Protagonists Always Find Good Stuff, Don't They

For the time that followed, Mayuna sat at the dining table and watched Ruben busy himself alone. Ruben took out a bag of flour, added water, stirred, and kneaded the dough. This process lasted for quite a while, and finally, it was time to roll out the skin. She saw him take a brown rolling pin from the cabinet and slowly begin to roll the dough.

"This thing..."

Who was Mayuna? She was the top Archmage of the Holy Continent, incredibly sensitive to fluctuations in magic. It was precisely because of this that she was even more puzzled as to why this wooden stick possessed such intense magical fluctuations.

"It's a rolling pin."

"But..."

"It's just a simple rolling pin."

"Oh, oh oh oh, right there, my body is rubbing against dough that feels just like a girl's breasts, it feels so good!"

A young male voice emanated from the rolling pin, causing Mayuna to be moved. She didn't bother thinking about why it could talk; judging by the statement alone, this guy was definitely a pervert.

"Do rolling pins usually make sounds like that?"

"To be able to hear my voice, your power is quite extraordinary, little girl."

The rolling pin seemed to have heard Mayuna's words; a purple eye opened in the middle of the wooden stick and spoke to her.

"Calling me a little girl? What are you?"

"As for me, you can call me Dragon... Ah! My eye!"

The purple eye on the rolling pin blinked at Mayuna, only to be ruthlessly poked by her finger.

"Because it's disgusting."

Seeing Ruben's dissatisfied expression, Mayuna retracted her finger and cast a purification spell on it, as if she had poked something unclean.

"He is important to me, even if he is a bit disgusting."

"Is that so? Dragon, Dragon... I feel like I've heard that name somewhere. Wait, you wouldn't happen to be one of the Seven Deadly Sins used by Satan to tempt angels into falling, would you?"

Mayuna didn't comment on Ruben's complaint. She muttered the name of the rolling pin several times, and the expression on her face grew increasingly grave. After all, any non-living object capable of speech could already be classified as a holy relic, and not all holy relics awakened their own souls.

She had heard the name Dragon many times from her companions, and she quickly associated him with the ancient War of the Gods. According to legends left behind by the Church, the Demon King Satan, unable to defeat the God of Light's angelic army, used devious means to tempt one-third of the angels to fall, and these devious means were the infamous Seven Deadly Sins.

"Since you can discern my true identity from my pseudonym, does that mean you're an acquaintance of Satan? Or perhaps you know one of the other six?"

Dragon's purple eye flashed with mockery as he turned the tables. In the legends of the Holy Continent, the Demon King Satan was no good news. Regardless of how Mayuna had learned his identity, she had already waded into murky waters.

"I don't know him."

Mayuna immediately stiffened her face and denied it.

"That's right, I am the Sin of Lust known as the Invisible Blade. The crime of you angering me will be paid for with your flat ches... Ah!"

Dragon openly admitted his identity, his exceptionally lewd gaze seemingly trying to see through Mayuna's clothes, and then his single eye was poked blind once again.

"Can I kill him?"

Mayuna's complexion could already be described as pitch-black. While she couldn't exactly be called busty, she was a standard size for a normal twenty-year-old woman, and being called flat by Dragon naturally infuriated her.

"No."

"Why is the Sin of Lust in your hands? And is your relationship with him that of master and servant? You wanting to take off my clothes yesterday really was driven by evil intentions!"

Mayuna was furious to see Ruben shielding this damned rolling pin. Suddenly recalling some details from yesterday, she quickly took a step back to keep a safe distance from Ruben.

"This guy was pretending to be a tree in front of my house for five whole years."

Seeing Mayuna misunderstand him as a degenerate, Ruben didn't rush to explain. He picked up Dragon and continued to push the dough.

"?"

Mayuna was completely unable to connect her question with Ruben's answer. It was only after she inquired in detail that Ruben told her that when he first arrived here, there was a bare tree in front of this wooden cabin. Ruben, who possessed countless knowledge, saw at a glance that the tree was fake, but he didn't pay it much mind. Five years passed like that until the tree finally couldn't help but speak to him first, forging an inescapable bond of fate with him.

"Mm, I observed him in secret for a long time, and finally made the decision to follow him for the rest of my life."

"That's not right. If you really are that Sin of Lust, you shouldn't need a master to be able to destroy a country at will. What are you trying to do by following an ordinary person with no magic?"

Mayuna was still somewhat suspicious of Dragon's motives. As the lieutenant of the Demon King Satan, a guy who could go head-to-head with the God of Light couldn't possibly be content staying in the hands of an ordinary person.

"Superficial. You humans, to put it bluntly, are just coveting my power. I've had enough of the fighting and grabbing over all these years! But my partner is different. He has no magic and cannot drive me to do anything. We have the purest friendship."

