Preya immediately stopped her. "Mom, it's fine. Let me taste-test it."
"This... this isn't edible..."
"As long as it's something Mom made, I'll like it." Preya spoke with righteous determination. "Besides, I'm immune to abnormal statuses, so I won't get poisoned."
As she spoke, Preya took a tiny bite with her chopsticks.
Then she fell straight to the floor, pointing upward with her left hand.
"Preya! What are you doing, Preya?!"
Preya's Status: Paralysis, Poisoned, Hallucinations. Aya's First Cooking Attempt: Failed. Poison Crafting: Successful.
Appendix:
It was later discovered that certain races and classes related to "kings" came with hidden skills such as King's Composure. While positively enhancing combat abilities, they negatively affected all kinds of daily-life skills.
Such as cleaning and cooking. Naturally, kings would never do housework themselves.
And Aya possessed three king-related racial classes...
In short, from that day on, Preya never let her mother touch cooking utensils again.
Taking a Beating for Nothing
Aya had a dream. She dreamed that she had returned to the game era of the past.
In the dream, she had not left early because of her illness. Instead, she had founded the Ainz Ooal Gown guild with her companions and built the Great Tomb of Nazarick together.
It was a truly strange dream. It was as though an extra character had been added to the original Nazarick. Aya's existence changed certain details, yet it did not alter Nazarick's overall course.
In the dream, she also saw Camellia, Preya, and Lilith. They had become Nazarick's guardians—NPCs she had created—and were still her daughters.
Aya could even hear her daughters calling out to her.
"Mom... Mom!"
The voice calling to her grew clearer and clearer. It hardly felt like a dream anymore, but as though someone was truly calling for