Takarakuji de 40-oku Atattandakedo Isekai ni Ijuu Suru

The next morning.

In the corner of the mansion's cooking area, Reese was stirring the contents of the bowl with a wooden hella.

Unlike his usual dress, he wears an apron from the top of a ruffled outfit called a skirt on a long-sleeved shirt.

I really enjoy the way you wrap your arms around each other and mix dough with your nose.

Beside Liese, Eira and Barletta, as well as Zirconia, are also snobbing to make sweets.

What we all make is baked cake with cutlet cheese.

"Humph, humph. Yes, you can. Eira, next time."

Finish mixing the cheesecake dough and Leese hands the bowl to Ella.

Eira is also a personal outfit, not a maid's outfit today.

When I heard Barletta was going to make sweets, I offered to join Liese.

Marie's off today, too, but she's home with Havel.

"Yes, go ahead. Is it time to take your place?

"Mmm, it's okay. He said there's nothing like this. I mean, how much more do you make? It's my fifth drink."

"Eh, I want to distribute it to all the servants on the night shift and all the clerks working late at night... so how many were all of them"

"Oh, maybe you're going to hand it out to all the night shifters? We're not talking about a hundred or two, are we?

Reese points a slight face at Eira.

"Oh, no, just the guys who work in your mansion. I just can't get to the people in the military wing."

"Still, they're close to a hundred...... well, can you handle every piece or so? Wouldn't you complain from the day shift people?

"We're all supposed to make it next time we do lunch support, so it's okay. Because I plan to give it to everyone as an extraordinary snack."

"Oh well. So some people are going to eat twice to go with today's. I need to make it so you can say, 'The one I ate before was better'."

"Hehe, right"

"Valletta, you're not feeling well. What's wrong with you?

Reese and Eira turn to the zirconia voice behind them.

"Oh, no. That's not true."

Barletta, who was silently cutting the dried fruit she had put back in hot water, smiled at Zirconia as she raised her face.

Slightly tired can be seen on that face.

"Really? I've been so quiet and so many sighs that I got worried."

"Excuse me, just a thought."

"Maybe I'm having trouble getting a guy to tell me, or something?

To Reese's words, Barletta sees her with a surprised face.

"Oh, I knew it? You're really in trouble when you persevere with someone you're not interested in at all. I know exactly how you feel."

"How did you know? Were you asking me anything?

"No, because I thought you looked like that here recently. Probably."

"Yeah... you don't normally know that..."

Approximately a slightly pully zirconia, Leese turns to Barletta's worried face.

"Barletta's always in and out of the craftsmen, and it's tough, isn't it? I'm just tired of being serious with you, so you just need to make it appropriate. But be careful not to hurt their pride."

"Ugh... yes"

"... Could it have been too late already?

"Yes......"

Barletta nods without force.

"Ah well... then it will be hard to work, and the workshop with that person will make sure I go instead. Which workshop?

"No, it's... it's Alondo..."

"" "What!?

As I raise my voice of surprise, Barletta sighs deeply.

"Arond is the Arond of the Louson family, right? Were you just giving it to you?

Barletta nodded at the zirconia in the face.

"But I hear that guy's a pretty gentleman to his female opponent... he was forced to dictate to you?

Leese asks Barletta wondering if she doesn't have a point.

"You said you were dictated... a while ago, he told me to leave Mr. Kazra and come to myself. I politely declined then, but then again, I could follow you like every day... and I was invited to dinner and shopping like every time, but if I refused everything, I'd piss you off."

"What, you were turning it all down?

"Yes, sir"

"That would make me angry. That guy's a nobleman, too, and if Barletta's in a position to say no, don't reject him altogether, but he's got to have a relationship to the extent of his relationship. There's something about Fumiko."

"Oh, is that what it is... I didn't know..."

"I didn't know either..."

"Wow, me too..."

Heh, to the three nodding, Reese nods, "Oh... yeah..."

"So you feel pretty angry?

"Ya, I guess... I got it on my mind too, because I did a yelling imitation in the streets..."

"Oh, yeah. You were so persistent that Barletta was so angry. But you can't yell at me, right? Because they're the other guy, let alone they have a relationship at work."

"Ugh... I'm reflecting..."

Zirconia puts her hand on Barletta's shoulder, which is snagging.

"Well, I'll keep an eye out next time. 'Cause I'm gonna tell you tight so you don't give me a scratch again."

"Yes, no! You don't have to do that!

"Mother, that response sucks. Please don't."

"Oh, really? I think we should stick the nail in it so it doesn't harass us or anything."

"It's a matter of their pride. Perhaps he thinks, 'I, a senior nobleman, have been cocked by civilians'. Even more reprimanded by someone from a position as good as your mother from there, you're extra resented for thinking Barletta told you. A man is a creature who cares so much about his face. You should avoid face-crushing imitation."

"Oh, yeah. Really... you can't crush it..."

Do you have a lot of fussies in mind, Zirconia is cold sweating.

