A/N: I feel kind of bad for portraying Zed as more evil in the Omake than my actual story, but it was totally worth it for that ending.
Zed walked into the interrogation room, admiring the cold, dank, and lifeless walls.
"Did you get any useful information out of the prisoner?"
"Tons, sir!" The ninja responded.
"Good, tell me what you got!"
The ninja shifted uncomfortably, "It'd be easier to show you, than tell you." After saying this he ran out of the room and all Zed heard was the shuffling of papers.
Did he get a map? I'll have to give him a nice reward if he did. Zed thought to himself, pleased.
The ninja ran back into the room with a few rolls of paper and plopped them on the table. After searching through the papers he organized them into a neat stack and handed them to Zed.
Hmm….? This clearly isn't a map, directions or information about their military operations.
As Zed read over the papers, he found out that they had nothing to do with the Kinkou order.
"WHAT IS THIS? This isn't details about the Kinkou order. This is some old man's recipe book!" Zed yelled as he flung the papers at the ninja.
"You have been torturing this guy for days and this is all you have come up with!"
"Y-yes" The ninja stammered
"This is a waste of my time," Zed said menacingly as he readied one of his steel claws.
Zed used one of his steel claws to pick up one of the papers on the ground and wagged it in his subordinates face, "and I don't like it when people waste my time."
As he was wagging the paper around, he recognized the papers heading.
"Wait…." Zed asked, all venom draining from his voice, "Is that a Flambé recipe?"
"Y-yes, sir. The man was a master baker, and these are all of his recipes. It took us days to write all of these down sir!"
Zed lunged towards the ninja, and embraced him a giant loving bear hug, "YOU ARE THE GREATEST SUBORDINATE AN EVIL SHADOW MASTER COULD EVER ASK FOR!"