It seems that no matter where he was summoned or by who had summoned him, his luck would always stay the same.

"Ara~ Ara~ Are you alone in the kitchen?" A certain Goddess voice filled his ears. "I wonder if you could make a dish that would appeal to a goddess."

In front of him was not one, not two, not three goddesses. But instead, there were five goddesses waiting to order their meals from him.

"Oh! Something suitably delicious please!" The bounty huntress Ri-Ishtar! She's Ishtar! Not Rin!

"A little more specific would help." He said.

"Hey, there aren't any Uruk style dishes are there?" The original Ishtar said. "Well I shouldn't expect so much from this cafeteria should I?"

"If you tell me, I can make them with my current ingredients."

"I'll ask for a perfect summer drink." The summer version of Ishtar was easier to please in his opinion, she's simple. "Also, make it pretty."

"Understood."

"The... There are lots on the menu right... I'm lost..." Ereshkigal, Ishtar's older sister was more timid and personally, he liked that.

"One Spirytus, you have to drink this much if you want to be evil." The evil overlord version of Ishtar gave Ereshkigal some recommendation that he hoped she wouldn't listen to.

"One should never do that." He hoped Ereshkigal would listen to him.

While he wait for the Ishtars and Ereshkigal for their orders, his eyes caught the sight of his other-self.

The Alter him was dealing with the many version of Sakura while Muramasa was happily serving the many version of Artoria.

He signs, guess this was the fate of Shirou Emiya.