I Became a Blind Swordsman at the Academy chapter 73

73. Master’s cooking skills

Krektar is dead.

There was no reward to take from him.

Those who caught the demons used to cut off the horns of the demons to prove their achievements, but I didn’t have to because I didn’t belong anywhere.

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Pretending to belong somewhere… It would be difficult if no institution came to dispose of the demon’s corpse.

In the end, all I got was experience.

The level has risen by 2 levels and is now level 35.

Because the difference in level wasn’t as great as that of Richie… I didn’t get the feeling that it had risen significantly.

I spent all my remaining skill points.

Since there was no major fight for the time being, I thought that this was enough for Yeokcheon, so I spent points on two skills that should be considered useful on a daily basis.

Acupuncture increased from level 3 to level 5, and excellent senses increased from level 7 to level 10.

Wouldn’t it be better if the numbers were clear?

In the case of the acupuncture skill, there was a lot of knowledge that could be gained per point, probably because it was a skill related to treatment rather than combat.

At level 5, it was the skill level required to heal Antony’s daughter, Emilia.

Even in the case of superior senses, progress has been made.

Now, if you focus on hearing, you can hear people’s heartbeats from afar.

…If you do well, you might even be able to tell them apart.

This superhuman sense will be useful in the future.

If there was one remaining problem, it was when Eisel noticed that Krektar was dead.

If she finds out about this, she will sense that things are going strangely.

Krekthar had to die.

He couldn’t have waited for Aizel to get rid of him.

so it couldn’t be

It would have been better to have it done in advance.

Eventually things had to happen, and I couldn’t stand still.

Even though he seems to have been out of the academy for a bit lately, Barsium didn’t even show his nose.

‘Isn’t the guy who didn’t appear in the game not appear here either…’

I couldn’t confirm it, but for now, it seemed more likely that it was so.

Just because he doesn’t show up doesn’t mean I don’t have to go looking for him. First of all, I had to see it as an unknown enemy who didn’t know what kind of attack it would attack.

Anyway, back at the academy, I was taking a ‘rest’ as promised with Sierra.

Since it was also a weekend, I decided to rest in the dormitory.

For breakfast, I bought chicken soup from ‘Crenber Soup’ and ate it.

“…mmm.”

[What’s wrong, it’s a soup I’ve been eating well… Did it suddenly not suit my taste? ]

As I drool while eating soup, Sierra asked me that.

“Because I don’t like the taste.”

Upon hearing my answer, Sierra clicked her tongue and then opened her mouth.

[ …I wonder if my tongue has gotten weird after drinking so many tasteless elixirs. ]

Sierra’s eyebrows go up as she puts her finger on her lips.

If this is a side effect of the elixir, should it be regarded as a side effect?

Soon after, Sierra’s meaningful laughter is heard as she rolls her purple eyes and thinks deeply.

What else are you trying to say?

[Whoops… I can’t do it, I think the time has come to show off the original woman’s cooking skills. ]

At Sierra’s continued words, I stopped the spoon holding the soup.

‘Cooking…?’

I wondered.

“…How does Master cook?”

Sierra, who can be seen as a spiritual body, would not be able to reach the ingredients, let alone cook.

Then Sierra narrowed her eyes and raised her finger to touch my body.

[Everything has a way. ……Isn’t your body there? ]

Sierra was saying that she would use my body.

I understand what you are saying.

Sierra was impossible to possess, so I had to assume it wasn’t that way… In my head, I remembered an animation in which a mouse controlled a person’s body to cook.

“hahahaha, I don’t have any talent for cooking… I think both Master and I will be uncomfortable.”

[ Okay. The original woman’s cooking skills are excellent, so trust her. ]

Eventually, after finishing the soup, Sierra and I went out to buy ingredients for cooking.

She didn’t tell me what to cook.

I’ll let you know when the dish is done.

I went to the market inside the academy and bought all sorts of vegetables, oriental spices, and a long fish.

It looked like an eel… but it was a little more grotesque than an eel.

It is said that it is a fish that can only be found in the East, but the merchant man who explained to me said, ‘This is so good for men’ and tapped my shoulder.

In fact, I remember that the food made with this guy had a fairly high recovery rate in the game.

It was so expensive.

[Well, it had that kind of effect… I heard it’s good for stamina…]

…I guess I didn’t even know that it was ‘good for men’.

So I bought the materials and returned to the dormitory.

When I put the ingredients on one side of the kitchen, Sierra stepped forward to cook.

Sierra sneaks up behind my back.

Eventually, she came to hug me from behind.

“…Master?”

[Well, if you do this, the original woman will be able to cook. ]

To my embarrassment, Sierra comforted me with a soft voice, but it wasn’t because I was uncomfortable.

Her breasts were completely pressed against my back.

It was a yard where skill points were consumed for her already excellent senses, so she could feel her breasts touching her back very well.

‘Let’s focus on cooking.’

You’ll be fine if you focus on other things.

Soon, Sierra puts her face on my shoulder and grabs my arms one by one with both hands.

First was the material handling.

Sierra put my hand to the cleaver and told me to pick it up, and I picked it up right away.

Sierra bursts into laughter.

[Puhyuk… Judging by the fact that he’s holding a kitchen knife like a sword, it seems right that our apprentice isn’t familiar with cooking. ]

I was not good at cooking.

I was used to buying food all the time.

Then, the cutting of vegetables began.

However, no matter how good Sierra was at cooking, she and I couldn’t help but feel uncomfortable in this state.

The shape of the vegetables was a bit sloppy.

[I thought my pupil was good with his hands…]

Sierra, who was examining the vegetables, muttered that and moved my arm to pick up the fish.

