Drop!! ～A Tale of the Fragrance Princess～ (WN)

Some time after leaving Fulvia's house, Sylvester offered his hand to Cordelia.

"I'll have the package."

"Huh? One bottle of pickles and herbs, so it's not heavy."

"But it looks a little big, and it's kind of unsettling"

Though I think that's a Jill thing that has been a gentleman's attitude for a long time, it's still not that heavy either. Sylvester had a slightly troubled look as Cordelia was not up to the request.

"The pickle in that package, it's probably mine, right?

"Huh? Right."

"Then it's no problem if I want to have my stuff."

To that persuasion, Cordelia smiled bitterly.

Cordelia doesn't really want to guard her luggage herself either, so if she says so much, she'll be more sorry she has it.

"I'd like you to come to the ceremony."

Cordelia looked out for Jill, who shrugged as she received the paper bag.

"May I call you?

"It's hard to call you because I'm impatient, but Dillie can call you because you're a mentor, right?

"If so, I would not hesitate to speak to you"

"Yeah. But I guess I'll have a tummy first today. It's time to get hungry."

As Sylvester put it, it's certainly getting to be a good time for lunch. I'm back to the boulevard, but the dining area is starting to get busy everywhere.

"Do you want to have something to eat?

"It's not a food product... if there's nothing wrong, I think I'd like to go to the dining room in Lower Town."

"Is it the dining room?

Cordelia unexpectedly inquired into the unexpected hope.

"Actually, I've never been there. I hear it's a busy place."

"Have you never even been with Master Vernault?

"I generally avoided visiting you at meals. Even if we get out of the castle, it's time to go. That's why I've only ever bought and eaten."

I did try to convince Cordelia not to be seen through if she wasn't there when the meal was brought in, but that's where I get caught up in discomfort.

"... then what is the situation today?

He also said he didn't tell Vernault of his patience. I know it's convenient when it comes to work, but I also hear it's a patience. If you're out of it without telling anyone, even though it's a holiday, do you sometimes make a fuss about lunch as an opportunity?

But Sylvester laughed lightly at Cordelia, who was so afraid.

"I'm supposed to be at my mother's house today, so I'm fine."

"Huh? No way, the Queen is here to help...?

"When you say you're going to your mother's home, you don't have to scatter an escort. Though, I haven't even told my mother about my outing today. 'Cause they don't confirm it, and they say you can always use it as a reason to get out."

Cordelia blinked a few times at her future stepmother's upbringing that she was also providing a guide to her son's patience.

"But if I go too often, I might be able to lie, so I've been deciding to just do it here. Today's the first time I've actually used it."

"Then you have to enjoy what you can't do all the time today even more. Let's go to the lively dining room."

"Yeah. But is Dili okay with that kind of place?

"Yeah. Actually, I, I've taken you to your father before. Besides, I'm the owner of a restaurant, so I like to expand my visibility."

However, Cordelia was a little confused as to where to head when it became the atmosphere of the store rather than the type of meal she wanted to eat. The dining room I've been to before with Elvis is a little far from here. If so, should I ask Sylvester to choose an atmospheric store that I think he likes from the outside? Sylvester inadvertently stopped his legs when he thought it could circle a rather shocking meal, but it was also exciting - and so on.

"Was there a store you were interested in?

"No, I'm not..."

That's how I followed Sylvester's gaze, and beyond that was a woman of the same age as Cordelia carrying her luggage. However, it seems that the paper bag I hold is torn and the fruit dropped, and I tried to pick it up, and the fruit dropped even more zero... repeatedly.

"This outer bag, the herbs are in the sachet, and I wonder if I can hold the bottle by hand"

"Well, I'll keep the herbs."

"That's okay, too, but Dilly needs to give her the bag. It's better for women to give it to each other."

With that said, Sylvester held three herbal sachets and a bottled pickle with one hand and handed the empty sachet to Cordelia.

When Cordelia received it, she approached the woman with a small run.

"Hello, if you don't mind, would you like to use this bag too?

When Cordelia spoke to the woman so, the woman was surprised to make her shoulder jump up.

"Uh...?

"Because the bag seems to be torn and in trouble. If we put the whole bag in this bag, we can reinforce it, right?

Though Cordelia, who said so, was somewhat forceful, she made it into a bag held by a woman, so she covered it and reinforced the bag.

"Oh, thank you"

"No, because I wasn't the one who noticed first"

If I said that and looked back, Sylvester was also just around the corner.

"The size of the bag, you were just in time. Good."

"Oh, um...! Thank you both...!!"

