Kartoffel Translations

Prev  |  TOC  |  Next Near the royal palace, at the athletic training grounds, the noble daughters were once again working up a sweat, desperate to earn permission to go to the hot spring on the eleventh floor. Even though most of them were still far from meeting the physical requirements, over the past few months, several had already shed their excess weight—and a few had even started to blossom into real beauties before even soaking in the springs. “Fwaaah... I finally finished ten laps! I’m dead tired... I feel like I’m gonna die... But wasn’t the requirement thirty laps? That’s way too much...” “Still, I’ve slimmed down a lot. Maybe this isn’t such a bad thing after all.” Even the girls who had been on the verge of despair at how distant the goal seemed couldn’t help but smile at that. “You ladies are looking a lot more toned lately. Exercise really is good for you.” “Thirty laps around here, huh... Honestly, it kinda feels like Her Majesty Yuzha just doesn’t wa...

Prev  |  TOC  |  Next An energetic, middle-aged woman had gone full streaker-battle mode. If she hadn’t been turned into a fairly attractive middle-aged lady by the spring on the sixth floor, that whole scene would’ve been a straight-up death sentence. That was the thought running through my head as I watched the captain dash naked across the grassy plains. “Man, I really wish I could see their actual combat stats sometime. Just how strong are knights who explore beyond the twentieth floor?” There was no doubt they were stronger than the Second Unit—even accounting for the bit of “cheating” I’d done by having them bounce back and forth between the tenth- and eleventh-floor hot springs for training. I couldn’t imagine the girls in the current Second Unit punching out a ninth-floor monster barehanded while completely nude. According to Peta-chan, no dungeon in the world had ever been conquered past the thirtieth floor. So that meant... even with their power, the thirti...

Prev  |  TOC  |  Next In the Master Room, Peta-chan had been tirelessly cooking one dish after another, without taking a single break. After the pork miso soup, I had her make fried rice, karaage, steamed pork buns, grilled fish, cookies—you name it. I taught her the fundamental cooking techniques: boiling, stir-frying, deep-frying, steaming, baking, and even mixing ingredients by proper measurements, shaping them, and baking afterward. As expected, Peta-chan had a sharp memory. Once she was properly taught and had the chance to try it hands-on, she stopped making those absurd beginner mistakes altogether and became capable of making food that was entirely edible—honestly, more than decent. “Alright! If you’ve come this far, you should be able to figure out how to cook just by reading the recipes in this book! Let’s try recreating everything in here!” With that, I conjured up a cookbook like the ones you'd find at any bookstore and handed it to her. In other words, I...