I Favor the Villainess

"... hmmm..."

"What's wrong, Lene?

In an afternoon of doozy for the memorial, Dear Claire, Misha, My College Knights Freshman Girls Trio and Lene were in the girls' dorm cooking room.

Whatever you're doing, I'm just thinking about a recipe for snacks served at a male and female reverse cafe.

Why there are no men, because this is not about being inferior to men, but because the princes have never cooked or otherwise become wary.

No, I still wish I could show my face.

"... this flavoring, you remember eating somewhere"

"Really? Well, for civilians, I think they make something delicious."

I made a sandwich that was easy to make so I could easily change variations at the beginning.

The first thing I did was serve an orthodox egg sandwich, but what Lene said at the beginning was what she thought of eating it.

"Me, did you ever cook and raise rice to Lene?

"Yeah, there shouldn't be. But the sauce on this sandwich is very impressive, and I remember eating it somewhere."

Oh, shit.

"Oh, this must be a mayonnaise."

"Do you know, Master Claire?

Misha asked Lady Claire, who said she was good at it.

"It's a new source recently announced in Bloomee. It's a lovely sauce characterized by a mellow richness and a good acidity."

"How could Ray have something like that?

Lene sends a strange gaze.

This was a good idea.

It was a habit of my previous life, and I used it without thinking that it would be this for Egg Sandwich.

"Uh. I just happen to be able to make something similar."

"Really?

"Yes, yes."

I desperately misled.

I know you've noticed a long time ago if you're a good guy, but I was the one who offered the chocolate and mayonnaise recipes to Bloomee.

Though Linth's plan for a fortune was frustrated by his method, there is a reincarnation into a medieval European-style world.

Selling knowledge of the planet is fundamental.

Nor is it ever cheap to pay for working as Master Claire's maid.

But selling recipes to fancy restaurants, like the price of a full course equals six months' salary for civilians, is much more in return.

When it comes to how we are saving money, we are preparing for the future.

If we are to trace the future as it remains in the game, Lady Claire often falls, and eventually the end of death awaits.

I definitely want to stop that.

I need money to do that.

What's more, you can't understand the use of money for a reason.

Therefore, it is a secret that I am a Blume official.

"Next. Other variations of the sandwich, so I've made something a little more nuanced."

The story was misleading, and the next thing I made was a roast beef sandwich.

I tried thinly sliced vegetables with basil sauce.

I use a little pepper for hidden flavors.

"This is delicious too. I'm glad the egg sandwich was rustic earlier, but this is a little extravagant."

"I'm doing a good job as a civilian."

"Thank you"

It is well received by Misha and Claire.

I also tried suggesting other things like ham sandwiches and vegetable sandwiches, but both of them reacted well.

But Lene looks difficult again.

"What's wrong, Lene?

"Ray, come here for a second"

They wanted to talk to me about something to keep secret, so we both left the cooking room once.

"Ray did all the new Bloomes here these days, didn't he?

Oh, that's a bad one. This.

"That's not true. I told you earlier. If it's about mayonnaise, it's a coincidence."

"That's not all. The overall culinary atmosphere is very similar to Blume's."

Lene has said on top of each other.

Unlike me, Lene seems to have treated Blume's dishes to Claire.

"It's my fault."

"You were using something chillier for the hidden flavor, weren't you? That's a pepper used in the Oriental countries, isn't it? That's what Claire said before."

"I heard it from Claire, too."

It is only me who intends to deceive.

But Lene has eaten even more.

"Even egg sandwiches and vegetable sandwiches do. The way the eggs are crushed is so polite as to be paranoid, but the way the vegetables are cut is pretty rough"

"What's so weird about that?

"The hassle part and the simplicity part are the same as the Blume recipe."

I lost my temper.

I have also spoken about existing recipes.

But you don't notice details like that, normal.

What? What?

Was Lene Mt. Haibara O?

"So how do you put that roast beef through the fire? Previously on common sense, it's perfectly normal for meat to pass through the fire, but that roast beef was rare, wasn't it?

Oh, that's not true.

"That's not rare. It's called Rosé. It's freshly made in thin pink, but the hemoglobin in the meat changes the color of the meat over time -"

"Look, I knew it. Normal people don't know that."

"Ah."

When I talked to him in good shape, he caught me brilliantly.

All right, Lene, he'll do it.

"Why do you need to hide it? I think it's amazing that you're offering a recipe to Bloomee."

I'm relieved that I don't seem to be willing to force myself to pee about it for what I've been pursuing quite persistently.

I wonder if I could talk to Lene.

Sometimes earlier.

"I admit it. Sure, I'm offering the recipe to Blume."

"I knew you would."

"But I want you to keep that to yourself."

"Why?"

Seems purely strange, Lene snapped her neck adorably.

"I can't tell you the details, but it's for Claire."

"Master Claire's?

"Yeah. Please, will you shut up?

"That's good, though."

I don't know what it means to keep quiet, that's the face.

"I have a secret, too. As it is in Lehne."

"!? What's that about?

"What is it?

I held Lene back while I teased her.

Lene looked a little serious to be vigilant, but did it tell you that she wasn't going to force this one to be public, either?

"You have no choice. I'll shut you up."

And loosened his expression.

"Thanks"

"Instead, tell me something about the recipe. I want to make it up to Master Claire."

"Fine. Do you want something like this, or do you have a request?

"Hmm. I'd love something like a tea treat."

Is it a tea treat that seems quite unusual?

"Okay. Then come back to the cooking room at night. Because I'll tell you the recipe."

"Thank you. I'll have permission to come in."

Lene is Claire's maid, not a college student, so if you're with Claire or if you're alone, you can't go into the college dorm after the curfew.

"Hehe, I look forward to the evening"

"Hey you guys. Leave the Lord alone. What are you talking about?"

Lady Claire came out of the cooking room worried about whether she cut the numbness.

"It's a secret story. Right, Ray?

"That's what I mean"

"... that's not funny."

It is Lady Claire who can't honestly ask me to mix it up.

"Bye, Lene. At night."

"Yeah."