"Sue, the cookies are baked. … what to do next"
"Hey, wait a minute"
I was making pie dough. Stop my hand, put the bowl down and turn around Lace. Living with Reis, who was a former Knights of Privilege and paid high, this house doesn't feel cramped at all with its large kitchen and two people.
Layce, wearing the same black apron as her own hair on a white shirt with a relaxed collar, is faithfully waiting until the next instruction from me comes.
That's like a knight waiting for an order. In fact, I still have a knight's degree, albeit a guard.
"First of all, cookies are perfect."
The two kinds of cookies, plain and cocoa, that embody Wall's fox face, are very beautiful to bake and shape. I tried one, but I like the sweetness and the mouth is mellow. No complaints.
... I made it from scratch by Reis, but I guess it's an illusion that I feel prettier and tastier than I do.
"So will you cut the fruit there next?
"Oh, okay"
As instructed, I'm used to cutting orange and kiwi pieces for platters with fruit knives. When you're good at handling swords, are knives something you can use well, too? I'm afraid I'll get to see you in time for advanced decoration cuts.
"What the hell are you looking for, you?"
"Hmm...? I don't have anything in particular to aim for, but that's fine with me if you're happy."
"Well, that's not what I'm asking!
You natural tarashi......!
Re-tie the quality water-colored apron string that Rinse gave me to celebrate my new home and I get evil with a red face. Without worrying about me or anything like that, Reis turns his apple skin sultry with a cool face.
"If this was a paragraph, was the room decorated next?
"That's right. Turn it into a newly bought tablecloth to decorate your table with ricola flowers"
"What about the vase?"
"I brought it from my parents' house. I have my favorite glass."
I will check the steps.
We need to get everything gorgeous so that every celebration is appropriate.
- Today is the anniversary of my meeting with Wall.
It's a distant past now, but after I set myself apart from Reis, the Spirit who woke up accurately to his power as a spiritual user and exchanged words for the first time was Wall.
Since then, me and Wal have been dear friends and partners.
I took care of Wal for something about Reis, and I whispered thanks for that, but I made a lot of desserts and planned a little party.
Naturally, my childhood knight is involved.
My personality is clumsy. My fingertips are incredibly clever. Reis is giving my instructions pale and finishing the dessert.
At this rate, you'll be ready for a party just for Wal, just to be surrounded by sweet things, on schedule with no problems.
Me and Reis are a lot quicker than usual, but we're finishing dinner first. It's as simple as warming yesterday's leftovers of white stew with hardened bread and a salad to make and store, but I'll get a lot of that dessert, so today's fine.
Reyce never hates sweet things either...... or you like being out of the picture, for a long time.
Even when I was in the orphanage, I remember the other little ones eating sweets.
"Problem is, Wal. I hope you're from church and haven't gotten too many treats."
Wall has been visiting you for about three days, Faye. also seem to be friendly with each other by the mundane spirits, and smile as they are taught letters and painted together.
I'm totally familiar with the church over there, and Wal often comes home with treats.
I've told Wal about the party beforehand, so I don't think he'll eat too much.
Probably should be back in the evening or so.
"... that water spirits will put as much sweets in their bellies as they can. Seems pretty fed up in the Lords' Hall, but even after that, there's nothing left of Sue's dessert."
"Heh heh, so is that."
Imagine Wal inflating his stomach into bread and laughing small.
Now with another stomp, I took a bowl and a hella that was in the middle of mixing pie dough ingredients, and I resumed my work.
"All right, you're ready! Good luck with Reis."
"Oh."
I looked over at the table and breathed satisfactorily.
The wooden table for four is lined with thin pink spring tablecloths, on which lies a narrow line of lace wolf-shaped cookies, tea fluffy chiffon cakes, pudding made with pumpkins scraped, and sumptuously served piles of fruit.
Of course, Wal's favorite pie is well placed in the middle. Right next to it, red flowers raised in clear vases add to the scene.
"The ricola flowers you picked from the garden are also beautiful and beautiful. Thanks for taking the time."
"Never mind.... don't let the sun fall soon."
With the apron removed and the chair resting on its back, Lace pointed her sliced eyes towards the window next to the table.
The sky is a stunning cedar. Purple darkness is melting out there.
I wasn't obsessed with getting it fixed on my desk, but you were at this hour sometime. Nearly time for the night book to fall.
... Hey, I think it's too late for Wal to come home.
"Hey, I wonder if Wal's okay. Even if it's time to come back...... Yikes!?
- So all of a sudden, there was a wind rolling at my feet.
The windows aren't open, and it's obviously not a normal natural gust.
Grab my arm and hold it so that Reis can shelter himself.
Curtains and tablecloths flickered, a piece of haraki, and a petal of liquora fell over a pie of wood. Eventually the blowing wind subsides and a wolf appears neglected with gray hair. I opened my eyes as Reis held me to the appearance of that bewitching beast.
The wolf opens his big mouth with momentum.
"Suddenly smitten, interrupting ssss! Oh, my God! It's important, Princess Spirit!