The hero's gender is yet to be determined after rebirth.

Kurara: "..."

Sylph gazed at the boy in the kitchen, her heart filled with turmoil.

Looking at him, I felt a sense of peace. Yes, it's true, it's true, we've definitely met before, we must know each other...

But... Sylph couldn't recall anything from the past, she just felt that the boy was very special to her.

I vaguely remember that I had been asleep for a while.

Just as he was about to wake up, it seemed that a blue-haired girl was looking at him from the core of the altar.

I should have woken up by now, but I had a gut feeling: this girl wasn't the one I was looking for...

Why did I wake up again?

Because this boy came...

"I'll get you a glass of water. Wait for us to cook. I don't know how long it's been since you've eaten." Kurara suppressed her doubts and politely greeted the elf girl.

When Kurara returned with the water, she noticed that the elven girl was still watching Loren.

Kurara went to the kitchen again.

Turning around abruptly, the elven girl was still gazing at Loren!

Kurara remained silent and returned to the kitchen, where she saw Lorenwei saying to Meilan, "You can learn from me and see how I make wife cakes."

"Wife cake?" Meilan asked curiously. "Isn't it supposed to be a 'rogue cake'?"

Lorenwei pouted: "...Can you please stop nitpicking my little mistakes? We have a friendship based on sharing steamed buns."

Meilan said seriously, "I didn't call you a scoundrel, only because we're friends."

"Thank you then." Lorenwei smiled wryly and began to teach Meilan how to make cakes.

She felt that princesses like Kula had no future in becoming virtuous wives and mothers, while foodies like Meilan had more potential.

A gourmet who cannot become a good chef is not a qualified foodie.

Kurara stood silently at the kitchen doorway, watching Lorenwei patiently teach Meilan.

Lorenwei worked quickly, finishing preparations in just a few minutes before starting to bake. When she turned around, she saw Kurara: "Hey, you've been standing here the whole time."

"Ah, I'll just watch the fun." Kurara laughed and turned to leave.

Lorenwei didn't take it seriously and asked Meilan next to her, "Did you remember how to make the pancake?"

"Huh? Do I have to write this down?" Meilan asked, looking puzzled.

“…” Lorenwei rolled her eyes.

As expected, stocks with potential don't easily hit the daily limit.

As Kurara turned to leave the kitchen, she noticed that the elven girl Sylph was still staring at the kitchen, her gaze fixed on Loren.

"..." Kurara didn't do much, she just quietly returned to her desk, took out her notebook from class, and began to take notes seriously.

Wife cake ingredients: cooked flour, white sugar, diced fatty pork, peanuts, lard...

The lard needs to be thoroughly mixed with the flour to form a shortening...

Bake over low heat until the pastry puffs up and turns golden brown.

After finishing writing, Kula closed her notebook, breathed a sigh of relief, and made a silent vow: I will definitely learn it!

Looking again at the elven girl Sylph, Kurara was astonished to find that she was still gazing at Loren...

Kurara scrutinized Siruf closely.

She was such a beautiful girl, with long, pure green hair, sparkling blue eyes, and a graceful figure, even more beautiful and charming than me.

Feeling inexplicably worried, Kurala quickly opened her notebook again, carefully recalled everything without missing anything, and then cautiously closed the notebook again.

Dinner was ready quickly.

Lorenwei called out, "Serve it! Chef Loren's dinner is ready!"

"It smells so good!" Meilan was already sitting at the table, gesturing wildly as if she wanted to start eating.

The elven girl also quietly sat down at the table, holding her knife and fork in a very common manner as she waited.

As Kurara washed her hands, she stared at the spot where the elf girl and Meilan were sitting: the two were sitting side by side on the four sides of the square table.

Then... you don't need to worry about the seats.

She wasn't in a hurry anymore. She went to the kitchen and helped Lorenwei bring out the food. Then she sat down next to Lorenwei.

"We were a bit rushed due to time constraints. The dishes are a fruit and vegetable salad made by Kurara, and the soup is corn chowder. Please make do with it," Lorenwei briefly explained.

