"Miss Euphemia. If you don't sparkle your eyes so much, bread won't run away. Eat slowly."
As you said, Reginald can attract some bread to himself. When I saw it, I also pulled some bread into my hand. And I stuck to the bread without hesitation. Normally, I eat delicately, but I don't eat in such an elegant way except in a social setting. Well, I'll do a decent job in a social setting, right? It's good at times like this.
"Delicious, Miss Euphemia?
"Yes, very much!
A crisp cookie dough sits on top of a fluffy bread dough. This is what I call melon bread in my previous life. The shape is slightly different, but the taste is still the melon bread itself. Delicious. You can eat as much as you want.
"Master Euphemia! Please eat more elegantly. Not just us, but His Highness is here...!
"It's okay. This is no place to socialize, and people would love it if they ate it deliciously in the first place."
That's what Reginald said to Cynthia. By the way, why I don't talk is because I have bread on my cheek. Then it's like a small animal. I think it looks especially like a squirrel. But I can't help it because it's delicious. Besides, it was a long time ago that I encountered a taste similar to the world of the previous life.
When I glanced at you, Reginald did not put his hand on your bread and stared at me with a warm, raw gaze.... yeah, you're watching your sister or pet eat deliciously. There are a certain number of people who like to say that. But if you stare at your beautiful face, it won't be hard to eat... Rather, the taste doubles. Bread is great while looking at the faces of the main heroes of maiden games. Oops, it's just like old times.
"Look, Miss Euphemia. Bread scum is falling. Let's eat a little more carefully."
"... yes"
That's what Reginald said. He wiped the table.... I don't think Prince Wang would do such a thing? That's how I glanced at Roy, but there was no wind that bothered him. Rather, it's a warm gaze, so I guess you're mostly saying, "Hi again." Master Reginald, I'm sure this is the way it is.
"... I kind of want to feed when I see Miss Euphemia eating deliciously. You can eat a little more of mine."
"Eh, uh...."
"Oh, that's fine, don't be shy. I'm not that hungry. And when it's time, Roy runs to buy food."
"Wait! Am I running!?"
That's what Roy said and stared at Reginald seriously. In response, Reginald naturally said, "Of course, who else?" When Roy heard the words, he murmured "tyrannical", "tyrant" and "rough", but Reginald listened. Apparently, the trust between Roy and Reginald is considerable. Otherwise, you can't beat each other lightly like this.
"But...."
"You can just say I'm good. Come on, ahn"
That's right, Reginald can bring the sandwich near my mouth. Thick-baked eggs that look fluffy and hardened with sandwiched gold. The best thick-baked egg sandwich that is simple yet appetizing.
(... looks delicious)
Your appetite returns at once. I should have been satisfied with something like melon bread earlier.... no, no! But I can't let Reginald eat it...! Yes, there was a time when I thought about it, yeah.
"Yes, Miss Euphemia."
Yes, the moment Reginald repeated... I lost the temptation. Snap onto a thick-baked egg sandwich. Fluffy bread and exquisitely sweet thick-baked eggs, as expected. Oh, that's all I'm feeling happy about. Even in my previous life, I loved thick-baked egg sandwiches...!
"Delicious"
Really? I'm glad. Sometimes Roy does a good job. "
"Sometimes what is it! I always try to help Reginald!?"
"Yeah, that effort is pretty much empty."
"... that's true, but..."
With a thick-baked egg sandwich on his cheek, Reginald and Roy start that conversation again with me elsewhere feeling happy. But it doesn't reach my ears.
(Hmm, delicious food is the best!
That's what I thought. Whether Cynthia stares at me with a cold gaze next door or Roy argues with Reginald in front of her, she won't get into my world. Only me and food can enter my world. With that in mind, I reach for bread again. Today is the third time. The amount eaten by the noble lady was a little unusual.