Heroes From Other Worlds Who Don't Like To Fight
Chapter 13: The Election
Risela said excitedly.
"It's time for Souma to make a stimulant drug and show his excalibur sword."
While putting on a troubled face Souma pulled Risela out of the house until she shouted while banging on the door.
"Let's not close the door I'm afraid of the darkness, no..."
In the end Risela just sat in the corner of the room while hugging her knees, she smiled while excited.
"That just now must have been punishment, only this time I felt things just now haa.. haa. haa."
Souma has no hobby of making pain or abuse a pleasure, which is why he does not want to get involved with Risela in the slightest even if it will not be possible.
On the other hand madam each waited for the thing she wanted to feel while Anna sighed softly at Risela's deviant behavior.
"I can't do that if you want to then find a new husband you like."
"How is it? I'm a widow anyway."
"No, everyone likes widows" Souma said spontaneously as Anna continued.
"How about if for a competition like a dream husband is looking for, they can show their talent or ability, we judge who passes new at the end of madam determines who will be chosen."
"A soul mate search, I think that's a good idea."
Madam nodded in agreement and Souma continued.
"It's night let Anna drive you home."
"I understand."
"Then I'll drop him off with teleportation magic."
"certain."
Souma sighed softly and muttered to himself, the servants in his residence must be in trouble.
He called Risela who was still sitting, today he was in charge of preparing food so it would be better if at the same time teaching his employees.
"Risela let's make dinner."
"No, no, I have to be punished first. Please Souma."
He thrusts his butt but Souma chooses to ignore him and goes to the kitchen without saying a word, he prepares some ingredients and immediately uses his knife to dismember them as he wants to make them.
Risela once went to challenge a dragon single-handedly resulting in a serious fatal wound, as she was forced to accept his death Souma stood there casually, swinging his sword and slashing the dragon's body like a piece of paper.
He approached her but Souma chose to hide his face and disappeared.
Since then Risela paid attention to him, more than just a sense of admiration but a sense of liking.
He was born as M but he has a self-esteem which is not arbitrary people can touch him, if that Souma he does not mind.
Apart from that, he hitherto had no idea why Souma hid his strength and chose a relaxed life like he did now.
"Why are you smiling like that?"
"It's nothing, the aroma of Souma's cooking is very fragrant.... What do you make?"
"It's just Omelet Rice, I think simple food is better than fancy food."
"Where it is, luxury food is still the best."
"Is that so."
Souma had lived for over a thousand years, he had tasted various foods in various different worlds, arguably he was too bored to taste fancy food and choose simple food.
Before long a voice rang out as Souma put his cooking on the table.
She is Anna.
"I'm home."
"Sit down, I've prepared a portion for you."
Face paled.
"That's too much."
If you look at it it is the same as the portion of an adult dragon.
"Anna's been working hard I think I want to spoil her with good food."
"I'll spend it."
Although this is just another way Souma to make pranks.
The next few days a matchmaking event has been held in a wide field, featuring a row of men from all elements, Souma, Anna, Risela and also Madam have become judges and are ready to judge them.