"I'll tell that guy from me next time. I'm telling you, I didn't mean to hurt you."

"Oh, no... the..."

"Hmm, you still got something?

Best of all, and Barletta sees Reese in the upper hand.

"That's what I yelled at you for... rumbling at you with your fighting hips"

"What, rumbling, you? To Alondo?"

"Yes......"

"What did you say?

"... 'I hate you', and so on"

"" "Wow..." "

Barletta holds her head, "Aw," to the three of them who raised their voices in alignment.

"What the hell did you do to say that? Like you were about to be forced to cage your hands?

"Yes, no, the... they fooled me about Mr. Kazra, so I got cut out"

When Barletta said so, the other three stopped moving perfectly.

Zirconia and Eira face each other, and their eyes sharpen over Reese.

"... wait a minute. You said you made a fool of yourself about Kazura? What did he say?

"Uh... not a big guy or anything... sorry, I don't really want to say"

"You know... I work a lot, and I recognised you because Kazura and your father always praise you, and you said that."

"That's terrible..."

"Ha. It's called Havel, it's called Arond, those people in that house..."

Valletta turns to Zirconia, who sighs tiredly.

"Is there something for Master Habel, too?

"Kind of. I've had a good time with Marie. Well, I hope it turned out in a good direction."

Talking about that, the four of them put out their energy in making sweets.

After a while of work, the servants came and went more intensely to see if lunch time was approaching.

Seeing them like that, Zirconia stopped the hand of work.

We are supposed to make all our own meals today, and it fits when it's time to prepare them.

"Is it time to do meal support? Let's put the cake in the kiln too."

"I'm going to Mr. Kazra's room to pick up the ingredients."

"Oh, can I come with you?

Reese stops the work and turns to Valletta.

"I was always wondering what ingredients you use. All right?

"Ah, yes. Fine."

"Good. Mother, Ayla, please do something later."

We left the preparation of the meal to the two of us, and Barletta and Reese left the cooking area.

Leese gets very close to Barletta as she goes down the hallway.

"You know, you said Alondo was stopping by, right? What was it like?

Whispered in a whisper, Barletta tilted her little neck with a decent face.

"What's it like, what is it?

"Look, isn't that guy a good face and a good talker? He's rich and generous, and he's got a status, so I usually think if he talks to me, he'll rise. How was Barretta?"

"Yes, no, nothing..."

"It's never going to happen, is it? Hey, didn't you think it'd be nice?

"No, not at all. Until I accepted your invitation, I thought you were a good man."

To Barletta, who answers instantly, Reese turns a suspicious gaze.

"Uh, really? He's quite popular."

"Dear Leese, didn't you have an approach from Mr. Alondo?

"There it is. Not long ago, but I've been visiting for a while. Not at all now."

"Really? At that time, didn't you think it would be good?

"Hmmm...... you don't physiologically accept anything. I don't know what you're thinking."

"Uh, sure. Now that I think about it, I might have felt that way. I mean, it's floating."

"Right, even if Barletta wasn't aware of it, it wasn't actually something you cared about there? Oh, you don't like that type of guy?

"No, it's not that I'm not good at it."

"Huh? Really?

"Yes, I just don't care about guys other than Mr. Kazra"

"Oh, yeah."

That's how we talked, and we got to the good room.

Upon entering the room, Ichigo and Narson sat on the couch opposite each other, looking at each other in a difficult way.

A wooden chessboard is placed on the table between the sofas.

"Oh, Mr. Barletta. And Reese."

"I'll grandpa. I'm here to pick up some lunch ingredients."

"Hey, won't you just say it like it's at last?

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to."

"Haha...... are you playing chess?

"Yeah, Mr. Narson just invited me to start. I had it handed to me, but the flag color was really bad."

Which, Barretta and Liese peek into the chessboard.

At present, chess was a hidden boom at the Narson Mansion.

It was the beginning when Ichigo introduced Narson to chess that there was something like this for indoor play at the fold where we had a chat a while back.

Nalson showed interest, so I let the craftsmen make a set and play with it, and this became interesting.

Nalson seems to have liked it a lot, and as a result of introducing chess to martial officers and civilian officials, even servants such as samurai and guards are now interested in chess as long as they have time.

The difficulty of going out because of the snow that keeps falling day after day also plays a part in boom clapping.

"Wow, you're a Zutaboro. It feels like a piece of neck skin."

"Right. You can't do this anymore, can you?

"I'd give up. If you take turns with Barletta, you can still figure it out, right?

"Yes, no, because I've never beaten Master Narson either. I mean, if they push me this far, I can't do it anymore."

So far, in the mansion, Nalson was proud of his smashing strength.

Barletta is pretty strong, too, and I've eaten down to Narson only once and pretty sparingly, but I end up losing.

One good arm is a little below normal and so on, whilst staying with the zirconia.

Reese feels a little bit better than the good guys.

