I bought ingredients for dinner at a grocery store near Shimurin’s workshop. Then I made broiled beef and dumplings using 3 star Michelin recipes. The delicious smell wafted through the mansion and Shimurin, who initially claimed disinterest, also came to the table.

“What’s this? What’s that?”

She kept asking as she ate every dish. Eventually, she sat and we all ate together.

“Mmm. Gulp. I see.”

Boss feared Shimurin would steal the food from her plate, so she hurriedly swallowed the last dumpling and nodded.

“Yes.”

I just finished explaining about the transnational peace conference. I also told her about meeting Yoo Yeonha, Rachel, and the others. The last major event, Baal’s descent, would take place at the conference.

“Hmm…”

Nom, nom. Boss pondered as she chewed a mouthful of dumplings. Nom, nom. She must be deeply contemplating. Nom, nom. Probably about Bell’s true identity and his relationship with Yi Yeonjun and Baal…

Tak—

Shimurin suddenly set down her fork.

“Mmm…”

She turned to us and smiled.

“Your claim from another world seems to be true. You know about this world’s future and your magic power is different from ours.”

We silently stared at her. Neither of us felt surprised because...