Celitia's hands were steady with appropriate force, quickly beating the eggs evenly and adding a little water.

She picked up a steamer from the corner, filled it with water, and placed the glass bowl containing the egg mixture inside.

That's right, what she wanted to show these primitive people was advanced cuisine from greater China—steamed egg custard.

These were the correct steps, right? They should be correct, right?

Holding the steamer, Celitia struggled to search through somewhat fuzzy memories in her mind, feeling it should be more or less right.

"But... but..." Benita was very conflicted.

Shanie also curiously widened her eyes: "This is completely different from the teacher's method, isn't it?"

"When it comes to cooking, you need to have your own ideas. Innovation is the most important thing."

Celitia didn't even blink as she spouted convincing nonsense, fooling Shanie and Benita into believing her.

Sophia's ominous premonition grew stronger.

Celitia usually looked confident, and this time was no exception.

If Sophia hadn't eaten her fried eggs before, she would have believed her now too.

And now she was going to innovate... was this really okay?

Under the gaze of three pairs of eyes, Celitia picked up seasoning jars one by one, carefully smelling them.

Maybe adding some seasoning would make it taste better?

Without much thought, Celitia poured a little bit of each one in.

Of course, this time she absolutely didn't mistake sugar for salt.

Placing the steamer on the fire and covering it with a lid, Celitia thought for a moment and increased the heat.

High heat takes less time, so the result should be more tender and delicious, right?

While they waited for the steamed egg custard to finish, Teacher Jessie made a round and walked over to Celitia's group.

"Teacher, teacher!"

Shanie quickly waved her hand, excitedly presenting her finished product to Jessie. "I'm already done, try mine!"

"Mm, not bad. Student Shanie made it very successfully."

Jessie ate a piece, praised Shanie, then her gaze fell on the large steamer on the stove, and she was immediately stunned.

"What are you making?"

Celitia cleared her throat: "It's an egg preparation you've never seen before. I call it 'steamed egg custard'—"

Before she could finish speaking, the steamer on the fire suddenly made a loud explosive sound, and the entire pot shook violently.

"Wah?! What's happening??" Benita screamed in fright.

Celitia leaned forward in confusion to see what was wrong with the steamer, when she suddenly felt her arm tighten and was pulled back by a strong force.

A strand of golden hair blocked her vision, and Celitia realized that Sophia had already positioned herself in front of her, firmly protecting her with her body.

"S-something seems to have exploded. Don't go over there yet."

Sophia's voice was also very tense, but in that instant just now, she had instinctively protected Celitia behind her.

She herself hadn't noticed, but Celitia was clearly aware of it.

Looking at the girl's back, Celitia's eyes gradually took on a complex light.

"What did you all do?!"

Jessie hurriedly extinguished the fire and opened the steamer lid.

The moment she saw what was inside, she frowned deeply, her expression becoming extremely colorful.

The glass bowl had shattered into pieces, and the egg mixture had expanded into honeycomb-like chunks scattered in every corner of the steamer.

More importantly, these "honeycombs" weren't the normal color of eggs but had been dyed a strange brownish-yellow by the seasonings.

That explosion had attracted the attention of the entire class, and almost all the students had gathered around, craning their necks to watch the spectacle.

"What happened? Did something explode?"

"Uh... what's that stuff in the pot? Is that really eggs?"

"It looks like honeycomb? Or maybe mushrooms that have bloomed?"

"It must have been processed with some kind of magic. Can magic be used like this?"

"Better not—look at that color... it's kind of disgusting..."

Amid the many discussions, Celitia shrugged, looking completely innocent.

"Well, I forgot that the glass here isn't heat-resistant and explodes easily," she muttered. "It doesn't look good, but the taste should be fine."

Celitia scooped up a spoonful of "steamed egg custard" with a spoon. After hesitating for a moment, thinking that she couldn't taste anything anyway, she offered it toward the surrounding students.

"Try some—uh."

The student closest to the spoon quickly retreated two steps, shaking their head like a rattle drum, looking at Celitia with complete terror.

Celitia held the spoon with an increasingly innocent expression:

"Although the bowl exploded, the stuff inside is really fine. Just think of it as trying something new."

The student's head still shook like a rattle drum:

"If I've done something bad, please let the goddess punish me with divine retribution, rather than eating this thing that makes me feel like I'll ascend to heaven in the next second."

Celitia: "..."

Was it really that exaggerated?

They were all just ignorant fools!!

She puffed up her cheeks in anger, and her usually thin face became round and plump, adding three parts cuteness.

The next moment, Celitia felt her hand lighten as someone took the spoon from her.

She turned her head and said in surprise: "Sophia?"

Sophia didn't know how she had inexplicably taken the spoon containing the terrifying food.

Compared to her usual cool indifference, Celitia's pouty expression was so vivid and charming.

She wasn't an aloof, proud deity who seemed to have mistakenly entered the human world, but a living person with strengths and weaknesses, things she was good at and things she wasn't.

She wanted to see more sides of her.

Whether cold, gentle, angry, or frustrated...

She wanted to know much, much more about her.

Meeting Celitia's gaze, Sophia faintly smiled.

"Since you say there's no problem... then I'll give it a try."

As if heroically sacrificing herself, Sophia took a deep breath, closed her eyes, and poured the steamed egg custard from the spoon into her mouth.

It was soft with many bubbles, but quite smooth and tender. The taste was a bit strange, with the flavors of spices mixed in and some fishy egg smell...

Sophia swallowed it in one gulp and blinked her eyes.

It didn't seem that terrible. If the pot hadn't exploded and the seasonings had been more normal, it might have been even more delicious?

The students were in an uproar:

"As expected of Her Highness the Princess, she actually dared to eat that!"

"Well, it was for Miss Celitia after all..."

"Come to think of it, did I miss some opportunity?!"

Celitia was slightly stunned.

She saw bright light dancing in the girl's eyes, like a ray of light penetrating through thin fog in the morning twilight.

Was it just... that she didn't want to disappoint her?

Celitia irritably snatched the spoon back from Sophia's hands.

"You actually dared to eat that. Should I say your courage is big enough?"

"As a princess, of course I need to be bold. Don't think I'll be easily scared."

Speaking of this, Sophia became proud instead, holding her head high with full momentum, only the slight redness on her ears betraying her.