such a result, - the miko nodded. - If we have the time and opportunity, it would probably be better to prepare different variations of the dishes; I appreciate Edgelord-kun's care for my taste, but there will be different people there after all. But if there isn't an opportunity, that's not a problem, this will be more than enough. Especially since it will definitely please Akiacchi.
For some time after this comment, other fish were also prepared - tanedka, hayamka, miyuka, satomka, inorka, each was cut either into thin slices or into cubes that would be convenient to pick up with chopsticks, but due to their absence, the participants of the picnic would have to do it with their hands or other cutlery... Or they would have had to. While the women were bustling in the kitchen, Lord, who had managed to take a nap, took on another task. He sawed one of the restaurant logs into small, thin pieces, chopped them into thin strips with a knife, and sanded them with sandpaper until they reached the desired state - one end was rectangular, and the other rounded. The thickness of the resulting sticks decreased from one end to the other. In conclusion, he coated them with a human-safe wax sealant, and thus, the most real chopsticks were ready. By the time he finished, the work in the kitchen was also finished - the fish was joined by rice, various raw vegetables, and even boiled shrimp and mussels. Truude had to make the sauce from available ingredients, so there was no hope for an exotic spice like wasabi. But in any case, everything was ready for the picnic.