Volume 4.6 - Extra 2.3 (1/2)

Volume 4.6 Extra 2.3

Editor: Weasalopes

Hiroshi and Haruna decided to resolve the problem by changing the way they referred to the milk. The only people eating it would be them and their acquaintances, so there wasn’t much of a point getting high strung about it, but at this level, Azuma Workshop had a habit, or perhaps custom of dealing with everything in an about manner. Them ending up like this might be the result of periodic problems with food product falsification in Japan, so in that sense, maybe putting up a fuss about silly things like this was for the best.

「So that’s what the pudding’s gonna be, but how’re we gonna hatch this egg？」

Hiroshi both hastened the resolution to the pudding and began figuring out how to solve the last problem, which was unbelievably troublesome compared to something like pudding.

「Elle, ya hear anything?」

「Unfortunately, Alfemina-sama has said nothing regarding this.」

「Welp, guess there’s jack diddly squat important information, as per usual.」

Aearis’s answer was, in a sense, to be expected. Hiroshi mixed in some exasperation when he said that. Other than her jurisdiction and the events in which she was directly involved in, without Dhaljan’s permission, she couldn’t speak about most things, so not receiving the most crucial information was something to be expected to some degree. However, this time was definitely Alfemina’s bad.

「Maybe try the usual thing and warm it up with your skin？」

「I mean sure, that’s a typical thing to do, but who will be doing this？」

「How about Lime, since she discovered it？」

Nora went ahead and interjected after Teres’s own idea, to which Teres responded by making a rather innocuous proposition, to which everyone else just grimaced at.

The current issue was that it was difficult for humans to replicate the amount of heat that eggs felt wrapped in bird wings. Making the youngest and least patient member of the group, Lime, handle this job was truly a sign that Teres, another impudent personality, had thoroughly been contaminated with Azuma Workshop’s leisurely way of life.

「Warm it up? Like thiiis～？」

Hearing Teres, Lime clung onto the egg. That very moment, a giant crack appeared in it.

「Eh？」

Lime tilted her head at the sudden crack, puzzled. She might have clung on, but certainly not tackled the egg, because even if she was trying to embrace it, she wasn’t putting her strength in. Then again, even before that, if Lime were to break the egg with pure power and no tools, it would have already broken before Alfemina got here.

「It’s about to hatch～、it’s about to hatch～」

「Just a little bit more～、little bit more～」

「Celebration～」

「Red rice～」

Seeing the crack widen, the octogals began clamoring atop Lime and Aearis’s heads. As if further pushed by their voices, the crack began to spread even further until it suddenly halted.

「It stopped？」

「I wonder what’s up, y’all？」

Looking at this egg that had stopped mid-transformation, Hiroshi and Haruna cocked their heads as they touched the egg for confirmation. While there was indeed a crack in it, the egg didn’t appear to be broken by any means and would not cave in with a simple prod.

「Oh？」

Hiroshi had further touched all around to search when he finally realized that the egg had a pulse. Getting a sneaking suspicion, Hiroshi attempted to pour in some magic from his palm. Once again, there was a pulse.

「Lime, try pourin’ in some magic.」

「Ka～y！」

Obeying Hiroshi, Lime poured magic from her entire body into the egg, which pulsated more rapidly.