Happy Life
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- I just made an assumption... It seemed like a plausible idea... - the priestess-scholar mumbled, embarrassed. - And I asked about the coat for a specific reason. Do those people who suffer from your "hobby" at least get a moment of peace in the winter? After all, you can't hide from the truth, and they spend all day at home. Unless... you... - she decided not to finish the sentence.
- That's... an interesting metaphor. Just as an onigiri can have different fillings, so too can a priest's head be filled with specific ideas. And sometimes you bite into a "priest," and it turns out to be unexpectedly filled with wasabi, burning through your flesh. Yes, perhaps that's a fitting comparison, - she glanced around, trying not to see the local abbot. - Steak? Predictable, ha-ha, - the priestess-food critic smiled. - Uh, I mean, someone once told me that the best cooks are women because men can only cook a piece of meat, and even then, they burn it to a crisp. Who was that? I can't remember; the magnetic field is interfering. Maybe it was me. Well, in any case, steak is not bad, although it's a bit heavy for me. You know, I've heard rumors about sectarians - ordinary people, not some monsters or exotic buruaks, who don't eat meat, but not because they're poor, but because they prefer locusts and crickets instead. It's amazing. And water - in my opinion, it's acceptable, but readers might not find that option interesting. So, if there's anything else, you can mention it.
- What else was left?
- That's... an interesting metaphor. Just as an onigiri can have different fillings, so too can a priest's head be filled with specific ideas. And sometimes you bite into a "priest," and it turns out to be unexpectedly filled with wasabi, burning through your flesh. Yes, perhaps that's a fitting comparison, - she glanced around, trying not to see the local abbot. - Steak? Predictable, ha-ha, - the priestess-food critic smiled. - Uh, I mean, someone once told me that the best cooks are women because men can only cook a piece of meat, and even then, they burn it to a crisp. Who was that? I can't remember; the magnetic field is interfering. Maybe it was me. Well, in any case, steak is not bad, although it's a bit heavy for me. You know, I've heard rumors about sectarians - ordinary people, not some monsters or exotic buruaks, who don't eat meat, but not because they're poor, but because they prefer locusts and crickets instead. It's amazing. And water - in my opinion, it's acceptable, but readers might not find that option interesting. So, if there's anything else, you can mention it.
- What else was left?
My sword, my trusted ally, unphased by my aspect.
