Chapter 19 The Dining Hall for Female Summoners
Edited by: Kanaa-senpai
”The dining hall for ladies is just this way, desuwa,” Jane-san said.
Following Jane-san, we arrived at our destination in short order. Since it was a facility intended for the summoners, it appeared to be located on the same floor as our quarters. The room contained four tables, each capable of seating six. It seemed no one had arrived to eat yet, but a savory aroma wafted from the back where the cooking was underway.
”Sara. You’ve appeared at quite the opportune moment, desuwa,” Jane-san called out.
”Hmm? What is it, Jane? And this is… Anma-san¹, I take it?” Sara-san asked.
”Ah, yes. I’m Anma,” I replied.
Jane-san struck up a conversation with a stunning woman radiating an intense allure. Her features leaned toward the ‘cute’ side, and while she lacked the sheer volume of Alisha-san’s chest, there was a certain suggestive grace in her every movement.
”Anma-sama, this is my colleague, Sara. She is currently serving as the maid for Koshino-sama, desuwa,” Jane-san introduced.
”I’m Sara. I look forward to working with you,” the girl said.
”I’m Anma. The pleasure is mine,” I replied.
So, this was Koshino’s personal maid… Which meant the ‘chef’ in the kitchen was Koshino herself. I’d heard Kuroki-san was handling the textiles and clothing. Oh, there’s Koshino now, peeking over at us from the back.
In the brief moment my concentration wavered, Sara-san snatched up my right hand, enveloping it in both of hers. Without hesitation, she pulled it directly against her chest. It’s so soft—wait, no!
”Huh? Whoa!” I stammered.
”So these are the hands that represent our light of hope… I’ll be coming to visit you quite soon, so please be sure to take good care of me, all right?” Sara-san whispered.
”Y-Yes,” I managed to choke out.
”It’s not ‘yes.’ Sara, do try to maintain some professional dignity, desuwa,” Jane-san scolded.
”Okaaaay,” Sara-san chirped.
”We certainly got in trouble, didn’t we?” Sara-san teased, sticking her tongue out playfully. Jane-san let out a weary ‘honestly’ in response.
”As you are aware, Anma-sama will be taking his meals at this dining hall starting this afternoon, desuwa,” Jane-san explained.
”Yes, I’m well aware,” Sara-san replied.
”However, I have received a summons from Her Highness. I would appreciate it if you could look after Anma-sama during the lunch hour, desuwa,” Jane-san requested.
”I don’t mind, but… to be called away by Her Highness, just what on earth did you do?” Sara-san asked curiously.
”It is nothing of consequence, desuwa,” Jane-san replied dismissively.
”Hmm? Is that really the case?”.
As Jane-san tried to gloss over the matter, Sara-san leaned in close to her ear.
”You’ve got a very naughty mark on your neck♡ You’d better give me all the juicy details later, okay?♡”
Jane-san recoiled instantly, clutching her neck. A beaming Sara-san added, “Her Highness the Princess is likely waiting for your report with bated breath, so you’d better hurry along.”
”Very well, I leave him in your care, desuwa. Anma-sama, I shall see you later,” Jane-san said before making her exit.
”Yup, consider the job done!” Sara-san replied.
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As Jane-san departed, Koshino-san made her way over to us.
”She’s quite the beauty. Is she your maid, Anma?”
”Yeah, that’s right,” I said.
Koshino was a fairly energetic girl. Despite her spunky personality, her hobbies included cooking and baking; back in home economics class, she was constantly besieged by other girls wanting to learn her secrets.
”I heard you were assigned the cooking duty, Koshino. Are you already finished?” I asked.
”I just wrapped up. Everyone will be arriving shortly, so I’m just having the staff keep everything warm enough so the quality doesn’t drop,” Koshino replied.
So the preparation was complete. I wondered where exactly I was supposed to receive my portion. I took a quick peek toward the kitchen area.
”Anma-kun? Whatever are you doing in a place like this?”
A voice suddenly called out from behind me—it was the Class President. I turned to find her and a few others approaching. Her bust—unquestionably the largest in our entire class—swayed with a distinct, heavy bounce. It was the sort of movement that made one seriously doubt the presence of a bra.
Yesterday, Sensei had gone without. Was it possible the Class President was also… I felt a lump in my throat as I swallowed.
”…What is it?” the Class President asked suspiciously, folding her arms beneath her chest.
”Nothing,” I replied quickly. Sensing the tension, Sara-san stepped in to assist.
”Anma-san is going to be taking his meals here with us starting today,” Sara-san explained.
”Is that so, Anma-kun? I wonder why that is,” the Class President pondered.
”I have a maid, Jane-san, assigned to me, but if I try to use the men’s dining hall with her, the atmosphere gets… well, heavy. The other guys seem like they can’t speak freely when a woman is present. I asked if there was an alternative, and I ended up here,” I explained.
