Chapter 349.1. Pre-Celebration

After that, we all returned home together. Masatoshi somehow fainted, so Sena took him home. Sena is truly a saint.
Unfortunately, I couldn’t come up with a way to help Masatoshi. If I defeat the main culprit boss, there might be a slight chance of things returning to normal, but I have to wait and see. So, I’ll keep an eye on him.
Well, she did jump into the tiger’s mouth myself… to be on the safe side, maybe she should go out next time. Mii-chan has really rounded out.
Not in terms of body shape, though. Seriously. Because I’m so slim people are worried she might have stopped growing.
I’m emphasizing that has its meaning.
Mii-chan and the others who returned home are in the dining room now.
“Congratulations on becoming the ‘Queen’, Mii-chan.”
“Amazing, Mii-chan.”
“Congratulations, Mii-chan.”
“Way to go, Em-chan.”
“Congratulations, Miu-neesan.”
Papa and mama, Yamiyo, Tamamo, and her little brother Haru-kun, and Aburage parents all celebrate. It’s what we call a pre-ceremony celebration. Tamamo invited the family for a pre-celebration because she felt sorry for leaving Haru-kun out.
Sitting around the long table, Mii-chan is in a good mood with the dishes in front of her.
“Thank you, everyone! Mii-chan will become a Queen! Um, the goal is to have a thousand residents in Tokyo first!”
It’s a lofty goal, I say while raising my cup to greet the crowd with a hearty laugh. The orange juice inside makes a clinking sound. Oops, it spills.
“That’s a high goal, isn’t it? It might be easy since people have already started changing their addresses.”
Papa says to me, beer in hand. Mmmm, I see, a thousand people is easy.
“Oh, then let’s aim for a million!”
“Oh my, the goal suddenly became high.”
Laughing, mama makes me embarrassed, and I wriggle my body with a shy smile.
“I think Mii-sama can easily do it.”
“Yeah, yeah. Tamamo will do her best too. Let’s make it prosperous.”
“Thank you, Yamiyo-chan, Tamamo-chan.”
Responding with a smile to the powerful words, Mii-chan smiles brightly. Seeing Mii-chan’s smile, everyone smiles gently.
“Well then, let’s eat sukiyaki! Cheers!”
“Cheers!”
The clinking sound of glasses echoes, and a fun and enjoyable dinner begins.
In front of us is a pot placed on the stove. The boiling pot is sukiyaki.
Banzai, she love sukiyaki too. Mama’s homemade hamburgers are the best, but hot pot that everyone can eat together is delicious too. Among them, sukiyaki is Mii-chan’s favorite. Fugu chili might be the best.
“… But how do you eat sukiyaki correctly?”
“Isn’t it boiled in a pot like this?”
“No, I think they did it like this so that everyone can eat it easily. Originally, it seems you’re supposed to pour the sauce over the grilled meat and eat it.”
“Isn’t that yakiniku? And if you eat it that way, everyone can’t share it, right?”
Mii-chan and the kids tilt their heads a little, puzzled. The adults, like papa, on the other hand, eat without worrying, talking among themselves.
“Young lady, you should give it a try.”
Nimue smoothly appears from the side and places a new pot before me. An empty pot.
I see. I can predict the punchline. You plan to grill it yourself and eat it right away. Ranko-san is standing behind you, looking interested.
“First, spread beef fat, and then add the meat.”
Nimue says calmly and puts the meat into the pot with a thud. The sound of the meat sizzling in the heated pot fills the air. The aroma of the grilled meat makes your stomach growl.
It looks delicious. But what’s this?
“How many grams is this lump?”
“It’s 1 kilogram. Um, should I pour in the dipping sauce after quickly grilling it?”
While reading the memo, Nimue pours in the dipping sauce. 
However, it doesn’t seem to penetrate the lump of meat, which could pass for roast beef.
“Hmm, this is undercooked! Strange. It should have worked if I followed the instructions.”
“The memo says thinly sliced meat, right?”
“They say big things come in small packages… Somehow, only the surface is getting burnt!”
In a panic, Nimue rolls the lump of meat around. Well, if you pour easily-burnable dipping sauce like that, it’s bound to get burnt.
“Well, can’t be helped. Oh well! Let’s cut it in the kitchen for now.”
“It’s good that this way of eating didn’t work; it proves it was wrong.”
Not realizing her lack of cooking skills, the blue-haired maid takes the pot and gets pulled away by Ranko-san. If someone says this way of eating is wrong, Kansai people would be upset, seriously.
Well, Mii-chan thinks it’s fine to simmer it in a pot for everyone to eat.
“Since it’s Mii-chan’s celebration today, how about veggies-meat-meat-white rice-meat-meat!?”
Usually, it’s veggies-meat-white rice-veggies-veggies, but today, I think a slightly different way of eating is allowed.
“Well then, let’s start with vegetables.”
“Hehe, I’ll serve Mii-sama’s plate. Which one would you like? Hydra Chinese Cabbage, Crescent Moon Shiitake, Flame Negi. There are many high-quality ingredients.” 
With a cheerful smile, Yamiyo holds chopsticks and asks.