The otaku circle spreads across the world.
We were chatting leisurely when dessert time came around. Since the wedding cake had already been served earlier, now it was an all-you-can-eat buffet of shortcake, tiramisu, rare cheesecake, apple pie, black tea chiffon cake, Mont Blanc, chocolate cake... you could eat as much of your favorite cake as you wanted!
The girls were enchanted by the colorful cakes. Yuki and Rinka were seriously focused on choosing their cakes.
“Rosarin-chan, seriously, send Dan to our place! I gave it my best in R&D too, but I couldn’t reach this level of quality!!”
“Ask my father.”
“Please, Sir!! I’m begging you!!”
“If Dan is okay with it, I don’t mind.”
Everyone’s eyes turned to Dan. He looked troubled.
“Ah, I’m very honored, but being dispatched myself is a bit… If you’d like a chef sent to be trained, that’s fine with me.”
“Alright then, we’ll do that! Thanks!”
Dan’s chocolate cake was even better than what’s sold in the territory famous for its chocolate. They’re planning to learn how to make ramen too.
“It’d be nice if delicious food spread and we got things like regional ramen.”
“Yeah, that sounds fun. Cakes and ramen—both have infinite possibilities. I’d love to go on a ramen-eating tour someday.”
We laughed together while imagining a fun future.
“I’m truly grateful to you, Ojousama. Not only did you let me learn cuisine from another world, but you also provided ingredients I probably never would’ve encountered in my lifetime otherwise. And you trusted me to handle your once-in-a-lifetime wedding menu. I’m a truly lucky chef.”
“I see. I’m the one who should thank you for all the delicious food.”
Dan helped fix my mother’s picky eating habits, made lunchboxes with me... he’s like a second father.
“But don’t overdo it, alright? I heard from Geraldin-sama that this time’s ingredients were pretty insane. The fish aside, the meat and shrimp especially.”
“That’s the dungeon master’s fault. Well, we did struggle a bit with the meat, but it was fine.”
“… I’m scared to ask, but what kind of meat was that, anyway?”
Alphage-sama joined the conversation. But that’s one of those things you’re not supposed to ask.
“The meat was from a Yamata-no-something and… some kind of buffalo!”
The muscle-brained hero gave a half-hearted answer.
“That’s incorrect, Father. It was Yamata Beast King Bull-Bird and Ineffable-Reincarnation Buffalo.”
“Hey!!”
The smart one, Jash, answered anyway.
“Never heard of those.”
“After looking into it later… it seems they were top-tier rare variants.”
Jend answered politely.
“I take back what I said. Rosarin alone could conquer the world.”
“I’m not going to! And I don’t even know if I could!! What kind of thing are you saying to a delicate maiden! I may be a little mischievous, but I’m a completely normal marquis’s wife!!”
Father nodded at me, but most people looked shocked, as if to say “a little?!”
“Rin… Rosarin? Is she really that strong? She doesn’t look it.”
(She is strong.)
I was about to say “I’m not strong,” but everyone answered in perfect unison. Dang it.
“To understand how amazing Rosarin-chan is, we need *that*!”
“Eh!?”
A screen appeared across the wall. I had a bad feeling. And then, the BGM started playing—one I recognized.
“Come to think of it, I was in the kitchen, so I didn’t see it.”
Dan plopped down in a seat. Everyone else moved their chairs to get ready to watch.
“Dirk, I want to go home.”
“Yeah... but this was amazing, so can’t we watch it one more time?”
Is there a wife in the world who could resist such a cool and cute husband with drooping ears? No, there is not. I gave in on the condition that I’d get to fluff his ears while sitting in his lap. Aah… so fluffy. While I brushed and braided Dirk’s hair, the screening ended.
“I’m not very familiar with anime, but… how much of that story was based on reality?”
“Almost all of it. About ninety percent true.”
“... Rosarin, is a normal marquis’s wife someone like *that*?”
“Don’t use *that* as a benchmark! Rosarin-chan is an outlier!”
“Wait, what even *is* a Rosariiin!? I’m not abnormal!”
“Rosariiin is… a battle cry?”
Dirk offered a tentative explanation.
“No, they said it was a form of praise for their master. That Muscular Rosarin Society or whatever it’s called.”
“WHAT!? You’re not supposed to be talking to people from such weird clubs! And what even *is* that club!?”
“It’s an unofficial fan club. If I remember correctly, their official name is ‘The Society for Worshipping the Silver Heroic Princess.’ Apparently, they pleaded passionately to get this anime spread for the sake of spreading their faith.”
“No… no way…”
No way… this anime actually got released to the public!?
“Um… Oneechan, I’m sorry. They said something about ‘bringing a new artistic wind to the world’…”
According to Pocchi, this anime is already airing worldwide, and there’s been a flood of requests asking when the sequel will come out.
The shock was so great I passed out. For the time being, I’ll just hide away and have Dirk heal me. Yeah, let’s do that.
Incidentally, the next installment features the Ice Prince and the White Rabbit, and Rabisha-chan will unknowingly become the cause of the entire world turning into a land of fujoshi... but Hikikomorin doesn’t know that yet.
What do you think about this chapter?