Actually, everyone knows him; he was just making a cocky announcement.

"What is this called..." the elven girl Siluf asked curiously, looking at the golden, biscuit-like object.

Lorenwei smiled and said, "This is wife cake, one of the staple foods passed down from the brave warrior Mu Zhe!"

Kurara noticed that Sylph finally shifted her gaze from Lorenvie, but instead stared at the main dish, muttering, "Wife cake..."

"Do any believers pray before meals?" Lorenwei asked.

“I’m not!” Meilan shouted.

Lorenwei quickly reminded her, "You take the knife and fork."

Meilan picked it up a little awkwardly: "Let's start eating!"

Dang Dang Dang——

The three silver forks collided together by an incredible coincidence, seemingly sparking intense flames.

This is the battle of wife cakes!

Chapter 074: Lightning and Thunder at Dinner, Sylph's Laughter and Tears...

Three forks raised together, attacking the wife cake simultaneously.

As Lorenwei watched, she had a feeling that a burst of fire and lightning might appear.

"Oh dear, it seems everyone is quite hungry," Lorenwei laughed. "Don't worry, it's not as delicious as you imagine."

“Yes, I was too impatient.” Kurara gently put her fork away.

"I am indeed hungry." Meilan nodded simply. She saw Kula put away her fork, so she withdrew hers as well.

“…” Siruf looked at everyone and withdrew her fork.

“Alright, everyone, let’s get back to work!” Lorenwei announced again.

Click-click——

The three forks collided again... it was still the fierce battle above the wife cake.

Kurara blushed, Melanie looked completely at ease, and Sylph remained bewildered...

"Even a meal is so lively, let's have separate servings next time," Lorenwei sighed.

Meilan asked curiously, "What is the separate meal system? Does it mean everyone shares?"

"How can you share your husband's food?" Kurala exclaimed, but quickly realized her slip of the tongue, her face turning bright red: "No, I meant the wife cake, um, it's too small, not enough to share..."

She spoke with increasing uncertainty.

However, she was overthinking it. Meilan wiped the drool from the corner of her mouth. Sylph was still in a daze and didn't care much about her explanation.

"I'll divide it," Lorenwei said, standing up and starting to stick her knife and fork into the plate of wife cakes.

She forked a wife cake, holding it with a dinner knife in her right hand...

She hesitated.

Three beautiful women are gathered together, who should be served first?

The blush on Kula's face quickly faded, and she looked at her earnestly.

Meilan's eyes lit up, and she was practically drooling.

Sylph's gaze was also fixed on me. Although she looked a little confused, her expression was pitiful: I have amnesia, aren't you going to give me some cookies?

Lorenwei held the wife cake for a long time without moving it.

She regretted it!

Why should I stand up and divide the wife cake?

This is a life-or-death question!

She first looked at Kurala.

Noticing her gaze, Kurala blushed slightly and gently pushed her plate forward.

“Give them to the largest and smallest!” Lorenwei said softly.

"Huh? What?" Meilan didn't hear clearly.

Kula lowered her head, pushed the plate forward forcefully, and caught the wife cake.

Meilan pouted.

Lorenwei quickly forked the second wife cake and put it on Sylph's plate.

“Hey~~~~!” Meilan called out.

"Here it comes, here it comes! It's too hot to eat." Lorenwei quickly forked the third wife cake over.

"I'll eat it even if it's hot, wow—it's so hot!" Meilan fanned her mouth, complaining about the heat.

A bright red tongue sticks out, and a delicate white hand fanns it from the side, but the other hand still refuses to put down the wife cake.

"Potential stocks are meant to be nurtured!" Lorenwei watched as her tongue twitched and moved with increasing agility, and she couldn't help but feel a little distracted.

"Here, have some salad to cool down?" Lorenwei wanted to fork a plate of lettuce for Meilan.

The three women's eyes suddenly focused on the salad.

The next second, clang clang clang—

The three silver forks collided again.