My Beloved Dog is the Strongest in Another World

Liza helped me

“I’m sorry, but do you have any eggs?”

“Yes. …Here.”

“Thank you. So they are exactly the same…”

“Mr. Takumi?”

“Ah, nevermind. You crack the egg like this…”

It was possible that they were called something else, but the cooks understood at once. Well, they might have been a little on the large side. But that could be true for any type of egg.

I cracked it with one hand into the bowl…and saw that it was the same on the inside as well.

“Mix it…there. It’s starting to stick together now.”

“Just wait a minute. You can help after this part, okay?”

“Okay. How exciting…”

Liza nodded as her tail wagged enthusiastically.

“Alright, it’s done. …Ms. Helena.”

“Yes, what is it?”

“Can you make the same thing… As much of it as possible? Since there are a lot of people…including Leo and the fenrirs.”

“And Rahle!”

“That’s right. Rahle too.”

“Certainly. We will do it.”

“Yes!”

I had only made enough for two to three people, so it was not enough to feed the people of the mansion.

Especially since Mr. Ekenhart and Leo ate so much. It was best to make a lot, just in case.

Besides, Leo and the fenrirs were exercising now, so they would likely be hungrier than usual…

Ms. Helena agreed, and she called the other cooks, and they started the work of making more.

“Now, you can help with this part, Liza.”

“Yay! I get to help papa!”

Why did she want to help so much?

Still, she was clearly having fun, which was nice to see.

I would have patted her on the head, only the ground meat would get on her hair.

As for mixing the meat, it was best to do it in cold conditions, and so we used cold water to keep our hands cool

And so I had Liza put her hands in the water as well, and shape the meat with a low temperature.

“Liza. Make them so that they are the size of your palm. Like this… And move them back and forth between your hands.”

“Uh… Like this?”

“Hmm. Maybe a little smaller?”

“Okay! It feels funny!”

With making such things, part of the charm was seeing the difference in size and shape depending on who made it.

If you wanted them all to be exactly the same, you would have to ask a professional.

As Liza moved them back and forth in her hands and shaped them, she noted the strange feel of the meat.

Well, she didn’t cook, and wouldn’t usually handle minced meat.

“Make sure that it’s properly flat… Otherwise, it might not cook though.”

“Yes. Uh…it’s fine!”

“It looks alright. And lastly…this is the secret to making it taste good!”

“Oh! It has a dent in it!”

“Hehe. I thought of it myself. Interesting, isn’t it?”

“Amazing!”

“Indeed, indeed.”

As Liza praised me so much, I got a little carried away.

She was young and didn’t know anything about cooking, and so everything was so new to her.

Of course, nothing I was doing was actually difficult.

Though, I was now in danger of becoming more interested in cooking.

“Alright, now I’ll pass the technique on to you.”

“Pass on!”

“Just use your finger to press it like this. And then…”

“There!”

“Now you are able to do it too. See. Do you want to try it again?”

“Yes! Take it in your hands, move back and forth, and when flat, press it in!”

“Oh, you’re very good at it.”

After doing it once, Liza had memorized the process. She absorbed things very quickly.

In the meantime, Ms. Helena and the others continued to make more of the shapes as well.

Liza’s was smaller than the others, but it was cute.

After that, the only thing left to do was cook them.

At this point, it should be pretty obvious what I was making.

It would usually contain onions, but Leo used to be a dog, so I decided to not use them.

A Silver Fenrir might be fine, as they were different. But I wanted to be safe.

Besides, it was possible they didn’t even have them here…