I Summoned the Demon King and Got a Dad - Chapter 91

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91. The Beginning of Another Contract (2)

At that moment.

Shuria had come down to the kitchen with Kan.

This was why she had sent Elisia to the training grounds in the first place.

To buy time.

Rum, the patissier of House Helios, looked flustered at the sight of Shuria confidently entering the kitchen and looking at her.

“You want help making a cake?”

Shuria’s reason for coming to the kitchen with Kan was simple.

It was to make a birthday cake for Theodor.

“Yes!”

Shuria nodded without the slightest hesitation.

Rum’s gaze slowly turned to Kan standing beside her.

Kan stood with his arms crossed, saying nothing, but he didn’t look particularly pleased.

“…Young Master Kan as well?”

Kan’s status was that of a fallen count’s son.

According to the setting, Theodor had brought him to be Shuria’s friend.

That’s why the people of the duchy called Kan “Young Master.”

At Rum’s question, Kan hesitated.

He had never done anything like this in his entire life.

His hands were meant for gripping swords, not kitchen knives.

Kan pondered and opened his mouth.

As expected, this wasn’t his kind of work.

“I—”

“We’re making it together!”

But Shuria didn’t give him a choice.

Kan let out a small sigh at Shuria’s sharp interruption, but he didn’t deny her words.

“But why are you suddenly making a cake?”

“It’s Dad’s birthday.”

Rum’s eyes widened at Shuria’s words.

Since becoming the duchy’s patissier, she had never once celebrated Theodor’s birthday.

And most of the duchy’s servants knew that Theodor himself was insensitive to such things.

But if such a lovely daughter celebrated his birthday, he would surely be delighted.

“I understand, of course I should help.”

Rum smiled and took out two aprons, placing them on the table.

“Let’s start with these.”

Shuria picked up an apron with an excited expression.

But unlike her, Kan only stared at the apron placed before him with a dejected expression.

“…Do I really have to?”

When Kan asked reluctantly, Rum answered with a laugh.

“Of course.”

Shuria was already holding out an apron to Kan.

“Here.”

Kan looked down at it for a moment.

He had to do it, but he didn’t want to.

But Shuria wasn’t patient enough to wait for someone like him.

Growing tired of waiting for an answer, Shuria directly wrapped the apron strings around Kan’s waist and tied them.

“….”

After a moment of confusion at her actions, Kan eventually gave up and stood still, looking down at her, while Rum suppressed her laughter at the cute sight of the two.

Looking at Kan and Shuria standing in front of the counter, Rum straightened up.

“Shall we begin then?”

She guided the two to the table where the ingredients were laid out.

Butter, sugar, flour, eggs.

The ingredients for making a cake were neatly arranged.

Shuria’s eyes sparkled.

“What do we do first?”

“We need to mix the butter until it becomes soft.”

Rum handed over a large bowl and spatula.

Shuria excitedly took them.

“I’ll do it!”

But the butter didn’t melt easily.

After stirring for a long time with no change in the butter’s texture, Shuria looked at Rum with pleading eyes.

“It’s not getting soft…”

At Shuria’s words, Rum turned her gaze to Kan.

“Would you like to try, Young Master?”

Kan hesitated, then took the bowl from her and moved his arms.

Unlike Shuria, Kan had good muscle strength and power.

Under his hands, the butter became soft in an instant, and seeing this, Shuria puffed out her cheeks in annoyance.

“I did all the work, you just finished it.”

And at Shuria’s reaction, Kan smiled and held out the mixing bowl to her.

“You can’t even do this, Shuria.”

Unlike how reluctant he had seemed, he was serious about teasing Shuria.

At Kan’s words, Shuria’s expression became even more fierce.

“You take half the batter.”

“What?”

“It’s a competition, to see who makes it better.”

Having said that, Shuria turned to Rum before even hearing Kan’s answer.

“What do we do next?”

“Now we need to add the eggs and flour.”

She handed over a few eggs.

