Takarakuji de 40-oku Atattandakedo Isekai ni Ijuu Suru

Late that night.

Eira was lying in bed in a spacious room that had just been appreciated three days earlier.

Eira's room is about the size of 16 tatami tatami tatami tatami in Japan, and is out of standard for a room where servants are appreciated.

The floors are laid with fine carpets, and the furniture provided, including beds and tables, are all of good quality and elegant because everyone sees them.

In the dark room, Eira lay still with her eyes closed for a while, but got up to tease the bed unexpectedly.

"(I can't sleep...)"

Sighing deeply, Eira held her head in remembrance of the situation in which she was placed.

Three days ago, Zirconia ordered me to "stick Leese and Kazla together" directly, and although I wish I had no choice but to take it on, after three days, Ayla is unable to take any action.

For the past three days, Eira accompanied Reese well and took her to the barn zone every day.

The only time Eira is face-to-face with Ichigo is on her way to and from the barn zone, and during the morning, noon and evening meals.

When Eira and Ichigo meet each other in the face, Leese is always with them, and it's unlikely that Eira will be alone with Kazura first.

So far, there has never been anything like Eira joining the conversation between the two, and it has often been that she silently refrains behind the two steps like a squire.

In other words, Eira doesn't have the right time to interact more with Ichigo.

In a situation like the one where we've only had administrative conversations, there's no way we can move ourselves and imitate how well we stick together with Reese.

The plan that Eira initially put in place, even if it took some time, was to manage to get along somewhat well, to take it to a state where we could chat very naturally, and then twitch and weave stories like Leese's stock goes up into a chat with Ichigo.

However, the current situation is hopeless.

You can't talk to Leese together when she's with Leese, and Ella has to do her job when Leese isn't around, and Leese is busy moving around every day and not having time to talk slowly or anything like that.

Eira had a headache every day wondering how to attack someone who couldn't even timing the contact.

"(At least I hope Marie and I can exchange positions from time to time... you can't do it first...)"

Marie, who is in the position of a good squire with Ayla, has exceptionally many opportunities to make good contact compared to Ayla.

If Marie and I could exchange positions, we would have a little chance to talk when we went to wake her up in the morning, accompany her before and after bathing, and check the meal content of each meal.

Marie has been a samurai at the Rouson family, or she does her day-to-day work handily.

It was only on the first day of work that I seemed a little confused by the unsolicited workplace, but after being explained the location and series of flows of work, such as the cooking and laundry, I was doing my job almost perfectly, looking for the instructions of Ayla and other samurai.

I don't try to do anything on my own if I don't know or can't get around to it, even if I talk to Eira first and ask for directions to avoid exacerbating the problem.

In addition, after the evening ceremony, which took place every evening, he also gave a proper report to Eira, summarizing the work he had done on the day.

Despite her young age of only thirteen, Eira felt Marie was a pretty good samurai.

But if you can work immediately as Liese's squire because you're good, that's not what this is about.

Reese has always been with Eira from an early age, and only against a very few, including Eira, shows the state of the vegetables.

Reese is strongly dependent on Eira, the only one of them who can completely remove the power of her shoulders and treat her casually, and Eira herself is aware of that.

If he made Marie the exclusive squire of Reese instead of himself, and even if he suggested that he come off the lead, perhaps Reese would refuse to do anything.

Besides, if Eira makes such a suggestion, it's not hard to imagine Leese getting badly depressed.

I mean, there's nothing you can do about it.

If Marie were a general citizen, she might have been able to gauge contact at that time, as two days out of ten would be on holiday.

But unfortunately Marie is a slave.

No holiday can be granted to slaves, so they will not leave the charge of a good squire for a day or so.

Totally octagonal.

Leese likes Ichigo, and he doesn't look like he's any good, so leaving him alone or two of them seems to stick together.

But be sure to say something every evening when you have a brief interview with Zirconia about Reese's appointment the next day, "How are the two of you?" You can't do nothing when you're asked.

I wish Eira's heart was strong enough to say "don't be unscrupulous" to Zirconia, but unfortunately Eira is a cautious person.

Eira was frightened that Zirconia could reprimand her within if she didn't do something to improve her track record.

"... let's have some tea"

When Eira groaned so in a sigh, she crawled out of bed and wore pants that she had left beside the bed, weaving her stalls from the top of a tunic that was long from her original to the top of her knee she was wearing.

"Hmm, I wonder what we're going to do today. Do you drink Echinacea because you've been up late lately?"

As the candlelight of the candle lit up slightly at hand, Ichigo boiled water in a small pan with a stone shaped bamboo (kamadu) in a cooking area where no one was present.

