The day before the celebration, the royal capital was already packed with people and filled with a joyous atmosphere. The church of the Inquisition was brimming with happiness as well.
"Arrange the things over there!"
"Tablecloths, where are the tablecloths?"
"Has anyone seen my apron?"
In the dining hall and kitchen at one corner of the church, the students were bustling about, and every one of them looked quite happy.
It was only natural. Although the ceremony was tomorrow, after returning, Duanmu Huai had said that they could celebrate among themselves and that it had nothing to do with the others. So he had let the students prepare everything themselves, and they were more than happy to make a lively event of it. At the moment, they were all extremely enthusiastic.
Since most of them were girls, they were mainly either preparing food in the kitchen or decorating the dining hall. As for the physical labor, that was naturally left to the few boys among them.
Sigh, this is the tragedy of men in a liberal arts class. To outsiders, being surrounded by a large group of girls would look like an ideal harem, but only after entering one would you know what it was really like.
At that moment, in the kitchen, several girls were processing ingredients while discussing what to cook.
"What exactly should we make?"
"Curry, I guess. Everyone hasn't had curry in a long time. I found some spices at the market here that were very similar to curry, so I bought them."
"Are you sure they taste like curry? The last time I went to buy seasonings, I thought those yellow granules looked like pepper, but they turned out to be even sweeter than sugar! The seasonings in this world are completely different from anything