I was Reincarnated and Now I’m a Maid

"Are you sure, Master Bianca?"

"It's awful, Julia. If you say you're gonna do it, you do it."

Bianca is as beautiful as ever with a smile on her face.

Beautiful, though.

It's not a beautiful garden we're standing in, or an indoor with a tea set ready. What a kitchen in the Princess's Palace, the castle of Metabon.

And what she, the Duchess, wears is, as usual, a tailored dress… a bright white, pretentious, apron that is made of silk over.

Yes, pretend apron.

I've never worn anything like this in my life!!

As much as that, isn't it a story item in a previous life? That's how pretentious it is. That's made of silk. Would you tell them you're a bee?

What did you think this time, 'handmade treats' started to fashion recently among the nobles, huh?

No, maybe, but he managed to make it sound like he was healthy to give someone's handmade to the right person.

For some reason, Bianca, the Dolce lover was highly knowledgeable, so I'd like to make it.

Then the point is why it's not the Duke's house, it's the Princess's kitchen... yeah, well, as you can guess, they ate the big opposite at the Duke's house.

You don't imitate that!! And.

I don't know. Even I, a servant of the lower nobility, didn't look good at first, so there must be no such thing as Bianca, who is in a very good position as the Duchess.

So you came to me with "friends” and "I can make sweets"... With that beauty, I said, "Don't tell me, okay? I want to give it to my husband, Dolce with Love 'or if he leans on his little neck, you see, with his social position, his friendly position and his beautiful honor, right? You can't say no, can you?

My Lord Chancellor, you're a little jealous of being loved not only for getting such a beautiful daughter-in-law...... oh, I have nothing but friendship with Bianca because I don't feel like sotching.

"So... for beginners, so I'm going to make cookies today"

"Cookies, orthodox, but deep inside."

"Do you think..."

This is the first time in my life that I have been given my thoughts on cookies that are deep or something.

No, well, I'm sure there are many different kinds of cookies in a bite, and it's great to be able to come up with as many ideas again with one way.

It's a kitchen in the Princess's Palace, so naturally there's Metabong, but I can really tell it's harassing.

But that's not 'what if something happens to a great lady named Duchess', it's 'what if my castle is destroyed' you're worried!?

After that, it was the first egg to be broken, or the task of mixing it, and Bianca was surprised, and she made the dough with the freshness that even this person who would succeed in all sorts of things would be surprised this way.

There were some scenes where I was worried about not having some calamari in them, and some where I was worried about not having damned flour.

I should have removed it properly, and I should have prepared a sieve, but look, there are novices to spilling it if you tilt it...

This time it was out of mould, so you picked some, a little extravagant on the last baked cookies, but I tried melting and applying the chocolate I bought at the Mitchellan confectionery shop, and so on, and I decorated it!

Hey, it's hard to make something while teaching people...... Bianca must be a success because she looked very satisfied.

"Wow, this is how you get your Dolce up"

"This is a cookie made by Bianca, I'm sure His Excellency the Chancellor will be delighted"

"Really? Thank you, Julia"

"Yes."

"Oh, hey."

"Yes?"

I don't know, a cookie was shoved into my mouth that was having a rough fever.

Sakukukuku, Molo.

Yeah, it tastes familiar because I made it with you.

But Nico, it's strange that Bianca, who laughs, is in front of you.

"Thank you, Julia - Ugh, I wanted to try" knob miggy "with my friends, too. Now I have one dream."

Mm-hmm. What the fuck, you goddess!

Oh delicious, or Bianca who gracefully pinched a cookie after me and laughed, but her ears are just a little red.

But my ears are redder.

'Cause me and Bianca, look, friend, but... I have an identity, but this is a different color place called the kitchen, and even then it's a good place to be from me.

But it wasn't, you see, I wanted to knob with my friends, and that's me, so...

Ahhh... you're going to light it up!

I was really surprised when they talked to me, but I'm glad I took it on. I thought it was heartfelt......!!

The cookies that were then made were to be wrapped with Bianca and distributed to Primera and Queen Wang, as well as to His Excellency the Chancellor.

Primera was handed over directly to Bianca before she left, and Primera was very pleased, and, uh, was it an angel meeting? It was eye blessing.

Then, as I was with you to Bianca's escorts, who had been kept away, I saw and smiled at Bianca, who had stopped.

"Don't worry, I'll take it responsibly to Her Highness the King and her."

"Bianca, are you sure?

"Yeah, some of these things are only handed over to you, right? As a nobleman, there will be some things I am not thankful for, but this is only my existence. Don't worry, Julia won't bother you."

"We don't show you there. Bianca did something she was unfamiliar with, so she was too tired."

"It's okay, I really... I really enjoyed it. It's true that I wanted to try to make sweets, Dolce has always loved them. I didn't doubt anyone who creates them was a genius. But I'm in a position to just order it. A human on the side that protects the maker. I also understand that."

In fact, the cookies we make must be full of amateurs. It doesn't taste bad, but... if you ask me if it's enough to give it to someone with a fat tongue, subtle lines.

Bianca laughed beautifully as she understood it and wanted to give it to her.

"Julia, I appreciate it. It's me and your friend's princess, so I can say something sweet."

"Oh, ha, yes. Thank you."

"Oh, you'll light me up, won't you?

"... I also thank Bianca for always laughing at me as a friend in a different capacity"

"No, Julia, not at times like this, right?

"Huh?"

"Are we friends?

"... yes, many fears,"

"So."

Bianca, pointing her mouth just a little bit, stares at me.

Oh, yeah, I kind of get it!

Okay, but just look around and make sure no one's around.

"... I, too, think of Bianca, as a friend and sister. You shouldn't normally say this, so I won't say it!

"Nice."

Bianca and I snorted at Eagle Deep in acting tone and laughed at the same time.

Yeah, I thought this' sorority 'would be nice once in a while!

"I want to make it again."

"Waiting for you"

Promise we snuck in, but no false feelings.

Nice, he said he had these dusty secrets.

But I received and pioneered that night from His Excellency the Chancellor a complaining long-earned letter saying, 'Have you spoken my wife's handmade cookies first or not terrible?', so it was up to me to think about something else next time.