On the table beside it is placed a paper bag with herbs divided into small pieces, a bright white teacup and a wooden basket with glass pots.

Ichigo took a paper bag containing echinacea and liquorice out of the basket and cut the seal that had been stopped with cellotape.

Echinacea has an immune enhancement effect and is a treasured herb when your body is tired.

Liquorice, who I took out of the basket with me, this time took it out to try it for the purpose of making it sweet.

"Ah."

"Hmm?"

When Ichigo turned to the voice he inadvertently heard from behind, Eira, dressed in her bedroom, stood with a candle at the entrance to the cooking area.

Eyla never expected people in the cooking area at this hour to have a good one either, and she wanted to cry heartily over her own detours that came out in her bedtime clothes and her dumbness that she accidentally raised her voice to.

Rude behavior, such as appearing in a bedroom dress in front of your husband, even after business hours.

"Good evening, Ayla. Could it be that you're here to make hot water?

I don't notice anything in Eira's chest like that, and Ichiya smiles and talks to Eira.

"Yes, I thought I'd have a cup of tea...... oh, you know, I'm so sorry for dressing like this. I didn't think anyone was there, and the..."

"No, it's nothing out of business hours and I don't care..." said Eira?

Noticing that Eira was about to cry in answer to many things, she panicked for a moment.

But soon he realizes the cause is on him, and after a few seconds of thinking about what's wrong, he smiles at Eira again.

"Uh, I was just about to make some tea now, too. If you want, could you let me treat you to a cup?

"Yep...... Yep!? Wow, to me!?

"Yeah, I always take care of you, and you must thank me for that. This way, please."

Regardless of Eira being solidified by an unexpected offer, Ichigo walked to the large dining room, which is co-located in the cooking area, when she had a small pot with boiling water.

When Ayla rushed to follow her on a small run, she pulled the chair, smiling at Ayla, "Go ahead" at the table.

"Elderflower, rosehip and...... can you also include german chamomile?... Mr. Eira?

Ichigo speaks to Eira, who is stuck at the entrance to the dining room in a bewildered manner.

When Eira came to her good in a frightened manner, she sat in the chair as she was advised.

"This is the herbal tea I took in my country, and it's called herbal tea. I hope it fits your mouth."

Yiliang said so, pinching the herbs with her fingers and putting them in the glass pot, pouring hot water from the small pot.

The herbs poured out of the water flutter in the glass pot and begin to twitch and dissolve each herbal-specific color into the hot water.

"(Yabe, what are you going to do with a glass pot in front of Mr. Eira? I am)"

Ichiya looks at Eira wondering if she will be questioned about anything, but Eira stares silently at the glass pot with a tense look on her face.

Ichigo took a deep breath of relief that there was no such thing as asking questions in particular.

I thought it was thorough because Nalson had previously told the mansion's people to "do no extra prying against the good".

Meanwhile, Eira was Eira, and while confused by the situation she was now in, she was blinded by herbs drifting through a glass pot placed in front of her.

Recently, I heard a certain amount of talk from Zirconia about Ichigo, so I don't have to expose myself to such irregularities as rushing to see a clear glass pot placed in front of me.

But it does not change that the glass pot is an unknown tool, but it is solidified by its rarity and the beauty of drifting herbs.

"What kind of tea do you usually drink, Mr. Eira? Is that the kind of thing that the samurai brew for me at meals?

When Ichigo spoke to Ayla, who was solidifying, Ayla raised her face from the glass pot, corrected her posture and turned back to Ichigo.

"Yes, I often make tea with the vanilla I've bought in the city...... you know, thank you so much for this concern to someone like me. Yet I dress like this... Forgive my disrespect..."

"No, no, don't be so afraid. If you're so concerned, I'm tired, too. Make it easier."

"Well, even if they say so..."

Even more confused by the way he was frightened, Ikara took the glass pot with a bitter smile.

"Well, is it a good time?"

Take a teacup from inside the basket and place it in front of Eira, pouring the freshly simmered herbal tea.

The gentle aroma characteristic of fluffy Germanic chamomile combined with the fruity aroma of rosehip spread slightly around the area with an indescribable good aroma.

"Go ahead. If you don't like the taste, tell me. I brought herbs of all kinds, so I'll brew them back into something else."

Ichiyoshi said so himself sat in a chair and took another teacup out of the basket and poured herbal tea.

And put your mouth on your own teacup, regardless of Eira being confused with the teacup in front.

When I saw that and Ella took the teacup too, I thanked her word for word and teased her mouth.

