The Three Who Would Give Everything For Fine Food

Miss Qingliya sat in the center of her room with a happy yet elegant smile.

She watched Young Master Naiye, whom she’d only just met and was meeting for the first time, fidgeting in front of her.

Since birth until now, Qingliya had never been so bold as to bring a man she’d just met back to her room.

It didn’t seem like such a big deal—after all, she’d seen other young ladies bring several different types of beautiful girls back before.

But Naiye Lycoris, this noble young master wasn’t timid at all; he wasn’t bound by the usual restrained rules and inconveniences.

Moreover, his notions about gender weren’t so rigid, perhaps because of his status as a noble young master.

No matter how strong a woman might be, in rank and status she simply wasn’t his equal.

In fact, Qingliya Whitewing’s status was slightly lower than Young Master Naiye’s.

But the most important reason was that he hailed from the Lycoris territory far outside the Academy.

—Her mother had once said that one reason to support Lycoris was both the then clan head (Naiye’s father) and his resolute heart.

Especially since Qingliya had read a bit of history; it was said that the lands east of the Academy—namely the Lycoris territory—were actually rather poor.

The soil, climate, and other natural conditions were not good.

But after Lycoris developed magical technology, many problems were solved!

That was also why the whole region revolved around Lycoris.

Lycoris could truly be called a hegemon among nobles; otherwise it wouldn’t have so easily stood behind—or even on equal footing with—the Four Great Knight Families.

“Young Lady, won’t it hurt…”

The maid on the left, Ming with the big glasses, asked in a bit of a panic.

She was a pampered child of nobility.

This pampering specifically meant a woman of the Auriel Kingdom who feared fighting and feared pain.

In fact, Maid Ming was excellent in noble etiquette and various life skills.

Especially in cooking; the head chef had praised Ming Kotkin’s culinary talent.

She truly couldn’t fight, but she loved eating her own cooking—even if the dishes were strange and sometimes awful, she was full of conviction.

Qingliya strongly agreed with this culinary philosophy, and so she began to comfort her.

“Don’t be afraid, it’s just a hand swap, and it’s only a bionic limb, not like wielding a sword in battle—it won’t hurt.”

“Alright, though it seems we haven’t changed them in about two years.”

Ming’s left hand and left foot were at the amputated stumps; her original bionic limbs were easily removed by Young Master Naiye.

She hadn’t seen her mutilated parts in a long time, and it frightened her a little.

Perhaps that was Ming’s real fear—after all, who wouldn’t be afraid of such a thing.

“……”

But she was only somewhat afraid; it didn’t shake her inner self—one could say she was very brave.

How did Maid Ming lose her hand and foot?

Back when she was cooking, to increase the heat she mistakenly added some unknown ingredient!

The result wasn’t just the whole kitchen exploding—one of her hands and one of her feet were severely injured.

If she had undergone long-term recovery it would have been fine, but Ming chose the newly available bionic limbs so she could keep cooking—though there was a cost: the bionic limbs would replace the original hand and foot.

In the end, in just a few days her body recovered.

One had to admit she was lucky; the explosion had actually been extraordinarily powerful.

That she suffered only severe injuries to one hand and one foot was practically a miracle!

“Mm…”

“Spring, is this the first time a man has seen your body?”

“I… I…”

The female guard-knight Spring blushed crimson and couldn’t answer Miss Qingliya’s sudden question.

She has been like this from the start: Maid Ming was fearful, while the tall, strong female knight Spring was extremely shy, like a little girl.

To avoid getting in the way, they had all basically stripped off most of their clothes, leaving only pretty, cute lace underwear.

It was the first time the plump, healthy body of the female knight Spring had been seen by a man; she didn’t really understand these matters, so she was very shy.

Spring’s body was sound; she hadn’t used prosthetic limbs. Her right leg had simply been badly injured and poorly cared for.

Luckily it didn’t need to be amputated, but it still required assistance from magical technology’s bionic techniques.

In her words, her right leg was always a step slower, sometimes even numb.

But compared to Qingliya and Maid Ming she was much better off, and her mindset was much calmer.

After all, a female knight in battle had long since steeled her resolve.

Lastly, Miss Qingliya Whitewing.

On her smooth, white, flawless skin, both her arms showed conspicuous amputated stumps!

Like an exquisite yet broken beautiful doll…

She lay quietly on the chair, but her expression was very calm, her crimson eyes exceptionally resolute.

She was both extremely beautiful and elegant, and tormented by her broken body.

But the gastronome young lady’s crimson pupils showed no sorrow or mourning; instead they sparkled with vitality.

She eagerly anticipated whether Young Master Naiye’s bionic limbs could make her better.

When he had peeped earlier, Young Master Naiye must have noticed that all three of their bodies had their own stiffness.

This actually greatly affected daily life! Sometimes suddenly being unable to exert force was very distressing.

As for why Miss Qingliya’s hands were like that—after learning the reason, Naiye was very surprised…

Qingliya Whitewing’s favorite thing was tasting fine food, and while tasting food she accidentally touched her own bomb…

With extremely bad luck, the bombs inside reacted chain-wise!

It ultimately caused such a catastrophe!

Afterwards the bombs were specially placed in her black handbag—a bag specially made so that even if the bombs exploded inside, the bag would not be destroyed!

When Young Master Naiye heard the reasons for the three of them, he was utterly speechless… extremely surprised!

To put it plainly, these three gastronomes had completely abandoned everything for the sake of food!

And it didn’t have much effect afterward! They ate when they were to eat, cooked when they were to cook, and continued to fight when they needed to fight.

What terrifying willpower!—In the next instant Young Master Naiye greatly admired the three of them.

Their injuries were hardly anything; they continued to live steadfastly and happily, kept eating the foods they loved, and were very optimistic!

And that was enough!

Their culinary philosophy had never stopped!

Among them, the female knight’s injuries were the lightest; after all she was a knight and her body was still capable, and becoming like this was entirely due to her own recklessness—an ordinary person’s thigh surely wouldn’t have survived.

In that case, Dr. Emira’s bionic limbs would be very useful.

Young Master Naiye took out three small vials from his spatial magic circle once more.

“Come, I’ll need a few drops of your blood.”