Starplex's basement-level B1 disaster-control room.
I was currently preparing the most sacred, solemn ritual of my life.
Tap.
I had just brought over a matte-textured black portable gas burner from the Living/Camping Section, which I'd unlocked moments ago.
I carefully set a heavy cast-iron griddle with neatly carved grease channels on top of it.
“Fwoooooo...”
I clasped my hands, took a deep breath, and carefully composed myself.
For this moment, I was neither a troublemaking NEET nor the System. I was merely a beast and a lamb standing before meat.
Click—whooosh-!
When I turned the gas burner's switch, blue flames danced and began heating the cast-iron griddle...
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