Chapter 445 of 684
Chapter 440.2
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A wonderful breakfast.
“Eh, I will clean up after…”
Miria, who was wiping down the table, heard the conversation and came running over.
“Oh my, you don’t have to take care of anyone except Cristea-sama here, so concentrate on her. That is your job.”“Eh, but…”“If one will not work, they shall not eat. Could you please cooperate with us so that we could also enjoy Cristea-sama’s food?”“Y… yes. I will leave it to you then.”
Miria couldn’t say anything back after being told so much by Suzaku-sama, so she bobbed her head and returned to continue setting the table.
“… That being the case, we will be cleaning up after.”
Sei, who had been watching the outcome, turned to me and said that, so I had no choice but to say “Well, I will leave it to you.”
“Alrighty, now that’s decided, let’s eat! What’s for breakfast today?”
The quick-witted Byakko-sama looked at me, his eyes sparkling with anticipation.
“Y… yeah, please enjoy this, this morning:”
I said, handing him a plate of French toast over the counter.I then took the pot with consommé soup out of my inventory and placed a tray with an according a number of deep plates and cutlery on the table in front of the counter.
“Please serve the soup yourselves. The same goes for second helpings.”
I decided to ask for self-service from now on. It’s not like there are other nobles around, and I don’t need to be served either.
“Lord, should I help you?”“No, it’s fine. I will do it myself.”“Understood.”
Suzaku-sama offered to serve Sei, but he declined and served himself the soup in an unaccustomed manner.
“Haah… If you don’t let me take care of you a little, I won’t feel fulfilled.”“… I won’t be a child forever, so I don’t need you to take care of me all the time.”“You don’t wear a kimono anymore either.”“There’s no need for disguise any longer.”“Isn’t a change of pace good once in a while?”“You are too noisy.”“Haah… what a pity.”
While this conversation was going on, Sei and the others took their seats.Byakko-sama didn’t participate in the conversation, but when his eyes met mine, he smiled… I have a bad feeling about this.
“Isn’t it fine for Missy to wear it?”
“Good morning. Please wait a minute, Teacher Neil.”
I hurriedly finished pan-frying the French toasts.