"Right. Mr. Narson, I'll throw it. I'm sorry, I'm not dealing with you at all."

"No, no, it was a very interesting fight. It's fun to start by dropping some pawns."

"How much handed did you wear?

"Mr. Narson falls in the night with Queen."

"" Wow. "

"Neither of us has that reaction terrible!? Yeah, let's all play cards after dinner. Without Baba, it doesn't matter how strong you are."

"Trump, is it? What does that look like?

You're interested, Narson eats up.

I had a strong image of Narson, but surprisingly, he likes every game.

"It's a play I do using a bunch of cards with numbers on them. I haven't brought it. So let's make it on thick paper now for the night. There's definitely some thick paper in that cardboard box over there..."

Sooner or later, Ichigo and Narson work on preparing for the work.

Barletta and Liese also started choosing ingredients towards the fridge.

After dinner that day.

We all gathered in the perfect room and surrounded the table all the way.

Each has a cardboard handcrafted by Ichiya and Narson in his hand.

I'm in the middle of nowhere right now.

Baba's card depicts an illustration of a cute Almal (a black-haired rabbit-like animal that lives in the woods) painted by Reese.

"Oh, it's me up!

Barletta, who pulled the cards from Eira sitting next to her, threw the aligned cards into the center of the table.

A good one pulled the last one of Barletta's, and Barletta slipped out.

"Wow, Mr. Barletta, it's early....... hmmm, not all of them. Who's got Baba? Is that Reese?"

"It's not me. Isn't it a good idea to say that?

Reese pulls one card from the top.

I threw one pair together and threw it away like it was in the center of the table.

"Yes, Father"

"Uhm."

Sooner or later, Narson pulls a card from Reese.

"Mm, can't we all? Look, Jill."

"Yeah, I don't know which one."

Zirconia picked out the card lost and pulled one.

"Fu-ha."

Everyone's gaze gathers at Zirconia, who distorted her mouth and gave her a strange voice.

"Mr. Zirconia......"

"Hehe, Mother, it's too easy to understand. Ella, be careful!

"Ugh, I don't want to pull..."

"Chi, no! I'm not pulling! Because I didn't pull any Baba!!

"Come on. Jill, you seem to react so plainly, this is a battle."

"You can't let Narson say that. Oh!? Oh, no!

Zirconia turns his face bright red and mixes the cards with his back hand.

Fusu, and his nose also roughly gave Eira a card, and Eira pinches one.

"Oh, you know, Master Zirconia. Please remove the power of your fingers. I can't get my card."

"Oh, oh, I'm sorry. Wait a minute."

That being said, Zirconia is mixing cards in the back hand again.

"I guess it wasn't Baba that Ayla was trying to pull right now, was it?

"Oh, no, that's not true! I mean, Nalson kept his mouth shut!

"Knock it off"

Barletta took a seat as everyone laughed at the exciting zirconia.

"Hehe. Me, you're going to get the hot water ready. The tea is getting wet."

"Barletta, bring a bunch of sweets and snacks too! And get the rest of the cake out of the fridge!

"Yes, you bring a lot"

Kee, nodded at the zirconia that was, and Barletta left the room when she put the cake on the table.

I can hear the wind coming out the window.

The wind has been strong since daytime today and it has been a blizzard since nightfall.

Barletta walks fast to the cooking area down the hallway, where her exhaling breath is cold enough to turn white.

I just tried to bend the corner and I noticed a familiar voice and stopped my leg.

"Havel, don't imitate too casually. You just have to listen to me."

"What now? I don't take your orders. It doesn't matter what I do, my brother can do whatever he wants."

I hear a slight voice arguing about something from just ahead of the corner.

From that voice, it looks like Havel and Arond.

"This last thing, well, I'm sorry. I was drunk and I just said stupid things."

"I guess that's what you mean. I was that one, and I got stomped. I will take no more orders from you."

"Don't say that. You're apologizing. Besides, I think of you as my little brother."

"So you've said earlier which mouth is saying such a thing. Leave us alone now."

Unexpectedly, he leans against the wall and listens.

Apparently, he's talking about one thing during the New Year's Feast.

"No, you can't leave me alone. As I may have said before, you have too narrow a horizon. Just do what I say, like I always do."

"Don't bring it up about your childhood or anything. I do what I want..."

"Hmm, what's up?

Tips, and in the footsteps approaching, Barletta looked around in a hurry.

Nowhere to hide.

At that time, the sound of the door opening properly sounded in the hallway.

"Oh, um..."

"... what the hell. Can't you wait a little longer?"

"also, sorry"

"No, I'm done talking about it. Pick it up."

"Damn... Havel, don't make the wrong person to believe. I'm your brother. I'm on your side."

"Oh, is that right? Marie, let's go inside."

"Yes, sir"

Bhattan, and the door closes, and Arrondo sighs.

Second, he went to the bend to which Havel headed earlier and looked over the hallway.

There was no shadow of anyone there anymore.