I am a demoness born in a remote village.
However, I have almost no magic power.
Without magic power, I cannot use spells, which means I am considered of lower value in terms of combat ability.
On top of that, I cannot marry.
There is a high chance that any children I bear would also lack magic power.
In a remote village, battles against demon beasts and monsters are a constant reality.
I had accepted this as an unavoidable truth...
But I never expected to be cast out of the village.
Grrrrr
Do those villagers not know the stories told by bards?
They must have heard them!
The ones who drive out the protagonist always meet a miserable fate!
Well, claiming that I am the protagonist might be a bit of a stretch...
But everyone is the protagonist of their own story!
...Wait!
Could it be that they sent me away so I could find a place where I truly belong...?
No?
It’s just because I’m a picky eater and devour food for three people?
...
Idiots, idiots! Even if they beg me to come back, I won’t!
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I drifted from place to place.
I wanted to settle down somewhere, but I couldn’t hold a job for long.
The reason?
Probably because I have a short temper.
Since I have no magic power, I had no choice but to train my physical strength.
Yes, no choice but to train.
Thanks to that, I managed to get generous “donations” from people who underestimated me just because I was a woman, allowing me to continue my travels.
Donations.
I didn’t extort them.
I swear.
It’s just that, after a fistfight, when I jokingly ask if they wanted to marry me, they’ll pull out their wallets of their own accord.
That’s not my fault.
But living off donations alone was tough.
I had to find another way.
That’s when I heard about a big gambling event.
Swan Race.
Now that sounded interesting.
So, I set my sights on Village Five, all for the Swan Race.
And there, I truly understood what it meant to have a fated encounter.
Ah, no, winning the race wasn’t fate—it was pure skill.
That swan might have been an underdog, but he was bursting with determination.
I believed in him, and he won.
The payout was insane!
The food was amazing!
Wait, I was talking about fate!
I had my fated encounter...
With the cake I ate at a place called Kuro and Yuki!
Yes, cake!
It was incredible!
What was this?!
Sweet!
Incredible!
Sweet!
I wanted more!
Eh?
They just so happened to be looking for a cake cooker?
I’ll do it, I’ll do it, please let me do it!
I have no cooking experience!
The most I can do is grill food!
But I have a huge stomach!
I eat as much as three adults!
Now that I say it, that’s not really a selling point, is it?
Yet, somehow, I was allowed to train as a ‘patissier’ candidate.
Thank you very much!
And the training was harsh... brutal...
But I made it through!
I can’t call myself a full-fledged patissier yet, but I’ve secured a job at a brand-new shop!
And it comes with lodging!
That’s a lifesaver, since I’ve only ever stayed in inns for long-term stays.
I did earn a bit of income by helping out as a server and kitchen assistant at Kuro and Yuki between training sessions, though.
Village Five has way too many places that serve delicious food.
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I checked out of my inn and headed to the shop that had hired me, along with the other patissier and sales clerks.
One of the patissier—our leader, an elf—had scouted the place in advance, so he guided us there.
The shop was located at the foot of Village Five.
...
Hmm, it’s a bit far from the main area of Village Five.
Doesn’t seem like an ideal location for business.
Will it really be okay?
I’d be in trouble if the shop went under.
I was a little worried, but when I saw the shop, my doubts vanished.
What is this?
A glass door?
The stairs... move?
I wasn’t surprised by the magical ovens, refrigerators, and freezers since I’d seen them at Kuro and Yuki... but the sheer number and size of them were shocking.
Especially this massive freezer.
If someone got locked inside, they’d freeze to death.
Oh, there’s a way to open it from the inside?
I’ll never forget that!
And with all this high-end equipment...
Just how much money did they pour into this place?
I could see the seriousness behind this business.
This shop isn’t going under anytime soon.
Looks like I landed myself a great job.
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Oh, I almost forgot.
First, I need to greet the manager who hired me—wait, acting manager?
Like Youko-sama of Village Five and Kinesta-sama of Kuro and Yuki?
Is that some kind of trend in urban areas? Why do high ranking people called acting or deputies?
I won’t resist though.
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