Cordelia and Sylvester shook their heads loosely at Pekopeko and the woman who bowed her head over and over again. But the woman's condition remained unchanged.

"If you don't mind, why don't we thank you?

"It's a paper bag, never mind."

"No! Well, this kind of thing is on your side, because they teach you! Um, I'm late. My name is Lorna. I'm a cook."

Hearing the words, Cordelia and Sylvester looked at each other.

"Dili, I don't know"

"Yeah, I don't mind."

In that exchange, Sylvester asked with a soft voice towards Rhona.

"I was just thinking about lunch right now. Would you mind telling me about the store, if I may?

I don't know what Lorna's shop looks like, but these coincidences are hard to come by. It could be different from what Sylvester wanted because he doesn't know what kind of store it is, but then the busy dining room could be again this time. On the other hand, it would be difficult to ask Lorna for guidance at another time.

"Of course, let me pay for it. Thank you for the guide fee to the store."

"Uh, um... I'm the only cook, is that okay?!?"

"" Huh?

Cordelia and Sylvester's voices overlapped beautifully.

Cordelia wondered if Lorna would have been willing to show off her arms as a cook in gratitude if it had been an earlier conversation. Probably because Sylvester felt the same way, he should have made a choice not to leave the invitation unattended because of it.

But Lorna was clearly wolfish.

"Yeah... any inconvenience?

"No, the... if you don't want to pay for it, I thought you'd be thankful... well, I had a good look, but my shop, now my customers are really only here once in a while... and I'm the only cook, and I can't tell you what a popular store is, even if my mouth is ripped..."

I solidified with an affectionate laugh at Lorna, who said with a dry grin, what to do without being able to affirm or deny Cordelia again. I didn't assume it was a shop where idle birds were ringing.

However, I still didn't really think Cordelia was doing that because Lorna's food was bad. Of course that could be one of the reasons, but even if you were going to behave for free, you wouldn't say thank you or anything if you weren't confident in the taste.

So Cordelia smiled loosely.

"I can't match you with a paper bag."

"Um, are you sure you don't mind if we don't have customers?

"It's not that easy to rent out."

"Lending... well, if you can be so positive, you know, comforting... really, really don't expect...?

It must have been an unexpected word, Lorna seemed to have trouble reacting and never asked the Cordelias if they really cared any more.

And Cordelia and Sylvester walked a little further after Rhona, who started walking ahead.

"Looking forward to it"

"Right. I didn't think I'd get a place for lunch like this."

Cordelia also laughed at Sylvester, who said with a slight repressive voice laughing.

"Speaking of which, how were you eating at the inspection?

"I guess I rarely dine with them where I visit them. You can eat outside on the road, but when I go outside, the escort doesn't feel comfortable either, so it seems to be eating in the inn room. The inn also offers fine local cuisine for the land, and it's delicious."

But if it is, it will still be more exciting for Sylvester to head to a place to dine in the lower town for the first time.

Looking back at the two from time to time, Lorna still seems confident from time to time, but I was still looking forward to hearing what kind of store Cordelia could ask.

The Rhona store, which arrived that way, existed just around the corner on a narrow road that intersects the boulevard.

There was a counter seat in the store with large round tables and benches, and the atmosphere felt like a liquor store. And as if to prove it, on the table at the end was a narrow place and various liquor bottles.

"Um, duh, what's wrong? In the store, even if something bothers you...?

"No, it was a little different from Mr. Lorna's atmosphere and surprising. Do you like alcohol?

"Uh... I barely know what alcohol is, but this is all my father's collection. It seems to be my hobby to collect bottles of alcohol."

"Well, is it your father's"

Cordelia felt for a moment that she was a cook with all the parents and children, but I thought that Lorna said she was cutting up the store by herself. However, Lorna continued her words sighing as Cordelia dropped her shoulder without having to ask.

"But my father suddenly said six months ago that he wanted to open a shop where he would serve seafish dishes he caught himself... and suddenly he moved to port town with his mother"

"Oh, you're a behavioral father."

"I'm having trouble being too behavioral. Suddenly they told me it was because I was going to open a store. I was going to work here in the future, too, but I was in the middle of training at a store I knew in another city. But if you don't succeed soon, the store will sell, so I thought I'd do my best... in this condition..."

Yes, did Lorna herself feel it was on the verge of a dark atmosphere or rushed to offer the wooden board in front of the cordelias.

"I also have a menu here for once...... how about a recommended lunch"

"Then I'll take it. Master Jill, what do you want to do?

"I think I'll ask for something with you"

"Okay, I got it!

Then Lorna rushed to the back of the kitchen and wore a triangle towel on the apron before starting cooking inside the counter.

