VRMMO no Shien Shokunin ～Top Player no Shikakenin～-Chapter 100: Ooking Lub’S Ativities

Hi there,

We’ve reached the milestone of 100 chapters of VRMMO *clap clap clap*.

Wish I had something to say but unfortunately nothing really comes to mind.

Regarding this chapter, quite a few characters introduced in this chapter, most of them are not really named yet so it was a bit weird to translate. There’s also instances of informal slang used in the chapter and I was not really sure how to translate it in English.

Anyway, enjoy the chapter.

In the kitchen, there was a stimulating aromatic smell drifting in the air.

The bread that was being fried, rose up while making a satisfying sound.

Since they had turned golden brown, I proceeded to place them on top of a tray so that the oil could be drained.

「Vice-president, is it OK for us to eat them already? Is it?」

「I’m starving…」

「Just wait a bit longer until the oil dries out. Besides, you guys should learn from the club president. Look at how she’s patiently wai-」(Wataru)

「So hot! Fuh fuh, so crispy. So tasty! They are the best!」

「…Sorry, that was a lie」(Wataru)

On the contrary, she was the first one to get a headstart.

Even if she noticed my gaze, I couldn’t stop president Iyama’s hands from moving.

Can’t be helped, after all the president loves bread and today’s menu is Pirozhki.

Inside them were grounded pork, onions and eggs fried with Cellophane noodles.

「Wataru-chan, how about you stop working and eat while they are freshly baked?」(Iyama)

「Before that, if you girls are not going to fry them, you should at least clean the tools that are being used. Don’t go leaving all the work to the guys.」(Wataru)

「Unfortunately, we are already done with that, vice-president…」

「Is this plate good enough? I’ll place it down.」

The male to female ratio of the cooking club was of four guys and around ten girls.

Sadly, this sad display of the power balance in our club was something normal.

Regrettably, while the girls were all talking, the times the guys did the chores instead were frequent.

Well, they did work hard at kneading the dough and wrapping it…but they turned lazy when it came down to tidying up like they currently were.

「Yup, this plate is fine. Like always, it’s fine for those that are not that hungry right now, to wrap them and take their portions back.」(Wataru)

Things would be different if there was a third year male, but sadly, the oldest males in the cooking club were 2nd years.

Two second years and two first years, making us four in total.

Even then, with the calm president Iyama as the leader, we continued our once a week activities while getting along.

Personally, I would prefer if she stopped calling me「Wataru-chan」 though.

「Kenji, how are things on your end?」(Wataru)

We were currently deep frying in two saucepans.

Each one’s size was on the smaller side but a large amount of wrapped Pirozhkis kept rising up.

I called up the person in front of me, he was called Mashiba Kenji and was the other second year apart from me.

「I’m still working on the third batch. However, isn’t it about time we called the sport clubs?」(Kenji)

「Even if we didn’t call them, they would still get lured by the smel-」(Wataru)

「Kishikami-kun!」(Saitou)

See? They came.

Along with Saitou-san’s voice came the entire girl’s tennis club, following that, the rest of the sport clubs came over.

While they were less than the sport clubs, some people from the literature clubs also came over.

Their break times were all over the place so it’s not like they came at the exact same time, but the close to two hundred Pirozhkis were all gone within an hour.

It seems like the guys have all finished working so we can finally get some rest.

「As always, they sure are gone in a flash…」

「They are like wild beasts, the sports clubs around this time. They are like beasts set free in a field.」

While tidying up the plates full of breadcrumbs from the table, the guys complained while doing their work.

The girls being them, had taken photos of the food and were diligently writing down the activities and recipes in a notebook.

「Last year it was only the cooking club eating the food and it ended with that, how did it become like this?」

「Is that so?」

「Aah, you see, Iyama-senpai…」(Wataru)

“While we are at it, I wish we could cook tons more and see everyone’s happy expressions…right, Wataru-chan?”.

Having that kind of idea as you’d expect from the daughter of people that owned a bakery, I was dragged around and we negotiated with the teachers.

Since Iyama-senpai was an honor student with good conduct, they supported her, and that’s how it gave birth to the current special situation.