Shuria took them and looked thoughtful for a moment.

“Do we… just put them in?”

Rum shook her head.

“You have to crack the shells.”

“Ah.”

Shuria nodded as if she understood.

Then she lightly tapped the egg against the edge of the bowl and used both hands to split the egg in half.

The egg naturally fell into the bowl.

It was a perfect shape with the yolk unbroken.

Shuria looked at Kan with a confident expression, and Kan also picked up the bowl and an egg.

Crack!

And the egg crumbled helplessly in Kan’s hands.

It wasn’t that Kan couldn’t control his strength; it was because the egg was too fragile.

“….”

Kan’s gaze slowly moved to inside the bowl.

Mixed in the batter were the yolk, egg white, and finely crushed shell pieces.

“You can’t even do that?”

Shuria’s mocking laughter came from behind him.

Kan ignored her voice and looked up at Rum.

At some point, his competitive spirit had ignited.

“What should I do?”

At Kan’s question, Rum smiled and held out a spoon to him.

“…If you just scoop out a little, it should be fine.”

“Yes.”

Kan, holding the bowl with one hand, silently began scooping out the shells.

And Shuria watched his actions intently from the side.

“We need to crack one more egg. Should I help?”

“It’s fine.”

At that moment.

With a plop, another shell fell back into the batter.

Kan’s brow furrowed slightly and Shuria lowered her head to suppress her laughter.

With Rum’s help instead of Shuria’s, Kan was able to safely add the next egg.

For a long while they mixed the batter, added flour, added sugar, and mixed again.

After several repetitions, a decent batter was completed.

“Now we just pour it into the mold and put it in the oven.”

At Rum’s words, Shuria’s eyes sparkled.

“Will it really become a cake?”

“Yes.”

Shuria and Kan carefully poured the batter into the molds.

Kan, who finished before Shuria, watched her while cleaning the table.

He thought there was no way the food he made could taste good.

“…Will it be edible?”

At Kan’s question, Rum smiled and said.

“Of course.”

The batter the two had made was placed in cake molds and went into the oven.

As the oven closed with a clicking sound, a brief silence settled over the kitchen.

Shuria crouched in front of the oven and peered through the glass window while Kan watched her.

“When will it be done?”

“We need to wait a little.”

At Rum’s answer, Shuria turned her head and this time looked at Kan.

“Do you think Father will like it?”

Kan was silent for a moment.

He looked at the batter that had slowly begun to rise inside the oven.

The clumsy cake made by him and Shuria could never match a professional patissier.

But instead, their cake contained sincerity.

Strangely, he felt that Theodor would value their sincerity more, even if it didn’t taste good.

“…He will like it.”

“I thought so too!”

Shuria said this with a bright smile and turned her gaze back to the oven.

He had never had a birthday.

There was no reason or leisure to care about such things.

He had come this far with just one goal of becoming the Demon Lord.

If he had told himself a year ago that he would be baking cakes in the Mortal Realm, he never would have believed it.

But strangely, he didn’t dislike this situation.

Kan found himself thinking, just for a moment, that he envied Theodor.

“When is your birthday?”

So he couldn’t help but be surprised by Shuria’s words at that moment.

“…I don’t have one.”

“How can someone not have a birthday?”

“I am a demon.”

“Don’t demons have mothers?”

It was a pure question with no malice.

Kan was momentarily at a loss for words.

“They do.”

“Ah, your mother was bad? My mother was bad too!”

Where on earth did such a conclusion come from?

And why was she saying such things so confidently?

Kan couldn’t understand any of it.

“Then from now on, I’ll celebrate your birthday for you.”

“…I don’t know when my birthday is.”

“The day you met me, let’s make that your birthday. I’ll congratulate you every time.”

Shuria said this with a smile.

And only then did Kan realize.

That Theodor’s birthday was not much different from his own.

And who had saved Theodor.

Kan barely suppressed his laughter.

After all, he too was just a child who desperately wanted family more than power.

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