Chapter 74

"Y-You’re really going to slice that many..."

Rick, having regained his composure, muttered in a polite tone. He had been able to imagine that onions would be used for onion soup, but the sheer number of them had left him stunned.

"Onion soup is mainly about the onions, and since we’re making a potato potage based on this onion soup, 600 might even be a bit too few."

Since I’m supposed to be in charge of giving instructions, this feels like someone else’s problem.

"Seriously..."

"600... that’s impossible."

A few voices of despair could be heard.

But, the real hell is yet to come.

Rina looked off into the distance, as if it were someone else’s problem. "So, how many people are here today?"

"2... 28? I think?"

The deputy chef, Matheus, a 32-year-old bachelor, answered Rina’s question. Despite being quite handsome, he was still single.

"Then, Rana and Monica make 30!! That’s perfect."

Rina nodded in agreement with herself.

"Wait, wait, wait... Can you explain what’s perfect about that?"

Rana, the head maid, asked in a flustered manner. The conversation had no logical flow.

"600 divided by 30 is 20!! That’s perfect!!"

"So, what exactly is perfect about that?"

Even after this explanation, Rana still didn’t understand or didn’t want to understand.

"Each person will slice 20 onions, right?"

"E... Huh? Wait, wait!! Why are we included in the count!?"

Rana finally seemed to understand and panicked. She hadn’t expected to be involved in the work.

"You’re going to drink the soup, right?"

"......"

There was nothing they could say to that. They would drink it, but they didn’t want to help, and they lacked the courage to say so in front of everyone.

"Rina... What are you going to do?"

Monica, suddenly realizing something, asked. She had noticed that Rina wasn’t included in the count.

"I’m not interested in the soup, so I’ll make something else."

She said it as if it were no big deal. Honestly, the task was tedious and she had no interest in it.

"......Eh?"

Rick and the others were speechless at Rina’s excessive freedom.

"You... You proposed this and now you’re saying you’re not interested? Does that even make sense?"

Prince Egiedilus said in exasperation. He was the one who had suggested making the soup, and now he was saying he wasn’t interested.

"Because... making soup is too much trouble."

Knowing what was coming, it was nothing but tedious.

"......"

Everyone fell silent again. They were thinking, "We’re the ones who have to do this tedious work..."

"You... You’re way too free..."

Prince Egiedilus was at a loss for words.

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Thank you for reporting the typos and omissions. It’s a huge help. Maybe it’s because my eyesight is bad, or my brain is... *cough*... I tend to miss a lot of things and make many mistakes. I’m really embarrassed about it.

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