A Chaotic Celebration Party

The Blackmore mansion was in an uproar, especially in the kitchen, where I had planned to cook for a victory feast to celebrate our conquest of the dungeon we had just cleared.

I carefully arranged the cooking utensils on the countertop, my mind drifting back to the recipes and cooking techniques I had learned back on Earth as a Japanese man. After some deliberation, I made my decision. I had already sent Mark and Nyssa to buy the ingredients we needed.

My personal maids—Elan, Vivin, and Mia—were quick to voice their disapproval.

"It's inappropriate for the eldest son and heir of the Blackmore family, not to mention the future hero of the Braveheart Kingdom, to cook with his own hands," Elan said sternly.

"Especially if it's for your friends and the maids, Master Naoki," Vivin added, folding her arms.