Chen Ze twisted his neck, the broiled eel was finally ready, which made Chen Ze breathe a sigh of relief. Although the recipe wasn’t complicated, it was rather time-consuming.

"Betty, come in and serve the dish," Chen Ze clapped his hands and then let Betty come in to take the dish out.

"Momonga-san, what happened?" Chen Ze walked out from the kitchen because Momonga’s expression still didn’t look very good.

"Ah, it’s nothing, I just made a little mistake," Momonga shook his head and then picked up some chestnut rice with his chopsticks, eating it slowly.

"Want some alcohol?" Chen Ze suddenly remembered, the wine Lafra made herself, Lafra had left six bottles with him.

Lafra named this wine Elizabeth, Chen Ze didn’t quite understand why she chose that name, but he still followed his girlfriend’s suggestion. 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝙚𝔀𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝒐𝒎

"Alcohol? Sake or beer?" Momonga’s interest was piqued at once; it had been a long time since he had last drunk alcohol.

This reminded Momonga of his past when he was still a corporate slave. His favorite activity was to go to an izakaya with his friends, drink beer, have some chicken skewers, and chat for a long time.

And the beer had to be frothy, as that kind of beer was the most satisfying to drink and suited Momonga’s preference best.

"It’s..." Chen Ze suddenly wasn’t sure how to answer; the wine from Lafra was clearly hard liquor, not sake and definitely not beer.

"It’s a foreign liquor, similar to vodka," Chen Ze still thought of a decent response.

"Foreign liquor, huh..." Momonga pondered for a moment and then decided to have a glass.

Chen Ze, with a smile on his face, walked back into the kitchen. Lafra’s Elizabeth, if measured in terms of Gold Coins, would cost about ten thousand Gold Coins per glass.

Moreover, this was on the premise that Lafra was willing to sell it at all; Lafra had previously told Chen Ze that he was the first person to taste her wine.

Lafra used to brew wine for herself and would never share it with anyone else.

Chen Ze took out a bottle, poured it into a glass, and the blood-red liquid glowed faintly, looking exceptionally magnificent.

Then, Chen Ze brought the bottle of wine out and handed it to Momonga.

"This alcohol is a bit strong, Momonga-san, you’d better be careful," Chen Ze remembered his own experience, which was quite memorable, as the last glass of wine had made him black out.

"It’s fine, I don’t think I can get drunk now," Momonga laughed, his jaw opened, which also reminded Chen Ze that Momonga was currently a skeleton.

So the question arose, can skeletons get drunk? At the very least, Chen Ze had never seen such a skeleton.

"Then take your time, if you need anything, just call Betty," Chen Ze didn’t stay there for too long and went straight back to the kitchen.

Chen Ze opened the refrigerator and took out a large can of milk that Ash had given him last time.

"There are even coffee beans, so let’s make something that Saiki Kusuo likes the most," Chen Ze quickly figured out what he was going to make today.

Coffee jelly, an easy-to-make dessert, was also Saiki Kusuo’s favorite sweet in his misadventures.

Chen Ze still remembered when he used to watch The Disastrous Life of Saiki K. He found it amusing and was very curious about what coffee jelly tasted like.

Then, one time Chen Ze went to a dessert shop, saw the coffee jelly, decisively ordered a serving, tasted it, and thought the flavor was quite nice.

It had the taste of coffee, but was a bit sweet; overall, it was a pleasant dessert.

Chen Ze calmed his mind and began making coffee jelly, which was a variant, milk coffee jelly to be precise. He planned to use up all the milk in the large milk can as soon as possible.

Otherwise, if it expired one day, it would be a terrible waste.

"Years later, you return to my side, unsafe, filled with, your tired eyes..." Chen Ze hummed a song while making the milk coffee jelly as quickly as he could.

"Manager, Mr. Ainz Ooal Gown needs a bit more cola, I’ll take some," Betty greeted Chen Ze.

"Okay," Chen Ze nodded and then immediately realized something wasn’t quite right.

"Wait!" Chen Ze remembered that his Starry Sky Cake was still in the fridge.

"This is... so beautiful!! Ahhhh!!" Betty’s piercing scream echoed from the kitchen.

Chen Ze felt in that moment that Betty’s voice had reached the level of noise pollution.

"Oh my God! My God! What heavenly beauty is this!" Betty exclaimed in surprise at the sight of the Starry Sky Cake.

"Betty, hurry and take the cola out," Chen Ze rolled his eyes. If this went on, he felt Betty would certainly begin to coax him and then want to eat the cake.

"Manager~ I want to eat it~" Sure enough.

"This is for sale, ten thousand Gold Coins a piece, do you want it?" Chen Ze decided to wield the heavy artillery.

"Then... then I don’t want it..." Betty reluctantly walked out with the cola.

Chen Ze was a bit headachy; essentially, he had just blurted out a price that Betty could not afford.

Was the Starry Sky Cake difficult to make? Chen Ze didn’t think so, because the cake’s recipe was really simple, without any complicated steps.

But the materials required for the Starry Sky Cake were hard for Chen Ze to mass-produce, as the animation effect was getting weaker, and Chen Ze intuitively knew this.

If the animation effect disappeared, then Chen Ze would also lose the way to create the stars. Without these unique stars, the Starry Sky Cake would become extinct.

Unless Chen Ze found a substitute, but that wasn’t so easy to come by.

Chen Ze sighed and placed the failed Starry Sky Cake into the fridge, planning to keep it as a reminder.

Betty walked out reluctant to part, that Starry Sky Cake was too beautiful, Betty thought it was even more exquisite than the cherry blossom wine on the shelf.

Momonga-san looked up curiously; he, of course, had heard Betty’s scream, which made him very curious about what she saw that elicited such a cry.

What kind of food could be called too beautiful?

Momonga-san picked up the Elizabeth, drank it slowly, and savored it. He liked this drink; it had a strong flavor and gave him a slight feeling of drunkenness.

"Truly magical..." Momonga-san marvelled, knowing that after being unable to leave the game, he hadn’t had such intense emotional fluctuations.

Whenever he was too happy or too angry, it would be quickly suppressed, which had always annoyed Momonga-san.

But this feeling of intoxication wasn’t suppressed.