A Stay-at-home Dad’s Restaurant In An Alternate World (WN)

Gulp.

Three sounds of gulping could be heard almost in unison.

"T-this smells too good to be true?" Ivan, who was sitting in front of the stove, couldn't help looking over to their neighbors' yard. He had never smelled such an aroma before. This was the first time that he knew food could give out such a beautiful smell which was several times more scrumptious than the scent of the soil and rocks in their backyard.

"That smells so good. Really good." Justin stood up and grabbed the fence as he looked over to their neighbors' yard. That male demon was flipping the big fish on the grill and rubbing something into the fish with a brush in his hand. After a while, he took out a container and shook it to sprinkle some sort of powder onto the fish. The aroma of the fish was activated immediately as if a soul was injected into it.

"Wah!"

Justin burst into tears right on the spot with greediness. Grabbing the fence, he turned and cried to Gemina, "Mother, I want to eat that too…"

Putting down the c.u.min powder shaker, Mag turned his head around, a little shocked by the fact that the child next door cried because he was greedy.

"Wow, the big brother cries because he wants our food. But this grilled fish is ours." Amy, who was sitting on a chair, declared her ownership with a serious expression.

"Meow~"

Ugly Duckling chimed in to show its agreement.

"How can you want that? That's so embarrassing." Gemina gave Justin an angry punch on his head, and sent half of his head into the ground.

"That's brutal." Amy flinched, and then looked at Mag and Irina. Seemed like her father and mother were really nice to her.

"Excuse me. My child gets hungry very quickly, and eats anything when he's hungry, even soil. His favorite food is the turtle stew that I made." Gemina smiled at Mag and his family before giving a look to Ivan who was salivating while he stared at the grilled fish.

"Yes, yes, yes. Our whole family loves to eat turtle stew the most." Ivan shivered and swiftly nodded.

"It's okay. Children are all the same." Mag nodded. He was rather amazed by his neighbor's brutal disciplinary style. However, he wasn't really sure whether the child really loved to eat turtle stew.

"That's not true. I hate to eat turtle stew the most," Justin grumbled as he crouched at the corner of the wall, clutching his head. His head was fine, but his spirit was devastated. His eyes couldn't help sizing up the other yard through the gaps in the fence even as he was tearing up.

In this world, there was indeed more scrumptious food than turtle stew.

Could that male demon be a culinary expert from the legends? How did he make such aromatic food?

Mag took a plate and placed a grilled fish on it. He sprinkled some spring onions on it, and instantly the pleasant aroma spread out.

"Come, let's eat the grilled fish first." Mag placed the grilled fish in front of Irina and Amy before changing to a new grilling pan and brushing it with a layer of grease. He placed the crayfish, which were cut open in their backs, in the grilling pan. The pincers were moving a little, but the marinate had already seeped through completely. Both the meat's texture and taste were taken care of at the same time.

The greenish-black crayfish shell began to slowly turn red as it was grilled by the hot charcoal fire. The crayfish butter in the head started to sizzle, and the crayfish's unique aroma was slowly released too.

Mag was using the minimum oil method to grill the crayfish. There was plenty of water content in the supple crayfish's flesh, and as the water content evaporated, gaps began to appear between the meat and the shell. The sauce that was previously marinated on the crayfish had already seeped into the meat perfectly, and the aroma spread everywhere.

"That's simply too tempting. I want to eat it so much…" Justin suddenly stood up and sobbed as he grabbed a pillar at the corner of the wall with yearning in his eyes.

"Mm. It's so delicious." Amy picked up a piece of fish, and cooled it by blowing at it. She then put it into her mouth, and shook her head happily.

Irina also picked a piece of fish and ate it. It was slightly different from the spicy grilled fish they had in the restaurant. This grilled fish was simpler without any accompaniments.

The tender fish meat was engulfed by the crispy fish skin. The crispiness and aroma burst out in the mouth as soon as she bit into it, and yet the tender fish meat brought on an amazing surprise attack.

The fruity charcoal's unique fragrance bestowed upon it a special character. Compared to the spicy grilled fish, this grilled fish's c.u.min fragrance was more prominent, but it didn't overshadow the fresh aroma of the fish meat, and still managed to achieve a perfect balance.

"It's different from the grilled fish we used to have, but it's still delicious." Irina picked up a piece of grilled fish again. A freshly done grilled fish was without a doubt the most scrumptious.

"They're too much… even the way they eat is so enticing…" Justin's tears started to fall uncontrollably again. That should be the life worth looking forward to.

"Don't cry. Isn't the turtle stew going to be ready soon? I know you want to eat the turtle stew too. It just needs a little while more, do you need to cry so sadly?" Gemina tugged Justin back to the cooking bench and pressed him down next to it as she consoled him.

"I-I'm not even allowed to speak the truth…" Justin's lips turned downwards with aggrievement. When did he ever say he liked to eat turtle stew?

"Hold it in." Gemina glared at him. This matter had to do with a housewife's pride and status. She would never let anyone threaten her status in this family.

Furthermore, she still staunchly believed that her turtle stew was the most delicious dish in this world.

What kind of scrumptious food could a clumsy male demon cook up?

"Father." Justin looked toward Ivan.

Ivan picked up a big bowl with a silly smile, and said, "Can you see how big and round this bowl is?"

Justin sighed. Forget it. He could never depend on his father.

"Let's see what the grilled crayfish taste like for the first time today." Mag placed three freshly grilled crayfish on the table. The aroma of the grilled crayfish had already greeted them with the heat. It made Irina and Amy, who were engrossed in the scrumptiousness of the grilled fish, lift their heads up.

"It smells so good." Amy's eyes lit up as she watched Mag place the grilled crayfish in front of her. She reached out in an attempt to grab that big red pincer.

"The pincers are still very hot now. Let's eat the body first." Mag quickly stopped her before using the table knife to slice open both sides of the shell lightly. Mag picked up a big chunk of the shrunken crayfish meat with a fork easily. Even though it had lost a lot of its water content, it was still as thick as Amy's wrist.

"Wow! What a big piece of meat!" Amy's eyes lit up as she took the fork with both her hands. She blew at it gently before taking a big bite.

"D-d-delicious." Amy huffed and puffed as she mumbled with a blissful expression.

Meanwhile, Gemina's turtle stew was done too. She stood up and used her hand to sweep the aroma toward her for a sniff before removing the cover.

A whole giant turtle was floating upside down in a milky-white soup. The hot steam washed over them with a tinge of fishy stench.

Right at that moment, Mag walked to the fence with one grilled crayfish, smiling, and said, "This is the grilled crayfish that I made. I didn't prepare too many ingredients in advance, so this is just for the child to have a taste."