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The Least Common Denominator XLIII.III Timed Mechanics
"Omu...rice?""Yep," I grinned. "A serving of creamy egg on top of fried rice."It was one of my favorite dishes to have fun with back in the old world. With the monotony of constantly having fried rice with egg every single day of my fucking life, I got bored enough to the point of actually bothering to learn to cook something new. And would you look at that, it was also during a time that I was pretty obsessed with watching cooking channels on the internet. One thing led to another, and before I knew it, I was flipping eggs like a champ, much to my mother's chagrin due to not liking runny eggs for breakfast.Needless to say, I became an expert on breakfast food out of boredom and necessity.Placing the plate of creamy goodness in front of her, I offered her a spoon before turning to look at whatever ingredients I had
The Least Common Denominator XLIII.IV TImed Mechanics
And as I walked through the valley on the shadow of fiery death, I will fear no heat stroke, for it was still a few hours away from midday. It wouldn't be inaccurate to say that the temperature was at a pleasant thirty degrees Centigrade, but that was with me already having a distinct resistance against heat-based obstacles due to my own affinities. Realistically, it was probably already pushing thirty-five by now, and that would only rise from there the higher the sun rose throughout the day."And wasn't that gonna be fun for later..."Roaming the market streets with nothing but my own pocket money, I kept an eye out for a handful of ingredients in my mind as I aimlessly followed a crowd of fellow market-goers through their paces. I wasn't in any hurry anyway, seeing that I had only now just remembered how ridiculously long it took to make a decent demi-glace sauce was. Witho
The Least Common Denominator XLIII.V Timed Mechanics
Taking that as my cue, I quickly jumped into action as Bennie wiped the tears off her face from her previous failed attempts at a scrambled omelet. Good thing too, as I was actually starting to see the first wave of customers building up just on the other side of the street."Get the vegetables ready!" Bennie shouted out, her tone sounding strained as she flitted throughout the room. "I'll start mashing the rice!""Got it!"Nodding at Bennie's instruction, I sprang to work and brandished the nearest knife available. With a practiced ease, I made quick work of the vegetables offered up to my cutting board; my hands flying at a speed that would make any trained chef weep. I knew it was pretty dangerous. The speed that I was doing this was bound to make me lose a finger or something as the lightning-fast thuds echoed from underneath my fingers. Grante
The Least Common Denominator XLIV.I Fahrenheit
Patience. The unending virtue of the ultimate saint. As someone that's sorely lacking in this department, I had no right in lecturing anyone about this subject, let alone tell someone to just wait and let the chips fall down where they may lie when I, myself, had the patience of a fucking firework. Granted, my patience would be considered as pretty decent so long as it came to matters I didn't really give a shit about, but if it came to the stuff that really mattered, I was pretty fucking impatient to the point of leaving even my friends behind if it meant I got to finish faster. I supposed it was the reason why I always ended up going first whenever there were exams being administered; my stupid, impatient brain not even thinking twice before shading in an answer. And then I realize that I had shaded it wrong a few minutes later and I wouldn't be able to take it back. And in a world where even a single point could mean passing or fa
The Least Common Denominator XLIV.II Fahrenheit
Another day, another dish to make. Day two... or three, was it? of teaching Bennie how to make omurice was in the cards today. And judging by the meaty smell permeating the stall as I approached it, I'd guess that she took it upon herself to continue reducing the sauce herself."Good morning, Crimson," Bennie beamed at me, much to my surprise. "I took out the gunk that floated on the sauce when I got here. Then I put it on the stove to get it boiling again."I raised an eyebrow at that. "Oh wow. Good job, Bennie.""T-thank you..."Ignoring the faint giggling that seemed to echo from somewhere, I made my way to the demi-glace that was in the making while brandishing a ladle hanging from one of the racks. Giving the dark brown mixture a stir, the smell had improved considerably as the sauce seemed to have reduced down to
The Least Common Denominator XLIV.III Fahrenheit
Huh? For sale?Looking in Bennie's direction, I could only raise an eyebrow in suspicion as I spotted a man dressed in merchant garbs. He looked absolutely gaudy though, with some of the metal chains hanging on his necklace clattering with each movement. Gold earrings as well. Damn, he wore more jewelry than I ever did back when I had my eighteenth birthday.And god was he fat as fuck."I don't think you understand, girlie. You don't get to have a say in how I run my business," the man haughtily scoffed in her general direction, raising a chubby hand to his equally chubby chin as the rings on his fingers looked like they were about to pop at the sheer pressure his fat was exerting at them. "I shall buy this stall, as stipulated by my right as the leader of the merchant guild."Okay? Leader of the local merchant guild, a
The Least Common Denominator Interlude XVII: Bennie
Bennie didn't trust Crimson.As much as the older lady had helped her with her stall, as well as practically giving her another gold mine of a recipe in the form of this... omurice, the self-proclaimed sister of her mentor had done absolutely nothing that would ingrain herself into the young girl good graces. Well, maybe she already did that, actually. Maybe Crimson already made herself a space in Bennie's lonely heart, a space that Olivia had left all those months ago back when she was still there teaching her everything she needed to survive. Maybe...Maybe she didn't want her new big sister to leave just yet."Please... tell me..."Looking at her current mentor, the conflicting feelings that Bennie had for the woman in front of her swirled in a coalescence of apprehension and guilt as the desperation in Crimson's voi
The Least Common Denominator XLV.I Law of Conservation
In a perfect world, everyone would have the ability to not be sad on demand. And before you ask, no, I don't mean having the ability to turn off your brain via means of suicide and the like. No, what I meant was that a perfect world would no longer have the need for such an emotion in the first place. Perfection, in the literal sense, means that there are no imperfections, blemished; any type of information or action that can even cause such a thing is removed from the equation in the first place. Now, of course, wouldn't that be boring, you may ask? Well, yes. Strictly speaking, without the contrast of sadness, happiness would simply be a blank emotion for one cannot exist without the other. And yet, humanity strives for such a place. Heavens from various religions constantly preach of such a place where there are no more strife, suffering, and sorrow, and yet do we really think of the consequences of such a place? Do we really want
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