I’ll Never Set Foot in That House Again! Volume 7, page 15
“Ah, right. You probably don’t know yet. When kids from the humanoid races hit twelve, they usually awaken with some sort of Skill.”
“A Skill~? Like your [Appraisal] one, daddy~?”
“Exactly. So, I wanna see what kind you got.”
But the moment he said that, her cheerful face dimmed. “I’m an atavist, so I don’t know if I’ll awaken one for a while...”
“Which is exactly why I’m checking with [Appraisal]. Otherwise you’ll just keep stressing over it,” he said, ruffling her hair.
Before she could respond, Royz activated his Skill. Reading the results, he blinked, doing a double take.
“Whoa...seriously?! You’ve got a High-level [Cooking] Skill and a Sage-level [Interrogation] Skill... Both rare, and already high-ranked.”
Micah’s ears twitched in nervous surprise. “Umm... What do those Skills do~?”
“[Cooking] lets you identify ingredients and make delicious meals. Basically, you’ll be able to tell which mushrooms in the forest are safe to eat, and even turn them into something tasty.”
During their travels, most of the food they ate came from what they foraged. Since Micah didn’t have [Appraisal], she’d always struggled to tell edible mushrooms from poisonous ones, making mealtimes a challenge. But now, even though her Skill only worked on food, it would still show her information about ingredients—much like [Appraisal]—and help her cook with confidence.
“That makes me so happy~!” Micah beamed, her tail wagging so hard you could hear it whooshing behind her.
“Now, the other one, [Interrogation], is a bit more intense. When you use it, anyone you ask a question will have to answer truthfully. And since yours is Sage-level, they can’t lie at all.”
Just like Royz’s [Appraisal], her [Interrogation] could cut through even mental blocks—like deeply held false beliefs, magical concealments, or binding contracts. It was, essentially, an unstoppable truth serum. In the wrong hands, it was dangerous and highly sought-after.
“For now, if anyone asks what Skills you have, just tell them about [Cooking].”
“Why~?”
“If people find out you have [Interrogation], you’ll end up in trouble. Some shady group might try to kidnap you, or worse—you could get dragged off to the imperial capital and locked up for life as an official interrogator.”
“I don’t want that~!” she squeaked, shoulders shrinking and ears drooping.
Royz chuckled and gave her a comforting pat on the head. “Then make sure you never tell anyone you don’t fully trust, okay?”
“Okay~!”
It warmed her chest to know he was looking out for her like this. She wanted to say how grateful she was, but she knew if she did, he’d either wave it off or tease her for getting sentimental. So she just smiled and said nothing.
“Anyway, try using [Interrogation] on me,” Royz said with a grin.
“Huh~?!” Micah yelped, her eyes going wide.
He was serious. But if she asked something really awkward, he’d have no choice but to answer. Is it really okay to test it on him?
“You’ll need to know how to use the Skill when it matters,” Royz said, walking her through the steps.
Micah fidgeted. “You’re the one who suggested this, daddy, so don’t blame me whatever happens~”
She summoned her courage and activated her Skill. The moment she did, a cool emptiness drained through her limbs.
“I will now begin my Interrogation. Please answer in detail. Where were you planning to go today after appraising my Skills?”
Her voice came out flat, stripped of its usual lilt.
“I was on my way to the clothier on Main Street,” Royz answered at once.
“For what purpose?”
“To pick up your birthday present and dress you up— Gah, so much for surprising you!”
He clutched his head, half laughing, half groaning. A faint dizziness told Micah the skill was still consuming her mana.
“Why did you hide that from me?”
“Because I wanted the reveal to make you happy... Good grief, this really forces everything out.”
Royz’s shoulders sagged under her Skill.
“[Interrogation] complete.”
The drain stopped; warmth rushed back, and her tail thumped the floor again.
“I’m so happy you got me a present~!” she squealed.
Royz studied her, gauging her strength. “That ability drinks mana fast. The moment you feel lightheaded, cancel it.”
“Okay~!”
“And when you’re using it, you drop the cutesy talk, can’t smile, and your tail goes still. If that happens, I’ll know the Skill’s active. I’ll need to watch out for that.”
“I’ll only use it when absolutely necessary~!” Micah beamed, holding back the question she had in mind: What’s there to watch out for?
Royz ruffled her hair, relieved the test was over.
After that, Micah and Royz headed to the clothing shop. There, Royz retrieved the birthday gift he’d secretly ordered in advance and handed it to her on the spot.
“Happy birthday.”
