I was accidentally injured by God and I just want to be an ordinary person

"Uh... nothing, let Lotte handle it."

——I didn’t expect that soba noodles in this world are called Paris Kingdom noodles... I remember that my sister seemed to make this often when she came to our house.

But unlike usual, Lotte, who had been in charge of the cooking, was a little hesitant when she took the noodles from the Kingdom of Paris.

"Lotte-chan, are you feeling unwell somewhere?"

“Eh? No, no, it’s just that this dish… is a little troublesome…”

"It's rare to find food that can even give the head maid a hard time."

Camisia's words were unanimously agreed upon. Everyone, including the little maid, curiously focused their eyes on the paper bag in Lotte's hand.

"Remember that Lotte was born in the Kingdom of Barris?"

"Yeah, that's right. I've never been good at it since I was little, so I know I can't do it well..."

"Well, if Lotte can't do it, then no one else can. Camisia and Iris are superiors and can't cook. My little maid and I aren't very good either. If Angelina comes, I feel like something bad will happen. We can only ask those soldiers for help, right?"

Ella sighed helplessly and was about to stand up to ask for help from the soldiers in the distance, but as soon as she saw the soldiers eating, Ella gave up the idea of ​​asking for help.

The soldiers prepared it just like they had done with the sea fish before, adding only salt as a basic seasoning. Other than that, it was just like throwing the "Paris Kingdom noodles" directly into boiling water.

When Ella was about to give up, Shen Gan's voice came from behind.

"I can do it."

I always feel like there's a sense of pride in his voice.

But Elise looked very surprised.

"Why? Fukagan is the one who looks the worst at cooking here!"

"I was forced to learn everything about bride training."

In other words, Fukagan is the only one in the group who can do it.

"Please, Fukagan."

"I didn't intend to refuse anyway."

Taking the paper bag of soba noodles from Ella, Fukagan began to prepare the dish. From her perfectly smooth movements, it could be seen that she must be quite good at cooking.

Soon, the "Paris Kingdom Noodles" were placed in front of everyone, along with a dipping sauce of their choice. Because the circle of eleven people, including the little girls and maids, was too large, the dipping sauce was distributed in the form of a small plate per person. Sitting next to Ella were Lotte and Fukagan, and next to them were Camisia and Iris. As for Angeline, she sat with Nina, who was opposite Ella.

"Wow, this is delicious! I can eat as much as I want of something this delicious!"

It seemed that this taste was very much to Angelini's taste. Now Angelini had eaten at least four bowls, and even the soldiers who noticed this from a distance were shocked.

"It's indeed delicious, but, Angelica-chan, this is already your fifth bowl, right?"

Although Iris also looked like she was enjoying the noodles, she had gained some control after the second bowl.

"Didn't Iris-senpai eat a lot too?"

"Fukan-chan, you're so skinny because you don't eat much, huh? You're seeing all the negative things about it."

Ella seemed to see Iris's gaze, and began to drift towards Shen Gan's chest next to her intentionally or unintentionally.

"Well... this can't be blamed on Miss Fukama. Everyone ate too fast, and Miss Fukama couldn't keep up with the preparations, so they didn't eat much."

After being told by Lotte, Angelica gave an embarrassed smile.

"Ahaha, sorry, but it's because Fukakan's cooking is so delicious that I accidentally—"

"Ah, the food made by Fukagan is really delicious. Much better than what I've had before."

While carefully savoring the delicious taste in her mouth, Ella recalled the soba noodles she had eaten before. If she remembered correctly, the ones made by her sister didn't seem as delicious as the ones made by Fukagan. Of course, this might also be because the seasonings used by both parties were different.

After glancing at Ella, Shen Gan focused his eyes on the food in the bowl and said helplessly.

"You're praising me for such a small amount. I really don't know what you're comparing me to."

"Huh? Fuka-chan, are you shy?"

Angelica tilted her head and looked at Shen Gan with an expression that was obviously expecting something, but Shen Gan responded as if he found it funny.

"That's because Angelina-senpai is overthinking things."

While playing with Shen Gan, Ella noticed that Lotte on her left seemed to be pouting and biting her chopsticks unwillingly.

"What's wrong?"