Cordelia and Sylvester sat down on the counter and watched how it was going. Sylvester in particular looked interesting.

"I haven't seen much of the cooking process, so it's fresh."

"Really?

"Is Dili watching?

"Nothing to see, we also make the treats we're giving Jill in the cooking area."

I don't make cordelias often either, so I have to rent a cooking area for cooking in the oven, and I've been visiting the head chef who can help me get herbs for a long time and I'm frequently on my way to the cooking area. That's why it can be a cooking place.

"Boyfriend, could you be a pretty good housewife? Is it a big merchant or something?

I guess Lorna uttered the greatest possible possibilities to Sylvester's remarks, but Cordelia laughed vaguely and misled. That's more because of the word 'boyfriend' than I had imagined, rather than in response to a question about his identity. I never expected to hear a word I'd ever uttered myself, not as much as dew here.

And it was the same with Sylvester.

"Oh, is that me"

"Oh no!?"

"No, I am. He's my fiancée."

"Gu."

Sure, you're right, but Cordelia also stuck her throat in what she was told not to be shy. But in the front of it, Lorna was raising her voice of joy.

"Congratulations on that! So now you're a love lover!

"Rabla..."

Even if I ever get teased, I've never been told that before. However, in contrast to Cordelia, who lost her words, Sylvester has a more pleasant look on her face.

"I hope so. I don't know, her."

"Hey, don't make fun of me!

"Uh, that's enough. My face is going to burn until I do."

But while you talk like that, Lorna's hands don't stop.

Cordelia as well as Sylvester stared with interest ahead, and the finished dish was served before the two of them.

"What's up, it's the best lunch of the day"

That was something with all sorts of dishes on one plate. On the plate is a meatloaf with marinades of raw ham and onions and chopped green and orange vegetables in a shallow glass dish, a salad with short pasta and then a small omelet. Roasted pork with a dark sauce sits on another plate, accompanied by powdered potatoes. In addition, a basket of bread and consomme soup in a small mug were arranged.

They were all polite servings, slightly different from the atmosphere of a lavish tavern.

"Enjoy it, please"

"Okay, I'll take it"

"I'll have it."

And Cordelia and Sylvester got their hands on the dish at the same time.

"It tastes very polite and warm."

I mouthed it that way as Sylvester, who ate the omelet, was impressed. Inside the omelet is a sweet and spicy seasoned chicken mince.

"You too, but the dressing on this onion is also very tasty. It's based on grated carrots and onions… I think vinegar is a little different from what we use"

The dedication conceived to turn the store by itself is also well done. They were all delicious and the plates had been emptied if you noticed.

"It was a pleasure. It was a very pleasant meal."

"Thank you very much."

"It was delicious."

Cordelia thought it had been a good time on top of the delicious, although it had not been the same as originally planned, but Lorna had a look in contrast to Cordelia.

"Um... frankly.... Did you feel anything that needed to be improved?

"Is that an improvement?

Cordelia tilted her neck to Rhona, who asked her if there was anything she dared point out, not a good place. Sylvester firmly tells me it was delicious too, so I felt strange that Rhona would ask the bad first.

But Lorna continued her words with a troubled face.

"Yes. Actually, with all due respect, I didn't have too many visitors and I just wanted them to eat my food for a long time. So if it's a bad reaction, I'm wondering if I should stop now. But I can't really read the look on your faces."

"The food was really delicious."

"Really?"

But it was more of a reply than a pleasure, as it gave me in the way.

In fact, Cordelia said exactly what she thought. I think it's a very conscientious and satisfactory combination from the price, and I think it has a lot of ideas for putting out multiple kinds of things on its own.

However, if you are asked if you can really come up with any further ideas, there are certain things that you can think of.

"I haven't seen any other dishes, so I guess it's too early to judge by this alone. But if you're going to use this atmospheric lunch as a shop sign, I also think it's a good idea to target it. But I'm not really responsible either, so I thought I'd say something rare."

"Target, is it? Well, what...?

"It's just what I felt," Cordelia prefaced Lorna, tilting her neck in unexpected and other conditions, continuing her words.

"I think women like this lunch. What do you think of Jill?

"When there are many kinds of small quantities, my mother seems to like them. And you might feel a little short for a man."

"For women...... you were, my dish"

Lorna looked like she had eaten because she was suddenly unconscious because she was going to open a store.

"On the other hand, the interior of the store is slightly different from the female preference. Female preferred stores should have a table that can be surrounded by a few people at a moderate distance. Also, if you can afford it, you might get warm with the use of a lunch mat or something. On the contrary, you might want to increase the volume of your meal a little more to get more male customers"

Cordelia went on to say even more, thinking it might be off-target if it was the most achieved on other menus.