There were things like asking local shops for their cooperation in order to get ingredients at a cheap price, those are memories of a year where we were really busy doing a lot of stuff behind the scenes.

「Isn’t that just the vice-president being dragged around!?」

「I mean, would you be able to refuse if she asked you with that pure smile of hers? If you pushed her away half-heartedly after seeing that, she would end up coercing you, you know?」(Wataru)

「She barged in even when classes were having breaks and called on Wataru you know? …That person doesn’t care about what other people think of her.」(Kenji)

「Uheh…」

Kenji was in the same class as me last year, so he knew about the situation well.

This guy wasn’t a club member at the time either.

Finally, we could take a bite of the Pirozhkis placed on the table.

They had gotten slightly cold but the texture was crispy, and the sticky red bean paste inside them was superb…

「「So tasty!」」(Wataru and Kenji)

「「This is delicious!」」

「Hey, Wataru-chan. Right now, you were talking about me, right?」(Iyama)

「「「…」」」

Our club president was an easygoing person.

You take too long to react, Iyama-senpai…

「Alright, this concludes today’s cooking club’s activities. Good work everyone.」(Iyama)

「「「Good work everyone!」」」

With senpai’s speech, today’s activities were over.

I returned to the classroom first along with Kenji and after picking our bags we headed towards the gate.

On our way, someone shouted at me when I heard the sound of heavy steps approaching me from behind.

「Wacchi! Waaaaaacchi!!」(Shuuhei)

「Ah? Hey, that idiot is calling you, Wataru.」(Kenji)

When I reluctantly turned around, like Kenji had said, the figure of Shuuhei (idiot) was approaching us from the other side of the hallway.

The reason why someone who’s not in any club was still here at this time, I already knew.

「Hey there, supplementary lessons guy. Are you done with them already?」(Wataru)

「Don’t give me some weird nickname! Ah, Kenji was with you. Hi there.」(Shuuhei)

「Oh, you had supplementary lessons? You are so dumb, though I already knew that. Though I already knew that.」(Kenji)

「Was there a need for you to say that twice!?」(Shuuhei)

Really…even though I tried so hard to teach him, Shuuhei ended up getting failing grades in two subjects.

Though, if I hadn’t taught him, I could see the results being much worse.

That being the case, I think it would be better for my mental health if I thought of it as 「It ended up being only two subjects」.

「Whatever. Let’s go back together, Wacchi. Ah, want to go together, Kenji?」(Shuuhei)

「Shuuhei, you…you said that on purpose knowing that I live in the opposite direction right? Well then, see you, Wataru. Ah, to that idiot over there too, laters.」(Kenji)

「Yeah, see you, Kenji.」(Wataru)

「Laters!」(Shuuhei)

After exchanging goodbyes, we went in the opposite direction after Kenji left the school gate.

We walked side by side.

「Oh right, Wacchi. New information about the TB event has been released.」(Shuuhei)

「…I’ve been thinking about this for a while, when are you even checking the official website? You always seem to know about this kind of thing faster than me.」(Wataru)

「I-I mean, you see…」(Shuuhei)

So he does it while we are in class. So he plans to get failing grades again, this guy.

Leaving that aside, so…there’s new information about the item contest.

How they are going to review the items and what rewards will be given haven’t been said yet, it’s true that I’m interested in those.

「It’s dangerous to look at the phone while walking, so I’ll take a look at the specifics once I’m back home.」(Wataru)

「Then I’ll refrain from spoiling anything. By the way, about remodeling the guild home…」(Shuuhei)

「That again? You’ve already turned various places into something akin to a ninja residence, what else are you going to touch this time?」(Wataru)

「No, no, it’s still not enough. This time, I plan to turn an entire room into a secret chamber an-」(Shuuhei)

「Even if you were to make that, it would only end up being something like a toy for Lycoris-chan and the rest to play with…」(Wataru)

If he jumped out of a hidden door, people would get scared so I wish he stopped.

Like they stated before, they had come over to play quite often.

The guild home has become quite lively compared to before and lately, everyone has been absorbed into their own crafting.

…Leaving the matters of TB aside for now, what should I make for dinner today…?

While remembering the ingredients I had left at home, I walked through the road dyed by the evening sun along with Shuuhei.