Startled by Ella's sudden question, Lotte immediately returned to normal and shook her head.

"It's nothing. I just thought that Miss Ella would be attracted to someone who can cook well, right?"

"Eh? That's not true. I just thought it was better than someone like me who can't do anything."

Although she is good at some dishes, Ella is not a good cook in general, so she naturally thinks that people who can cook are amazing.

"Well, I didn't volunteer to study."

Shen Gan sighed softly.

"But cooking skills aren't inherently bad. Compared to other things, they can be useful, so I don't dislike learning about cooking."

"Hey - Fuka-chan knows so many things, why do you have so few friends? I've always been the only one, right?"

Chapter 51: The Demon King's Caravan

After Angelini asked this question innocently, everyone looked at her with complicated eyes, but after seeing Angelini's innocent look of "Huh?", they sighed helplessly in their hearts.

"Ms. Angelica, please don't say it so bluntly..."

Following Lotte's words, everyone turned their gaze towards Shen Gan again. The feeling of being the center of attention made Shen Gan feel a little uncomfortable.

"What, what's wrong?"

"Actually, Fukagan-chan is, uh, how should I put it, a person who knows everything."

"Huh? Ah, um, yes, I studied a lot in order to get out of the house as soon as possible."

"She cooks delicious food, is cute, sings well, and plays an instrument—why do she have so few friends?"

Angelique looked like she was lost in thought, as if she was genuinely curious.

Although she always felt that she couldn't let Angeline talk about her friends all the time, Ella was also curious about this matter, so she let Angeline say it. If no one else stopped her, it meant that everyone was as curious as she was.

Before Shen Gan could answer, Iris gave the answer.

"Because Fuka-chan has a weird personality."

"The only thing I don't want to hear is from you, who is always pretending."

Not paying attention to what Shen Gan meant, Iris waved her hand and explained in a preachy tone.

"What are you talking about, Fuka-chan? Isn't it normal to change your attitude depending on the person?"

Because of her now obvious confrontational attitude, Ella felt someone poking her in the waist.

"Ms. Ella, please think of a solution quickly."

"Ahahaha, this 'Paris Kingdom Noodles' is really delicious."

"..."

Ella could clearly sense that Lotte was at a loss for words, so she quickly put down her bowl to stop her.

"Don't quarrel, it would be embarrassing if others saw us."

In fact, the soldiers who were closer to Ella were indeed trying to hold back their laughter, but there was still a sense of envy in their eyes.

"I wouldn't have done that if it wasn't for this person provoking me."

Shen Gan frowned, and there was obvious anger in his words.

Maybe Shen Gan and Iris are not compatible by nature. As Ella was thinking this, she heard Iris's voice from the right.

"Ah, that's because Fuka-chan seems like she's in the mood for a fight, right?"

Since Shen Gan and Iris were in close proximity, Ella was very worried that Shen Gan would just use his throwing skills to throw Iris out. Although Iris might react and counterattack before that, it would be a bad situation anyway, so Ella planned to completely reconcile the conflict.

Just as Ella was about to separate Iris and Fukagami, someone who could be a reasonable topic of conversation appeared in the terrain search.

"I'm very sorry to bother you, Master Mistin. This is a tentative plan. It lists the trade routes and commodities, the budget, the expected profits, and the dividends. As for your investment, I will repay it within two years, and the dividends thereafter will remain the same."

Handing a thick stack of papers to Ella who had stood up, Marudo's eyes were red—not with emotion, but with excitement and delight—and he stood with the butler. Although he still had a dejected expression, his entire aura was very different from before.

Ella hadn't seen him since they were on the boat. He must have been fully immersed in this matter since then.

Taking the paper, Ella glanced at it briefly. It was densely packed with numbers, arranged so neatly that even Ella could roughly understand the key points. Judging by the numerous revisions, these must have been made by the butler after Marudo and the butler met.

Overall, it was a sound plan, except for the blank column for Ella's investment.

She couldn't help but feel embarrassed. This should be a very important matter for Marudo, but she didn't give any clear instructions. She handed the plan to Camisia and Luty who stood up behind her, and Ella coughed lightly twice.

"Ahem, regarding the return of investment, isn't two years too fast? And if there are dividends, then a return wouldn't be necessary, right?"