”I see. And where might this Jane-san be now?” the Class President asked.
”She was summoned to the chambers of Her Highness. So it looks like we’re eating separately for lunch today,” I replied.
”Oh, is that so. I was actually hoping to meet her, so that’s a bit of a disappointment,” the Class President remarked.
”The food service is over this way,” Sara-san guided me. I followed her lead. The distribution process felt remarkably like a school cafeteria; I moved along the line, receiving various dishes on a tray.
”Oh, Anma-kun. So you’ve made your way here after all,” Sensei said.
”Ah, Sensei, are you helping with the serving?” I asked.
”Yes, I’m lending a hand today. Since Koshino-san did the lion’s share of the work, the least I can do is help dish it out. Here you go,” Sensei said warmly.
She handed me a portion of salad. I accepted it and found a seat at an open table. True to Jane-san’s request, Sara-san took a seat directly opposite me, accompanied by Koshino.
Given the abundance of empty tables, the other girls didn’t seem inclined to join us. Even so, the total headcount was surprisingly low. Were there only about ten girls in total? Aside from Sara-san, there was only one other maid present.
”Sara-san. The numbers seem a bit thin. Are there still girls busy with work elsewhere?” I asked.
”Ah, the girls in the subjugation squad² take their midday meals at the knight order’s canteen. The distance from the training grounds to here is quite substantial. With four of them missing, the room probably feels a bit emptier than usual,” Sara-san clarified.
”I see. So their training has already commenced today,” I noted.
”Yes. Though I suspect they’re simply observing the proceedings for now,” Sara-san replied.
While I had been occupied with my intimate encounter with Jane-san, it seemed my classmates were already embarking on their first training sessions. When I framed it like that, didn’t it make me look like a total degenerate?
”I heard your Job⁵ is ‘Cook,’ Koshino. What exactly does that allow you to do?” I asked.
”Let’s see… put simply, my manual dexterity receives a significant boost, and I gain the ability to decipher the recipes of any dish I’ve tasted. The catch is that there’s no automated list; I have to manually recall the flavors I’ve experienced. That part is a bit of a headache,” Koshino explained.
”It’s a fairly standard limitation for production-class³ Skills⁴. There have been records of chefs with similar constraints in the past. Even Kuroki-san mentioned she could easily replicate any garments she had previously seen,” Sara-san added.
Wait. If Kuroki-san was indeed crafting a bra for Sensei, did that mean she had ‘seen’ the original…? What could the average-built Kuroki-san have possibly been thinking while handling a bra meant for Sensei’s massive proportions…?
While those thoughts swirled, Sensei finished her duties at the serving line and joined us. I noticed that her swaying was much more restrained compared to yesterday. She was almost certainly wearing proper undergarments today. Conversely, the Class President’s movement was still incredibly pronounced. Even accounting for the sheer size, it was excessive. Was she really not wearing anything under there…?
Sensei took the seat right next to mine. She acted with such natural, unassuming kindness that she didn’t seem self-conscious at all. What a truly wonderful person… I felt like a petty wretch for spending so much energy obsessing over breast sizes. I felt like I was being purified just by being near her.
Sensei clasped her hands together and announced the start of the meal.
”Now then, let’s eat. Itadakimasu,” Sensei said.
””Itadakimasu!”” we all echoed in unison.
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Summary:
Anma relocates his lunch to the female summoners’ dining hall to avoid the social friction of the men’s hall. He meets Sara-san, a seductive maid assigned to his classmate Koshino, and learns about the ‘Cook’ job’s mechanics. Throughout the meal, Anma struggles with his perverted observations of his classmates’ physical changes while feeling a sense of guilt over his own leisure compared to their training.
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Character Insight:
Anma’s inner monologue reveals a deep-seated fixation on his classmates’ undergarments, specifically the contrast between Sensei’s newfound modesty and the Class President’s suggestive ‘no-bra’ movement. This obsession is balanced by a flash of self-awareness as he realizes he has been prioritizing pleasure while others are working. Sensei’s presence serves as a momentary moral reset, making him feel ‘purified’ by her lack of pretense.
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Behind the Scene:
The chapter subtly establishes the limits of the summoning system’s powers, showing that ‘Production’ jobs require memory and experience rather than just magic. The interaction between the maids Sara-san and Jane-san also suggests a complex social web within the palace staff, where personal secrets (like the marks on Jane-san’s neck) are used for playful leverage.
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Notes:
• Jane – A maid with light blue hair. She has an AA-cup breast size and is desperate for breast enhancement.
• Sara – Responsible for coordinating with the cook. She has C-cup breasts.
• Alisha – A maid serving the Princess. She has red hair and a well-endowed chest. She is highly protective and skilled enough to easily restrain an average man.
• Koshino – A summoned chef mentioned as having a lady-in-waiting.
• Kuroki – A summoned clothier mentioned as having a lady-in-waiting.
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Edited by Kanaa-senpai.
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