When it comes to manual dexterity, do you mean sharpening a sword?

Since I am being served by Sierra, the thought that it would be good for me to take care of ‘Sierra’ passed by for a moment.

Rather, Sierra, who was trying to clean the fish, was stretching out her arm to grab my arm a little closer, so her chest that was touching my back was twitching.

At this point, it was a level of pressure.

at that time…

“…”

…My fingers were cut by a kitchen knife because of my concentration.

A small drop of blood was seeping from the cut index finger.

[My, disciple, are you okay? ]

“It’s okay. I couldn’t concentrate for a moment.”

He replied with a smile at Sierra’s worried voice.

She immediately moved my left arm where the injured finger was.

Naturally, a finger points to her face.

Eventually, my index finger enters Sierra’s mouth, where blood was coming out.

“uh…”

Sierra, who held my finger, opens her mouth after my embarrassed exclamation.

[It’s no different from ‘treatment’…]

Sierra, who had blush on both cheeks, left those words and started sucking her fingers.

The sound of her sucking fingers echoes in my head.

His fingers felt how soft Sierra’s tongue was… how it moved and how hot the heat was in her mouth.

“…”

It was very stimulating.

It was fortunate that Sierra couldn’t see my lower body in this state.

I wonder if the blood is delicious?

Sierra was sucking her finger appetizingly.

There seemed to be a strong possibility that it was the influence of the urethra made of blood-sucking iron.

Before long, my fingers slipped out of Sierra’s mouth.

Her thick saliva stretched from her lips to her fingers.

[The blood seems to have stopped to some extent. ]

For some reason, there was a bit of regret in Sierra’s voice.

Surprisingly, the wound had really healed and the blood had stopped.

Is it because of her ability or a small wound?

Sierra, who soon discovered the saliva that had been dripping, finished it off by licking her fingers.

“…Kuhmm. Let’s finish cooking.”

I cleared my throat and picked up a knife to ventilate the strange atmosphere.

Sierra grabbed my arms again and continued cooking as she moved them.

I tried my best not to cut my fingers.

That’s how the fish was safely finished, and after that, I didn’t have to pick up a knife.

The process of grilling fish and stir-frying vegetables continued.

Sprinkle spices in the middle and start to smell delicious.

Soon, the dish was complete.

[This is a dish that the original woman often ate. I don’t know if it will fit our student’s mouth, but I can be proud of the taste…! ]

Sierra spoke excitedly as her hands moved the food to the bowl.

Apparently Sierra was confident in her cooking.

Although the shape was a little… sloppy, it couldn’t be helped, but the smell was fine.

But it smells pungent.

It seems that the spices sprinkled in the middle gave it a spicy taste.

I wasn’t sure about spicy food.

‘Spicy curry was hard to eat, but it’s a spicy fish dish…’

Why do people like spicy food?

With that thought in mind, I set the bowl down on the table.

He then took a spoon and sat down.

Sierra watched me silently from the side, anticipating what my reaction would be.

I took a piece of boned fish that was easy to eat and vegetables served next to it with a fork.

and put it in your mouth

[How about the original woman’s cooking skills…?! ]

I chewed my food down and opened my mouth to give her an answer.

“…is it delicious?”

Contrary to the smell, it wasn’t that spicy.

Just moderately spicy.

It felt much more delicious because it was a dish with Sierra’s sincerity.

The food was quickly eaten.

It was a quality meal that would have been okay to pay for and eat.

[hehehe, I didn’t expect to eat it this fast… It seems that the original daughter has regained our student’s lost sense of taste. Be proud. ]

Sierra, who watched me finish eating, said that with a smile as she put her hands together.

“Good meal, Master.”

[I’ll do it again anytime if you want. But next time, I think it would be better for the original woman to cook in front of me. …since it’s behind me, it’s hard to reach. ]

Sierra, who was touching her lips, said.

I pictured her standing in front of me and cooking.

…It seems that something very embarrassing will happen with a high probability.

“…I guess so.”

That said, he said he would cook for me with a good heart, but he couldn’t refuse, so he nodded and replied, then got up and cleaned the dishes.

“It feels like I’m in my room all day. Why don’t we go out for a short walk?”

After clearing the dishes, he approached Sierra and suggested taking a walk.

There was nothing more to do in the room.

It was because I was anxious to stay still after wandering around every time.

[It’s a long-awaited break, so how about going alone? Sometimes I think I need some alone time…]

Sierra was taking care of me.

As for me, if she was happy to be by my side, I enjoyed it, but she never got in the way.

“Then… I’ll be back for a bit. I’ll have to go and do some cleaning in return for the cooking.”

[Yeah, that’s okay. Not a single rust on the urethra…! Hurry up and go…! ]

At my answer, which was still smiling, Sierra moved away from me, wrapped her arms around her body, and shrank.

I smiled at Sierra, put on my coat, and left the room.

‘It’s been a while since I went out alone.’

***

Krektar’s sudden death.

Correlation with Zeto, which was the only variable in the regression.

My head was so complicated that I had to organize my thoughts.

I came to a small flower garden in the academy.

It was the place where Zeto from the previous episode had brought me.

I don’t know why this flower garden exists or who set it up… but it wasn’t a popular place for the hot-blooded cadets, so the area around it was always quiet.

I was still curious.

Why did he, who cannot even see flowers, bring me to this flower garden?

Just because you like the scent?

For that reason, Jetto did not know much about flowers.

Still, he brought me here.

As if you knew that I like flowers.

At that time, I was on the verge of collapsing.

Give up.

That was when I was thinking about it.

…Now that I think about it, maybe I just wanted to fool Zeto.

Because he understood the existence of me at some point.

Jetto held my hand so I wouldn’t give up.