"Two years should be enough. As for the return, please allow me to do so. This is to repay Master Mistin for saving us twice... and..."

Marudo, who had been in an agitated state, suddenly began to falter.

"Just say whatever you want to say."

"Thank you very much. Although these words are very rude to you, I ask that you give us a little more of the initial capital. We will definitely pay you back in the future!"

"Huh? Is that all? Since you can return it all within two years, you can take all the bounty."

Now that she could use the "F.Wing" game currency, the 50,000 bounty was just a small number to Ella, so she agreed to Marudo without much thought. Her previous desire to take it back was only due to her habit as a "hamster-type player" to hoard resources.

After Ella's conversation ended, Camisia finished reading the plan and added:

"Well, one more thing. Regarding your route, you plan to use the sea route to interact with the Western Demon Territory. After the communication with the Western Demon Territory is stable, you will then open a route to the Eastern Demon Territory, right? Since it's a sea route, we have an extra ship here that we can lend you. Um—that large merchant ship from earlier."

"I-It's that large merchant ship?! T-That's great! Thank you so much, Master Tilum!"

Upon hearing that it was that large merchant ship, Marudo began to tremble with excitement, and even the butler beside him looked shocked.

"Well, in that case, we'll have to revise the plan, Master Mistin. I'll go right now! I'll definitely give you the final results tomorrow!"

Grabbing the plan that had been handed back by Camisia, Marudo ran towards the boat, but was stopped by the butler.

"Maluda-sama... the matter of the Chamber of Commerce flag..."

"Ohhh! I actually forgot such an important thing. Damn it—Master Mistin, the flag and name of the Chamber of Commerce are now in your hands."

"The flag and the name?"

"Yes, since this has nothing to do with the family business, I cannot use the flag of the Marudo family. I plan to establish a caravan on my own."

"Hmm... Using the Demon King's flag... doesn't seem quite right. How about modifying it a bit, Camisia?"

Considering that modifying the Demon King's flag without permission might be considered disrespectful to the Demon King, Ella asked Camisia beforehand.

"No problem, Princess. Since this is a caravan related to you, we should fly a flag that matches yours."

Although she received Kamisia's affirmation, Ella had another trouble. She was not good at naming. Naming some small animals was already a headache for her, let alone an important matter concerning the honor of the caravan. Not only that, there was also the caravan flag, which sounded difficult to design. Ella could only rely on her memory to search for a pattern that could be used at this time.

—The pattern has to be simple, otherwise it'll look terrible. The fewer strokes, the better. And since it's a flag, it should be easy to remember, right? In that case... just give it a try. If it doesn't work, I'll have a reason to hand it over to Lotte.

On the Demon King's flag that Camisia took out, Ella added a few strokes of patterns that she had often seen before and handed it to Marudo.

"Hmm... Is this okay? If it's not quite right, I can ask my head maid Lotte to design it."

"Ohhh! Isn't this quite nice! Simple lines and a shape you'll remember once you see it. Master Mistin is indeed a man of Demon King blood!"

"Eh? Is it such a good thing? I thought I'd be laughed at."

After all, the one she drew on the flag was a once-common ">_<" expression, so it was normal for it to be rejected with comments like "How can you be so childish!". Instead, Ella was a little surprised by Marudo's admiring praise.

"How could this be a joke! This design perfectly reflects Master Mistin's status as a demon king. Those who don't know Master Mistin's character will be shocked by this extremely ferocious look. However, those who know Master Mistin's character will definitely see this look as a manifestation of your kindness and benevolence. It's no exaggeration to call this design genius!"

Marudo's series of praises made Camisia, who was standing beside him, nod repeatedly and look at Marudo with appreciation.

"I didn't expect that there are humans who can appreciate the princess's charm. I'll add a clause to the proposal: the Chamber of Commerce can exempt all customs duties within the demonic territory for one year."

"Yes, yes!"

Marudo nodded excitedly.

The praise from Camisia and Marudo made Ella feel that she had made a big deal out of it. She subconsciously imagined in her mind the caravan parading through the city with this flag hanging, and quickly reached out to snatch the flag back from Marudo.

"Ah, no no no, Marudo, this design really needs some revisions."