Dragon's single eye revealed a look of anger. In the thousands of years since the Demon King Satan disappeared, their powers had been scattered across the Demon Realm and used by all sorts of people with ulterior motives. Dragon had long grown tired of these troublesome matters, which was why he had turned into an inconspicuous fake tree, preparing to spend the rest of his life that way. As for the reason he followed Ruben, it was because he was very curious about the strange items in the hands of this strange human.

"Then what are you doing right now?"

"Being a rolling pin."

"Haah..."

Mayuna sighed speechlessly. Although Ruben indeed couldn't use him for anything magical, he was clearly using him for something physical, wasn't he? Wasn't that a form of utilization?

"Finished. You can rest now."

During their idle chatter, Ruben had finished rolling the dough. After he thanked Dragon, the rolling pin underwent a change. Its body became a bit thinner, as if it had turned into an ordinary tree branch, and then it stuck itself straight into Ruben's head. From Mayuna's perspective, it looked like a tree branch had grown out of Ruben's head.

"What are you doing?"

"Resting."

Dragon replied simply. Of course, it wasn't as simple as just resting. Dragon's favorite thing was the knowledge stored in Ruben's brain. This knowledge from another world made him unable to stop, and there was so much of it that it would take him thousands of years to finish, though his focus at the moment was naturally on the erotic magazines.

"Tsk tsk tsk, the humans of that world actually have such ways of playing? Compared to that, I'm practically as pure as a fledgling."

Hearing the sound of drool dripping onto his head, Ruben felt rather helpless. Heaven knows what that man who called himself a god was thinking; this "all knowledge" included all sorts of things he didn't need, such as piles of games and novels, and even the erotic magazines that Dragon loved so much. Could these things really be considered the crystallization of humanity?

Mayuna ignored Dragon and continued to stare at Ruben as he cooked. He wrapped the filling he had prepared into individual dough skins, and with his specialized technique, half-moon-shaped dumplings quickly took form. After wrapping a few dozen, he tossed them into a pot of boiling water to cook.

"Eat up."

Before long, Ruben placed a plate of dumplings on the table. The translucent skins allowed the filling inside to be clearly seen; although they looked beautiful, Mayuna had never seen this kind of food before.

"Is this thing edible...!"

Mayuna picked up a dumpling with her chopsticks and sniffed it—the use of chopsticks was something she had just learned, of course. The scent of the dumplings was different from the fragrant noodles she had smelled yesterday; there was no aroma coming from the outside, so, holding the thought of just giving it a try, she opened her mouth and bit off half of the dumpling.

Mayuna felt her mind go blank, and her taste buds began to cheer and leap for joy. The rich broth, trapped inside the skin, flowed into her mouth without a single drop wasted. She swore she had never eaten such delicious food in her life. Do not doubt Ruben's culinary skills; having obtained all the wisdom of Earthlings, even the simplest food he made was top-tier. Even the Magic God lost herself in such a flavor.

"Ugh, I can't eat any more..."

No matter how strong her power was, Mayuna was still just a girl with a normal physique, so naturally, she couldn't eat much. After eating a dozen or so dumplings, Mayuna put down her chopsticks with difficulty and watched longingly as Ruben ate the rest of the dumplings until the plate was clean.

"If you eat like that, you're going to suffer later."

"Eh?"

One hour later.

"Ugh, ugh ah, my stomach..."

Mayuna lay on the sofa, moaning. The dignity of the Magic God and the image of the cold beauty she had worked so hard to maintain were ruined in an instant. She couldn't understand why such delicious food had now turned into something like poison, making her feel incredibly miserable.

"Now you know why I gave you porridge earlier. That's the consequence of binge-eating when you have a stomach hemorrhage."

Ruben looked at Mayuna coldly. No matter which world you are in, experiencing things with your own body is always more poignant than just listening to words.

"You villain, you knew there would be consequences and you fed it to me on purpose, didn't you!"

Mayuna truly couldn't believe Ruben was so insidious; at this moment, she could only grit her teeth and glare at him fiercely.

"Yeah."

"Just you wait!"

Mayuna buried her face in the edge of the sofa, pouting, refusing to look at that hateful face. She plotted in her heart how to take revenge once she recovered; perhaps throwing him onto the Ten Thousand Year Snow Mountain to freeze for a few minutes would be quite nice.

"Ruben, I want to eat dumplings again."

When dinner time arrived, Mayuna appeared punctually by Ruben's side to make her request.

"How have you still not learned your lesson?"

Ruben, who was busy preparing porridge, stopped what he was doing and looked at Mayuna in confusion.

"Even though it's miserable after eating, the process of eating it is incredibly happy. I can handle it perfectly fine."

"...Strange person."

Ruben was silent for a moment before speaking. No matter which world it is, there really are people who refuse to learn their lesson even if it kills them.

"Aren't you the same?"

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PS: A scholar's affairs, how can that be called lewd!