Tensei saki de suterareta no de, mofumofu tachi to oryouri shimasu ~okazari ouhi wa my pace ni saikyou desu~

A fruitful potted plant of bright red strawberries brought in by Lucian.

His Majesty Glenn Reed of the Throne was calm when he saw strawberries similar in shape to the poisonous plant "Monster's Gem".

"I found out that the plant is not a 'monster jewel'. But why did you bring such a mysterious plant before me?

"It's because it's confusing. I currently grow many of these plants in isolation."

"... I see. Are you afraid of misunderstanding and slander?"

Your pale blue eyes were pointing toward the strawberry.

It looks like you understand our situation.

I appreciate the speed with which we talked.

The servants know that I grow strawberries.

But what if someone else, like the queen, finds out about me?

Misunderstood that the Queen was growing monster jewels in the Separated Palace, and there was a possibility that she would get a bad rumor.

In the old world, there were stories that the police would have come if they had grown marijuana-like plants in a vegetable garden.

Speaking of decorations, I don't think it's too cautious to be in the position of queen.

Looking back, the theft disturbance of the chiffon cake was due in part to my carelessness when I left the house.

I should have told His Majesty, the head of the country, about strawberries that tend to be misunderstood.

"This plant, I call it strawberry. The real shape resembles the monster's jewel, but it is not toxic to us. It's sweet and delicious to eat, so I grew it in the open house and studied it as a food ingredient."

"... is that why you've been floating strangely lately?"

"Your Majesty, did you say anything?

His Majesty, who muttered with the sleigh, rebuilt his long legs to deceive him.

"No, it's nothing. Is there anything else you want to tell me or ask me?

"If you don't mind, Your Majesty, can I have tea with you from now on?

"Tea?

"Yes, I have something to offer as a tea treat."

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A room with a dining table that separates several small rooms from each other.

The walls of that room, which is also the reception room, are decorated with a tapestry bearing the Royal Wolfwalt crest.

Being watched by a wolf woven with silver thread, he reaches his seat facing His Majesty.

With the cue that the tea was brought in, Gilbert stops behind me and removes the cover of the bowl that he dedicates.

"Your Majesty, excuse me. It is in a new confectionery made with strawberries raised in a separate house by Mr. Reticcia."

Strawberries, strawberry jams in glass bottles, slightly red strawberry chiffons and shortcakes decorated with cream were arranged for easy eating.

His Majesty's eyes narrowed as if he were strawberries shining brightly red on the cake.

If you look up close, the shape still resembles a monster's jewel.

"Yeah. But it's never poisoned."

I smiled to reassure her and gently grabbed a large strawberry grain.

While being careful not to scatter the juice, swallow it gently into your mouth.

"That's right, there's nothing wrong with eating."

Prove yourself not poisonous while enjoying the sweet and sour taste.

It should be easier to communicate than explaining the difference between "monster jewelry" and "monster jewelry" in words.

"This jam is made from strawberries, and the chiffon cake dough is mixed with crushed strawberries. Jam is long-lasting, so please enjoy it if you like."

"Ah, let me do that. Can I eat the cake here now?

"... yes. I'd be honored if His Majesty would join us."

Honestly, nodding is an unexpected development.

Originally, I would have eaten strawberries in front of His Majesty today and appealed to him that there was no poison.

The chiffon cake I gave you earlier has only a very formal impression.

So I knew you didn't have a good impression of chiffon cake or me.

The strawberry chiffon cake I served today was a bit surprising because I expected His Majesty's Servants to eat it later just because I could express formal thanks on this occasion.

Your Majesty holds a silver fork and carries a large sliced chiffon cake to his mouth.

Would it taste good? Would you like the taste?

I watched His Majesty's meal whilst my heart fluttered.

It's been more than a month since I became a couple, but I've never been in a dining room before.

I felt relieved to see His Majesty eating a cake in front of me.

His Majesty Glenn Reed is the beauty of ice and rarely looks at the color of his emotions.

I was able to realize that His Majesty, like an ice sculpture, was the same person who ate and drank with me.

The fact is strange and I will try to make a joke out of it.

"I'm relieved. Your Majesty is still human."

"... uhh"

His Majesty suddenly drove him into it.

Did the pieces of cake stick to the back of your throat?

"Your Majesty, are you all right? Would you like some tea?

"...... nh, what are you suddenly saying? Isn't it obvious that I am human? You thought I was a wolf or something?

"No, that's not true. However, your majesty is always brilliant, so it's fresh to eat just like everyone else....."

"... is that what you mean?"

It's confusing.

His Majesty Glenn Reed murmured in a hurry.

"I'm sorry, Your Majesty. It was a hard joke to understand."

"... well... good. I forgive this strawberry chiffon."

"Did you like it?

"Ah, it was delicious."

I felt that His Majesty's eyes were slightly relaxed.

Usually cold blue eyes light up a slight warmth like a sunny winter cloud.

It was a minor change that I would have missed if I hadn't been careful.

His Majesty's smile for the first time was very impressive.