“Yes. Just eat it straight away like an ice cream cake,” Mag said to Firis in a gentle tone of voice as if he was the snake that was enticing Eve to eat the forbidden fruit.

  Firis still thought this scent was a little weird. However, after smelling it for a while, it didn’t seem as pungent as before. But she still wasn’t able to describe the scent. It was rather special and different from all the scents that she had smelled before.

  Firis hesitated for a moment after hearing Mag’s words. She looked up straight into that pair of gentle eyes, and everything seemed to melt in them. A blush appeared on her face, and then she fed the spoonful of durian that she was holding into her mouth.

  Camilla, who was standing at the kitchen’s entrance, stared at Firis in shock with wide eyes.

  She couldn’t even stand the smell, and Firis actually put that weird durian’s flesh into her mouth.

  “Ugh!”


  Firis was shocked too. She only wanted to take a small lick to taste it to give Mag some face. However, due to her nervousness, she fed herself the whole spoonful of durian.

  However, the anticipated weird taste didn’t explode in her mouth, and a sweet taste blossomed gradually.

  She pressed her lips together gently, and the durian flesh simply melted away. The smooth texture was comparable to the tofu pudding.

  And there was a rich sweetness that followed after, which filled up each and every taste bud.

  That kind of sweetness was different from the sugar syrup’s. It seemed to have constructed a scrumptious seal with the taste, which was then suddenly slapped onto her.

  She could accept the scent of the durian suddenly. It was no longer a weird scent, but an extremely exquisite aroma!

  The aroma was so rich that it was pungent, but after you tasted it, the aroma that was within and out of your body seemed to have reached a certain kind of balance, and applied some kind of filter on you, which allowed you to suddenly feel that sweet aroma.

  She swallowed the durian’s flesh, but the aroma still lingered on the tip of the tongue.

  Firis closed her eyes, and her tongue flicked across her lips instinctively with a satisfied smile on her face.

  Irina walked into the kitchen and then backed out, covering her nose. She looked at Firis, who was still reminiscing about the taste, with a dreary look. “Did you eat poop, Bean Sprout?”


  “Huh?” Firis opened her eyes and looked at Irina, who was standing at the entrance with a disbelief look. She then looked at the spoon in her hand, and swiftly wiped away the tiny bit of the yellow durian at the corner of her lips. She shook her head. “No…… oh no…… Princess, you’re mistaken……”


  Irina sighed, and piteously said to Firis, “Even though the Night Elves are having a tough time now, you don’t have to force this on yourself. How am I going to face you after you did that……”


  “Princess, I really didn’t eat……”


  “Alright. I will pretend I didn’t see anything today. Remember to brush your teeth. You still have to cut the ingredients for the customers.” Irina waved her hand and then glared at Mag. “Why didn’t you stop her?!”


  “I……” Mag had an innocent expression. What was that?

  Irina didn’t give them a chance to explain themselves. She walked toward the stairs as she said, “I’m tired, so I will be taking a nap. You three enjoy your food. Wake me up for lunch later.”


  Then, the three of them were left staring at one another, at a loss for words.

  “Ahem. She didn’t understand what was going on, so let’s take it as nothing has happened.” Mag cleared his throat to alleviate the awkwardness before asking Firis, “So how’s that, Firis? What do you think about the taste of the durian?”


  Camilla was also staring at Firis curiously. The feeling of eating something with such a gooey texture had to be horrible?

  “I’ve never eaten a fruit like this. It’s so shockingly scrumptious. The extremely rich aroma, smooth texture, and sweet taste are all unbelievable. I could say it was the most delicious fruit I had ever eaten, even all the fruits in Wind Forest aren’t comparable to it,” Firis replied honestly. Now, her throat already couldn’t help moving, and her body craved another bite as she smelled the aroma.

  “H-how could that be?” Camilla, who was expecting Firis to describe some horrible experience, stared at Firis in disbelief.

  Firis turned around and smiled at Camilla. “Big Sister Camilla, do you want to try? This durian is really very delicious. It’s just like stinky tofu. You can only appreciate its scrumptiousness after you taste it for yourself.”


  “I…… I reject.” Camilla crossed her arms. Stinky tofu was also a food that she couldn’t accept. No matter how many people said how delicious it was, it was a food that she wouldn’t want to try.

  As for this so-called durian, it was a food that was on the same level with the stinky tofu to her. Don’t even think of asking her to try it.

  Mag didn’t want to force Camilla, since she really didn’t like the durian. He placed the durian on the workbench before turning on the kitchen’s regional scent segregation system, and purified the air in the kitchen at the same time. Then, he said to Camilla, “You may come in now. I’ve already controlled the scent within the workbench’s area.”


  Camilla stretched out an arm into the kitchen, grabbed a handful of air, and smelled it. After making sure there was no weird stench, she returned to the kitchen and continued preparing the ingredients with Firis.

  Mag shook his head rather helplessly. As expected, durian was a food whose fans praised as fragrant, while its haters said it stunk.

  However, he still had to make the durian pizza, or else how were the people going to know about the scrumptiousness of the durian?

  He took out the pieces of durian flesh, removed the seeds, and crushed them into a paste before taking out all the other ingredients to make the durian pizza.

  Firis kept looking over at Mag. She was rather curious. The durian itself was already so delicious, why did they have to process it? Also, what was a pizza?

  Mag placed the durian pizza in the oven, and Miya, Amy, and the rest soon returned to the restaurant one after the other. They were all rather expectant when they heard Mag was going to make a new product for them at lunch.

  Amy went into the kitchen. As she pointed at the durian on the workbench, she curiously asked, “Father, what is that thing that looks like a porcupine?”


  “That’s the shell of the durian,” Mag, who was making the tofu pudding now, answered without even looking over.

  “Durian? Lingering feelings[1]? Who would have lingering feelings for such a weird ugly thing?” Amy was puzzled.

  “Whoever had eaten it before would definitely have lingering feelings for it,” Firis said softly as her throat moved.

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