Women's World: I am the man with the most OP auxiliary class-Chapter 162: Bullet Train, Tortillas, Chocolate

*track~ track~ track~ *

The rhythmic sound of the train’s steel wheels speeding alarmed me. Through the window I could see the trees of a large forest passing by at high speed.

Although in my previous life I had never traveled on the so-called "Bullet Train" I can feel that there is no difference with the power and speed of this train.

I don’t need to use my feelings about space to know that the speed at which we are now moving is as high as several hundred miles per hour.

My heart is about to jump just thinking that this locomotive -magical- will break the sound barrier and that we will all be thrown when the steel wheels of the train derail.

"Vremya? don’t you like Iiyoh’s cakes?"

"Huh? No, I..." I shook my head, shaking my golden hair, now pinned in a ponytail.

"Ehhh~ I know what’s going on~" A melodiously dark voice sounded within our train compartment.

Before I looked up, I knew whose mocking voice it was.

"I’m not afraid!

It’s just.... Isn’t the train going very fast?" Looking back at the window, now the trees are just green spots that if you try to observe them you may end up getting dizzy.

"Huh? Is it too fast? I don’t feel anything..."

"Stupid...

Speed and acceleration are two different things. The train accelerates at a gentle pace so you don’t feel the speed..."

"I’m not stupid..."

Magen and Xifia began to fight as usual... Well, that they do it reassures me.

"You don’t have to worry about an accident. the Train is the safest means of transport and there have almost never been accidents..."

Professor Rudelle begins to give her lesson in general knowledge.

But the "Almost never" does not reassure me...

"Wow... This speed is almost like when I flew last time in the Alien attack..."

"Don’t worry Vremya! I, Magen, will protect you if the Train crashes!! YOOO!!"

Magen exclaimed and slapped her chest. If I wasn’t worried about the speed of the train, maybe I’d admire the undulating movement like waves in the sea on my school sweetheart’s chest...

"... Me too... I can also protect... to Vremya..." A very soft, almost whisper-like voice was heard in the train compartment. but no one paid attention to Tikshna who had a pink face and was playing with the fingers of her hands.

"Couldn’t we ride in a one-horned red horse carriage like last time?"

"If we were to travel to Portus Coillbenn at the speed of the Red Horses of a Horn it would take two months"

"So much!!"

The distance between the human capital and the Blue Crystal Grass village was three days and the One-Horned Red Horse could travel approximately one hundred and fifty kilometers in one day. 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝙚𝙬𝓮𝙗𝒏𝙤𝒗𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝒐𝓶

Just think of the distance between the Royal City and Portus Coillbenn. one hundred and fifty a day for sixty days....

And they want to cover that distance in half a day!

"Destan. Desmayo."

"Huh?" xN

"Ehhhh!!" xN

After listening to Kara, we all turned to see where Destan is, only to see him leaning against the window with his eyes rolling.

After a while and Destan taking a potion against seasickness, Magen and Xifia accompanied me to walk along the train to calm me down.

It seems that after seeing Destan passed out they took my nervousness seriously and Professor Rudelle sent me for a walk so as not to think about the trip.

And it’s not that I’m afraid of speed and I’m not really nervous. Maybe it’s just the feeling of loss of control. It’s not the same feeling as flying with your own power or running in your own strength.

And this has nothing to do with the fact that in my past life I also felt nervous about flying for the first and only time by plane!

If it weren’t for the need to go to a mandatory medical convention I would never have gotten on a plane!

"How do you feel now?" Xifia asked.

Now we are in a kind of dining car on the train. We stayed here as the windows are closed with thick red curtains. It looks like a restaurant for couples.

I have had to close my passive spatial perception so as not to feel the space around me and thus not have to feel the speed at which this train is traveling.

With my spatial perception closed, it feels like I’m just in a closed room that doesn’t move. Just ignore the noise of steel wheels on the train tracks.

"Okay, this juice is tasty"

"Maybe we should ask for a bed compartment?" Magen next to me said cocking her head in her expression of thinking.

"Magen!!

What. What do you want to do?" Xifia put her palms on the table giving a palm tap and stood up over-exalted.

"So that Vremya sleeps alone. Is that a bad idea?" Magen placed her right index finger on her lips still thinking tilting her head.

Me, giving Xifia a strange look. It’s easy to tell that Xifia is thinking when listening to Magen’s words.

Magen has no adult thoughts. but Xifia seems to already have knowledge about adult things. Although it is something that I am not going to point out...

"Ah!

I..."

Xifia, seeing me looking at her, her face turned very red. Looking around, some people turned to look at our table causing Xifia to smoke (imaginary) from her hair and her face to become even redder.

And it is not as if our appearances are hardly noticed by other travelers. From the beginning, from the moment I got on the train, there are always people looking in our direction.

Xifia sat back in her chair in front of me with an embarrassed look not knowing how to explain herself.

The interaction of these two childhood friends is always a lot of fun.

"hehehe~ You two always get along very well"

"Who!" x2

"We?!" x2

"I don’t get along with her!" x2

"hahahahaha~"

The other passengers, apart from throwing looks of hatred and jealousy towards Magen and Xifia, turn to look at me with a look of desire, but I am getting used to these looks and ignoring them completely.

Time passed and it was time to eat at noon. The difference between a long journey between a plane and a train is very noticeable. On a train you can walk to stretch your legs and on the plane you are sitting all the time.

At lunchtime we went to a different restaurant car with larger tables so that we can all sit since we are eight people in total.

The bad thing is that the food is very unspecial... almost basic... Not tasty. At least on the menu there is steak so only that I ordered more a salad.

I can bear it, but the one who suffered the most was Destan. I think that a guy who has lived for at least twenty years in a country with a very special menu like the island country of Neon and then arrives in a country where the food is only cooking the meat, frying the meat, roasting the meat must be a gastric hell.

At least there’s rice in this world and Destan has something to eat.

Destan traveled to this world thanks to the Goddess of this world with her entire body, although rejuvenated at the age of fourteen.

Instead, I was born with a new body and into a wealthy family. This gave me the opportunity to have some of the best foods and I haven’t suffered much from the culinary desert and growing up I experimented with ingredients that my family could easily buy to recreate the dishes of my old world.

Mainly knowing that there is corn in this world and I was able to create tortillas!

Everyone from my old moon-center country who can travel abroad knows that after a day they will always miss the omelette. Maybe we can resist longer missing the lemon and hot sauces, but if there are no tortillas you simply can’t have a good satisfaction when eating.

After getting tortillas, the rest is easier! ~

I thank my dear Aunt Odalis for always placing at least one kilo of tortillas special for me and emergencies in my backpack~

Since after entering classes and having my combat group I had to share my lunch boxes, each dish in my backpack has a portion of tortillas. but Aunt Odalis always puts a separate package.

In addition, apart from made tortillas I also have the ingredients to be able to make more. since there are two types of tortillas: those made by hand and those made with a tortilla machine.

I found lemon in this world. Also experiment with the different types of chili peppers in this world to create spices and sauces.

Although at first I thought I would never be able to eat Mole again in my new life, I was happy to find Iiyoh!

So it’s normal for Magen to know that my favorite cakes are all those that have Iiyoh, as well as cookies and drinks.

And the fact is that Iiyoh is actually Chocolate!!