"... delicious"

Ikara smiled relieved when she mouthed herbal tea and finally smiled at Ayla for its flavor and aroma.

"Good. And this, it's a treat called cookies, if this is okay with you. It's delicious."

Then Ichigo took the cookies in the paper bag from the basket and offered them to Eira with the contents on the plates that had been placed in the vicinity.

Eira thanked him nicely and took a pinch of cookies.

"(If you're a cookie, I sell it in the city, and I make it sometimes too...... oh, yummy!

Cookies are food that also exists in this world, and it is common to mix and bake salt and fruit in the powdered bread wheat.

To a good way of putting it as if Eira didn't think she knew the food called cookies, Eira remembered the story that the good was Graciol.

If the best is really Graciol, I can also be convinced that I don't know much about food in this world.

Eira wondered if the food in this world wouldn't fit her mouth very well, as Ichigo seems to also make Marie make the meals she usually eats bespoke.

"It's so delicious! I've never eaten such sweet and delicious cookies before!

"That's good...... so cookies aren't another rare food. I don't know much about food in this country... excuse me"

Yiliang grinned bitterly at Eira, who answered with a full grin, with her head on her own rudeness.

"... ah"

In such a good way, Eira almost lost her color for a moment saying that her current remarks had been a good shame, but she decided to let it flow "okay" after seeing a good one that didn't look like she cared at all.

Besides, if this is how you speak friendlily from the best, now is a great opportunity to get along.

It's quite resistant to Eira to speak suddenly with ease to those on the lookout who have barely spoken, but it seems like it would be better to push and kill it here and have a normal conversation.

"Uh, uh, I make cookies sometimes, too. I often mix and bake chopped fruit, but this cookie is so sweet and delicious even though it doesn't contain fruit. What would it taste like this if you mixed it up?

"Hmm, I don't know much about how to make this because it's something I bought too, but it does contain sugar, butter, salt and... it certainly seemed like something like that..."

"Let's see...?

I'm thinking with the teacup. For one thing, Ayla asks tilting her little neck.

"Yeah, it's something that looks like salt and tastes sweet. Unlike the sweetness of fruit, it's simply a seasoning that feels sweet."

"Is it sweet salt? You have something like that... and I've never even heard of butter"

Answer the question to Eira, who asks the question intrigued as if something had blown out, relieved her that Ichigo was finally able to relieve the tension.

"Butter does seem like one of these days I could probably swing the milk I squeezed from the animals in a container...... I kinda remember, so next time I go back to the country I'll look it up properly. If you're going to be able to make it, why don't we make it together next time?

When I went to the ranch with my parents when I was a kid, I tried to rely on a tiny memory of when I made butter in the experience class, but I don't really feel confident that I have too many memories to really butter with.

Next time you go back to Japan, you might want to check on the internet or go around Gunmar Ranch and find out how to make it right.

"What, but..."

Eyla's a little sloppy on the offer.

But I also thought I should take it as a social decree and relax it, but if you're serious about offering it, it's a great opportunity to get close.

I've been watching Ichigo for the past few days and I've felt somewhat better, but Ichigo seems to treat his servants very kindly and politely as well, so if he's slightly disrespectful, he'll forgive me.

Eira excited herself that this place should go a long way.

"So, please do. I can squeeze milk from the mogi I keep on this property, so I think you should let me use that."

"(Ugh, I got on)"

I asked her out under no, thinking she'd probably say no or be flushed, but unexpectedly, Eira came on board with a good invitation.

However, it is convenient because Eyla and I would like to interact more closely and get along with each other every day if possible.

Since we should continue to live in the Narson Mansion over the long term, we wanted to communicate well with those who often meet each other from day to day.

"Okay. I will return to the country once in two days, so I think the next time I will return to Isteria will be in seven or eight days, counting from today. After that, try making butter on a convenient day for Eira."

"Thank you. If I could make butter, I think I could make cookies that taste much better than what I've been making. I'll get you some fruit too."

Are you still a little nervous, there was still a little bit of clumsiness in Eira's smile.

But if we continue to interact in this way, then we will also be able to see a natural smile in time, Ichigo snorted inside.

"And I always come to the cooking place to boil water when this is about the time. If you feel like it, you can always use it. I'll treat you to another herbal tea. With cookies, of course."

"Hehe, then, next time you come, you'll also have the treats I made. I'm pretty good at making sweets."

"Oh, that's exciting. I need to think of a better herbal blend, too."

Thus, it was decided that only two late night tea parties (occasional) and butter making classes (dates to be determined) would be held.