As the Villainess’ Final Crony, I’ll Follow Her to the End!

---March, spring is almost there.

Only the moon of the festival, which separates the light and darkness of the exotic and the unknown, which has spread all at once in recent years, has changed the date.In today's Red Mine kitchen, it was a place that was more jagged than usual.

Still, unlike last month, I just finished cooking a powerful dinner (dinner) for the dinner party that invited my fiancée from the next generation of Red Mine to dessert, and disbanded in honor of everyone's accomplished tiredness.

... well, the cumbersome cleanup threw a round at those who won last month's battle, and the losers slapped their shoulders and left to have a drink with them after work first.

And the ones who were left behind went away to the lover of the beauty salon with one and one polished worker at a floating pace.

Meanwhile, one of the men who remained to inspect the last fire and the number of knives looked difficult in front of a cute wrapping paper bag that did not match the harsh look.Incidentally, the contents are a rose motif hair decoration selected with the help of the clerk.

He is the chef in charge of the stomach of this House Red Mine.Though still young in his late thirties, who had just replaced him, his tongue, skill and leadership were inspired by his predecessors.

--Now he was lost.

Not for tomorrow's offering, of course.They have already been processed and are waiting for tomorrow morning.So what the hell is wrong with you?

The answer was in the wrapping of the confectionery held in his right hand.A month ago, this wrapping of unknown origin was placed on his knife case.Contains simple handmade cookies with checked pattern.

The date is an exotic festival day.It was placed on a pinpoint on a regular tool, so if you weren't complacent, you wouldn't be mistaken.

However, they are handmade cookies that are not commercially available to skilled cooks.Thinking about the possibility that something might be flourishing in normal times, I don't think it would be like saying it in a circumstantial way.But he decided to put it in his mouth with a hint of incense from the wrapping.

Honesty is as simple as it looks, with no particular taste or taste.But his tongue, which usually talks about first-class things, felt more delicious than ever.

The question is whether the person who dropped this off himself is the one who called in here tonight.If not... no, I'll have to give you what you've already got.

Otherwise, the face of the next fiancé, Countess Chloe Evans, who taught me that she was popular with women, would disappear.

Last month, when I took the kitchen lead and helped her make her cake, I heard it as a “friend's story”, but now that I think of it, the expression seemed to know something.I wondered if it would have been better if I had listened, but now my unusual feelings were sprouting - at that time.

"I got a message from my sisters. I'm here."

Looking back at the awkward voice I heard from behind the kitchen entrance, she was the head of the Red Mine beauty team, and as the sender of the cookies... she made a hopeful reasoning.Stuck in front of a paper bag placed on the workbench.

"Ah... I'm sorry to call you on such a day.I forgot to make sure you had plans. "

"I don't have any other plans. Don't you like it?"

"What? Nobody's gonna bother calling you disgusting at the end of work."

"I don't know because I'm talking about you.Or will you apologize for the sugar intake you gave Chloe tonight? "

Always. Soon after I thought I had chosen the wrong word, I started arguing with a provocative smile on my beautiful face.It makes sense for her and herself to be like that.

That is why he never launched himself into a straight line action.Holding a hidden paper bag behind her, she shook it in front of her.

"I wanted to thank you for the cookie I gave you last month..."

The wrapping was sacrificed in her right hand to honestly say the word, but the aroma candle made by the hairdresser who smelled from her and the slight fragrance of rose oil that only she loved melted at the same time.

"The cook has a professional pattern and a nose.Especially for the scent I like. "

Before she vomited an untrue word, I told her so in advance.While secretly praying for her to realize the meaning of this word and the three red roses that bloom in the hair decorations of the gift.