“Thank you~!”
It was the first time in her life anyone had congratulated her on her birthday, let alone given her a present. Her tail wagged so vigorously she worried it might fly off, and her face beamed with joy.
“Go on, get changed.”
At Royz’s gentle urging, Micah slipped into the dressing room. The outfit he’d chosen was sturdy on the outside, but lined with soft fabric to be gentle on her skin. Feeling the care behind the choice warmed her heart.
When she stepped out of the shop in her new clothes, she asked, “What are we going to do now~?”
“I figured we’d pick up something to eat and head home...but you’ve got that [Cooking] Skill now, right? Let’s have you make something.”
“You’re always so sudden, daddy~!” she huffed, puffing out her cheeks.
Royz only grinned in response, clearly not backing down. Micah let out a long sigh.
“What do you want me to make~?”
The Radzuel Empire, being largely home to beastfolk, leaned heavily toward meat-based cuisine. But with the memories of his past life—memories filled with Japanese, Chinese, and Western dishes—Royz found the food in this world woefully dull. Now that Micah had awakened her [Cooking] Skill, there was no way he wasn’t going to take advantage of it.
“I’ll walk you through it. Just follow my lead.”
“Okay~!”
Back in their inn room, Micah stood in front of the small kitchen as Royz pulled a variety of ingredients from his time-stopping Item Box and laid them out in neat rows.
“I’ve never seen most of this stuff before~!” Micah said, eyes sparkling as she examined each item.
Then, she began cooking under Royz’s guidance. With the [Cooking] Skill constantly active, her hands moved with a precision and grace completely at odds with her toddler-like appearance. In no time at all, the dish was ready.
“I’m done~! But I don’t know what it’s called~ What is it~?”
“It’s a dessert called flan,” Royz replied.
Since they didn’t have a proper mold, they’d used a cup instead, but that wouldn’t affect the taste. Swallowing back a bit of drool, Royz scooped up a spoonful and brought it to his mouth. The moment the creamy custard and caramel touched his tongue, his eyes widened. It was the first time in over four hundred years since his reincarnation that he’d tasted something so nostalgic. He trembled from the sheer wave of emotion it brought.
“This is amazing! Seriously, the best thing ever. Micah, you’ve gotta try it too!”
Micah eagerly followed his lead. The flan’s jiggly texture, delicate sweetness, and the contrast of the slightly bitter caramel sauce all melted together in her mouth, gliding smoothly down her throat. Before she realized it, her cup was already empty.
“That was so good~! I want to try cooking all kinds of new things now~!”
“Leave it to me. I’ll teach you every recipe I know,” Royz said proudly.
Micah bounced up and down with excitement, her tail wagging hard.
“Oh, right. Since I’m your instructor now, call me ‘Teacher’ when we’re cooking,” Royz added with a sly grin, clearly pleased with himself.
“Okay, daddy~!”
“No, call me ‘Teacher’ now.”
“But we’re not cooking anymore~”
“Yeah, and?!”
That set them both off. They looked at each other and burst out laughing in unison, their voices ringing through the little inn room.
Afterword
Hello, long time no see. This is milli-gram.
Thank you so much for picking up I’ll Never Set Foot in That House Again! Volume 7!
In this volume, Chelsea used her [Seed Creation] Skill in all sorts of new ways, expanding its possibilities. For the side story, I wrote about Micah and Royz’s first meeting—please enjoy their introduction!
There was quite a long gap between this volume and the last one, and a lot happened in the meantime. I fell into a slump while struggling with both mental and physical health issues, and also had to cope with the loss of my father. I deeply regret the trouble this caused for everyone involved. Even so, I’m incredibly grateful to have been given the chance to publish this book under those circumstances.
My heartfelt thanks to Yuki Kana-sensei, whose illustrations are always so lovely; to my new editor, S-san, who kindly encouraged me to prioritize my health; to the sales team, proofreaders, designers, printers, and bookstore staff who supported this release. To my family and friends, who worried not only about my health but also about my writing—and to every single reader who picked up this book—thank you, truly, from the bottom of my heart.
I wish good health to everyone who helped bring this book to life.
And to my father, who loved books—may you rest in peace.
—milli-gram
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I’ll Never Set Foot in That House Again! Volume 7
by milli-gram
Translated by Emily Hemphill
Edited by Meiru
This book is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events, locales, or persons, living or dead, is coincidental.
Copyright © 2025 milli-gram
Illustrations by Yuki Kana
Cover illustration by Yuki Kana
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