"And then there's one off the boulevard, but it's not like there's no crowd. There's a store that serves dishes like this, and you might want to put a board outside. Then if you're going to be aware of it for women, maybe you can raise the price just a little and offer petite desserts and tea. If it seems laborious, it could be fruit."

"Dessert, is it?

"Yeah, and the turnaround rate drops because the stay is a little longer, but you don't have to go to the coffee shop after a meal to have a wellside meeting, so I was wondering if the repeat rate would go up"

"I see..."

"Then... maybe you can change the shade of your dish just a little bit more. Personally, I think it's quick to add a green salad to the corner. Because gorgeous shades still inspire appetite. But… for example, adding green to this powdered potato can be achieved with a little ingenuity."

As Cordelia recalled that something else would have happened, Lorna moved forward in front of her and put her hands together. Lorna is sounding momentum and bowing her head.

"Um!! If you like, could you show me a sample once?

"Huh?"

"As far as listening to you, I thought you were very familiar with these things. So let me study something called shades!!"

However, I have spoken, but Cordelia has not been doing the serving herself either. However, Lorna also added cover.

"Because of this, and I think I'd like to see Dili make it, too."

"... even if I make it, I just serve it"

It was hard to say, however, that she wouldn't do it if she got the look of anticipation from the two of them, and to the risen cordelia, Lorna handed her the apron she was wearing.

(I'd still be nervous if I just lined it up, but it's been noticed so far)

But I can't say more than I've said so far.

"Jill, the bag the teacher gave you, will you?

"Huh? Oh, yeah"

And Cordelia first removed an appropriate amount of parsley from the bag given to her souvenir from Fulvia and minced it. And sprinkle on powder-blown potatoes. Cordelia put it on a small plate because she was also sorry to have the roast pork ready.

"For example, if you put a green colour in the potato, it will look a little tighter"

While relieved by Lorna, who voiced her admiration for it, Cordelia reproduces a plate with lots of dishes on it, while applying just a few hands to a small plate with raw ham on it.

"Here too, for example, I was wondering if it would be clear to add lemon to the sides and just a little bit of uncrafted parsley on top. Because it makes the colors blur more easily."

Then the next thing I knew, I put a little green leafy vegetable where I was putting the short pasta, served with chopped tomatoes.

"Is this what it looks like here for now? I don't get tomatoes depending on the time of year, but I think if I can incorporate warm colors with radishes, apples, etc., I can get a fresh appetite."

Just a few additions that don't make the placement, but the impression can change. That doesn't just apply to cooking, it applies to other things, but a little hassle you can't usually entertain people sometimes.

And to finish, Cordelia took the grand field out of the bag she was getting from Fulvia.

"I'll borrow this for a little while."

And standing in front of the fryer, Cordelia vegan fried the large leaves.

"Fried large leaves are easy to decorate anywhere, and I wonder if fried mini tomatoes, carrots, pumpkins, bell peppers, etc. together would add more color as an accompaniment"

"Oba... that's the first ingredient you'll ever hear"

"By the way, large leaves can even be eaten raw. If you need it, I can tell you where you can buy it. All you have to do... is mix chopped parsley in olive oil and leave it around to decorate, so try it if you like"

"I've always had the impression that leaves would be eaten, haven't I? But I do feel that getting into the plate has changed the impression I get from cooking"

That said, to Laughing Lorna, Cordelia tilted her neck.

"Is it your father's shop that you stayed?

"Yes, even at a training destination. Is it because alcohol is progressing, for example, even if the fried food is accompanied by vegetables, it often stays intact? Without knowing it, maybe he thought I didn't need it either."

"On the contrary, if you serve it as a single dish, mainly alcohol, I don't think you can serve it with vegetables. If you want to order individually, if you need vegetables, you will be asked separately. I've never eaten much alcohol-focused food around here, so I'm not good at it."

Lorna was smiling bitterly at Cordelia.

"I also like the atmosphere where that alcohol flies. But I also wanted to try these decorative dishes. I just can't get around to cooking a dish, and I can't afford to hire people... so I refuse to do it."

"So why not make it a two-part restaurant at night and a lunch shop at noon? I think it will be easier to switch shops if you make known the last order of the day and the opening time of the night, and if it works, the guests of the day may be interested in the night and the guests of the night during the day."

!!

"Most of all, it's just an illustration. I think there's a better way."

But in Cordelia's words, Lorna had her eyes shining.

