Chapter 203: I Haven’t Eaten It
On the main street surrounding the royal castle there are various stylish shops.
Because it is in front of the royal castle, those who work at the castle and nobles use them and shop.
That said the prices are not high, and there are many shops even commoners can casually visit.
That is probably because the shops have menus for commoners and for nobles.
Of course there are also shops with only expensive prices for nobles.
At one café on such a main street I sat facing Erika and was enjoying tea time.
Perhaps because the concept is an open café, the tables set outside have stylish carvings that match the outside.
I thought it would be hot outside, but perhaps the shopkeeper is good at ice magic; a large ice sculpture is placed at the shop front, and thanks to the ice the wind that occasionally blows is cooled and it is cool.
This café is the shop I had intended to buy a souvenir for Pafa from; the popular product is jam cookies.
I had already ordered, and the arrangement is to receive them on the way home.
Erika drank black tea then elegantly bit into a cookie, making a happy expression.
Looking around there were no other customers; everyone seemed to have purchased and gone home.
But the café closes at 21:00, late hours for a café, so we can take our time without worrying about the time.
I also smiled looking at the happy Erika and ate a cookie; the seasoning that is not too sweet suited it and it was delicious.
…When I see jam, for some reason I associate it with jam bread.
There’s also that I often ate it in my previous life, but I have never seen a place selling it in the capital.
Moreover even if I tried to make it, the price of making jam inevitably becomes high.
Even if I made it it would be for personal enjoyment…
Thinking that I smiled troubledly and took a sip of black tea; before I knew it Erika in front of me was staring at me with an exasperated face.
Then closing one eye, still holding the cup up, she let out a small breath and said,
“We made a promise, yet you intend to break it right away?”
“No… it only came to mind; I’m not trying to do it.”
“Your ideas so far have produced amazing amounts of money, you know?”
“It’s not that amazing…”
Erika took a sip of black tea, placed the cup on the table, folded her arms and directed narrowed eyes at me.
I smiled wryly at Erika’s condition and talked about jam bread in a small voice so the surroundings couldn’t hear.
That putting jam inside bread seemed like it would be delicious.
Even if there is spreading jam on bread, I have never seen it inside; when I conveyed that Erika widened her eyes a little and began thinking with a serious expression.
“You don’t have to think about it seriously, you know? Even if we tried to realize it the price would become high.”
“…No, please wait a little.”
“Haha, got it. Also, famous restaurants everywhere probably do it, but grilling steak with jam is delicious.”
“…First time I’ve heard that?”
“No way—they use alcohol in cooking, you know? There’s no way the countless cooks wouldn’t try it, right?”
“Please really wait a moment.”
Erika said that with a tired-looking face and slightly distant eyes, then went inside the shop.
…Well, even in this mismatched world I think it has been tried…
Feeling a person’s presence beside me I turned my face; Roll’s face was right in front of me and I jumped in surprise.
“Master, I haven’t eaten that.”
“That’s because I only grilled it for personal use and ate it with Nimi…”
“I haven’t eaten it.”
“…You want me to grill it?”
“I. Have. Not. Eat. En. It.”
“Teacher, sorry~? Look we’re on the job, you mustn’t interrupt, Roll.”
“Let go, I don’t want to be told by Minty, let go.”
While looking at Roll being dragged away by Minty I smiled troubledly and decided to grill a little next time.
That once Roll decides she wants to eat she starts hanging around me until I make it, I already experienced with the steak grilled with white token.
Recalling that it was tough then and laughing, Erika returned from inside the shop holding a brown paper bag with both hands.
Sitting while tilting my head at the dragged-away Roll out of the corner of my eye, she placed the paper bag on the table.
From the outside it looked like about two large jars were inside; I tilted my head and asked Erika who was drinking black tea with a satisfied expression.
“Did you buy something?”
“I purchased jam. I have never eaten it, so I thought I would have you grill it.”
“As expected, my employer!”
“Roll!”
“…What on earth happened to Roll-san?”
Even though quite far away it seemed Roll had heard; she raised a loud cheer and was being seriously scolded by Minty.
Normally it should be the opposite, but when it comes to food Roll is always like this.
Ah~, even Sateur started scolding her…
Of course she’d be scolded if a guard raised such a loud voice.
While smiling wryly at Roll’s condition I explained the circumstances to Erika; she looked at Roll sideways and laughed troubledly.
By the way it wasn’t only Roll who showed interest; Hurlin and Miina were also gradually approaching me.
“…Shall we go home and grill it?”
“Please do.”
I stood, moved beside Erika and took the paper bag instead; then Erika, without wrapping her arm around mine, drew her body close.
While smiling at Erika walking beside me with a slightly embarrassed expression, someone also drew close on the left opposite Erika and I turned my face a little surprised.
When I turned my face, Miina floating an alluring smile was looking up at me while rubbing her body against me.
Both of them, whether aiming or not, pressed their breasts against my body and I felt the soft sensation.
…Strange—they should know it’s hard because of the skill, right?
When Erika noticed Miina she smiled like a mischievous child and muttered,
“Today will be tough, you know?”
“I’m scared to ask what…”
“Oh, you heard?”
“…”
Erika floated a deliberately-looking smile, and Miina flushed her cheeks as if a little embarrassed.
The flushed-cheek appearance drew out Miina’s allure and I averted my face a little.
Good scents come from both sides, and that… enduring is also hard so I’d like to be spared.
I thought that from the heart, yet after returning home my feelings would be tested even further.
I returned to the inn and was grilling meat with the jam Erika had purchased.
I was grilling, but the place was not the residence space in Nifa Inn.
With slightly distant eyes I glanced from the kitchen at the table that could seat about ten.
There sat Aurora and the other two in negligees, Porte and Rinelle, and also Miina and Hurlin.
Because Porte and Rinelle had become my lovers, Miina and Hurlin had made their figures visible.
Now they were chatting happily, but the problem is not that—the problem is the place I am now.
Certainly Nimi had said she wanted it wider, she had said it… but I didn’t think she would buy the neighboring building and connect it to the residence space.
The neighboring building is a three-story larger than Nifa Inn, and moreover it should have been unpurchasable because there were residents.
When I was explained that I asked Nimi while still dazed, and they had just moved out… all the people living in the three-story?
Unable to organize my head I was stood in the kitchen, and that is why I am grilling jam.
And Erika who should have been looking forward to it is waiting for the meat to be grilled beyond the door in Nifa Inn’s residence space with Pafa and Sateur and the other two.
…Even I understand at this point—probably… certainly I will be attacked.
No, a composition has been made where I cannot endure and will attack.
While grilling the meat I let out a large sigh.