Did You Blow Up the Kitchen Today?

[Look here!!! Because of something a certain author recently did, there's something I need to bring up. Yes, a thing. If you bought chapters 35-47, or around there, could you leave me a message in the comments? That'll make it easier for me to refund you. I wanted to revise them, but I don't think I can manage it. There are too many... Sorry, I may have to end the story early. As compensation, I'll write bonus chapters for you in the comments instead of adding them to the main story. Just tell me a prompt and I'll write it. I might not be able to write much, though. Sorry. This is absolutely not what a hero would do.] [I talked it over with my editor. This story will go behind a paywall on November 29. Chapters 35-59 will be removed from the free version. I'll post a huge chapter on launch day. I hope you'll support the story.] [Here's a preview of my upcoming stories: Next up: [Fandom] I Was Kidnapped by a Cat (Ailurophobia patient with an innate love of cats) Slowly building up chapters next door: [Demon Slayer Fandom] Blade of the White Crane (A crane demon's child-rearing plan)] The little demon Yakushiji Mitsuru is a max-level life-skill player, a diligent grower and breeder of medicinal herbs, an unrecognized fireworks master, a native of the Western Hell, and a mild sufferer of Hozuki-phobia (? ). He can make needle-felted wool, but he pokes both hands full of bloody holes. He can sew clothes, but all he knows how to make are hats, capes, and women's clothes that are impossible to wear outside. He can talk to owls, but the owls aren't very friendly to him. They often reward him with a smack in the face, his favorite. He can make potions, but he blows up the cauldron. Rumbling, banging, just like fireworks. One day, a little demon as useless as this one was summoned to the human world. The summoner planned to exploit him to make a wish come true. Summoner: Come, demon! Serve me! Yakushiji Mitsuru: ...? And then Yakushiji Mitsuru: Munch munch munch, burp! Yakushiji Mitsuru: ...Not tasty. (Disdainful.) So the little demon ended up staying in the human world, and naturally set off on a quest to find food. Um, would you like to make a contract with me? I can grant you lots and lots of wishes. There's just one condition: you have to let me take a bite of your soul. Just one bite! ...Facing his food (?), Yakushiji Mitsuru made his offer like a door-to-door salesman. Current update status: [Extremely verbose] Don't read this part, absolutely do not read it (? ) [True colors revealed] Yokohama arc (complete) [Incoherent] Fuyuki arc (complete) [Going off the rails] Travel arc (scrapped, see comments) Potential warnings: ● Most of the protagonist's abilities are based on the game Potion Craft. ● The protagonist is genuinely an emotionless type with no human moral compass. If I had to describe him, he's just a little shit! Please don't expect anything from his personality!! ● If you find any bugs, please point them out! The author is an idiot and often goes off the rails while writing. Sorry to trouble you QAQ ● Expect strange adaptations and strange jokes, as well as original characters! ● A very slow-burn, very long story. Mostly everyday life, not very substantial, with logic on par with Detective Conan. Theme: I want to write a story about a child finally outgrowing his selfishness.