"I didn't know what to do until now, so I thought maybe not anymore because I can't get customers to come... but I'm kind of motivated. He said he still had things to do. Thanks!

"If it helped at all, I'm glad."

"Maybe you're from the same industry? If so, I would like to go and eat next time..."

"I'm not a cook, am I? I just really like eating."

"That's right. Unfortunately, I was very lucky to be able to talk to a gourmet person. Thank you!

"No. Because I was just saying whatever I wanted. Let me come and eat again soon."

"Yes, of course I'll be waiting for you! We'll do our best to make sure you see where other customers are in there."

And breaking up with Rhona, who I proclaim comfortably, and paying Rhona, who I fear, before Cordelia and the others left the store.

The dish Cordelia put on was supposed to be Rhona's fault, but that seemed a little unfortunate for Sylvester.

"That's why I wanted to eat what Dili made."

"Um, I just really put it on. Look forward to what you've really made anyway."

Though I put some hands on it, that was made by Lorna. I know what Lorna made is delicious, and Cordelia was just in full quantity, so maybe Sylvester is still in a state of eighth belly.

"Now why don't you go buy the first fried confectionery you said?

"Are you sure?

"Of course. I'd like to try that treat, too."

"No, I didn't. Are you gonna make it?

Cordelia blinked at the words. Sure, I only remember giving him sweets, but apparently he's really looking forward to cooking.

"Anyway, would you like to make Jill with you?

"Nice. I'd like to make it the next time I go to visit. Looking forward to it."

"Now think about the food you can enjoy and make"

But Cordelia apologized in her heart from now on, thinking of how the chef would react if she offered to rent a cooking place because she wanted to try to cook a meal with Sylvester. He'll be flexible because he's a chef who's been making me listen to a lot of accommodation since I was a young boy, but he'll probably be watching me with feelings like that from time to time.

"But you've just met Lorna, and you seem to be feeling a lot better."

"Sometimes I could not hesitate to tell you all about it because I had just met him the other way and he was in a casual customer condition. I just told you what I came up with for that, so whether it really helps is a different story. It was such a delicious dish, I hope it helped at all......"

"Of course it's about shops and food, but I guess I was told the most important thing. If you are no longer confident, you will fail to succeed. At the beginning and at the end, Lorna had a different look, so I guess that just brought her closer to success."

I really hope so, but the authenticity made Sylvester feel so weak that it seemed that way.

"All I could do was go to my teacher today, but it's been a lot more fun than I thought."

"Could you have thought of anything besides the teacher's place and the meal?

"Before I asked you out, for once. There were places I thought I'd go after dinner, but it was also interesting to watch Dillie talk to Lorna. I wish I knew I could make a meal, and I knew there were things I didn't already know."

Hearing the words, Cordelia grinned bitterly.

At first there was some hesitation in standing in the kitchen, but I thought it might have been too much fun to leave Sylvester alone along the way, so I really wanted to thank you if you didn't care about that.

But I want to say it just in case.

"Dear Jill. If you're acting like I care, don't hesitate to ask."

"Huh? Oh, yeah. Why?"

"Wouldn't you like Jill to enjoy your date because of it? Me too. There may still be an accident. There's definitely something you don't already know about Jill."

Normally, I would like to pay as much attention as possible, but I am worried that a little bit about Jill will make me uncomfortable, and that it is usually not a problem. Of course, that's not limited to a date.

Sylvester seemed to have been poked in the void when Cordelia said the word date shamefully and tearfully as she said it herself, but she immediately returned a grin.

"You protected me until now that I'm not wearing 'Dear' today. You worked so hard to make a confession that you forgot."

"Hey!"

"I'm sorry, but I'm the same."

Sylvester had a illuminated look on his face as Cordelia glanced at him wondering if he was just saying it to flush the scene.

"Master Jill?

"I'm going to know a lot about Dili, and even though we often stay together and settle down more than we do from time to time, there are still times when we do. I've never been on a date in the city before, but I'm always in the mood for a first date, not today."

And I caught Cordelia straight with a gentle look as it was.

"But I'm thinking it doesn't matter how many times or if it's my first date. Because the same date can't happen in the first place."

So grandly said, Cordelia turned her eyes round.

"So if there's anything bothering me, so is Dili... Dili's been telling me for a long time"

"Oh, you know me well."

Seeing Sylvester pull out of his shoulder, Cordelia shrugged her shoulders and replied, and laughed at each other.

"So let's just say our next first date goes where we shouldn't have been today"

"Looking forward to it"

"I have to work hard for that. Make sure you get out of here."

Of course I don't know if the next one will follow that assumption. But Cordelia wondered if it would be fun either way, whether that happened or not.