The reborn aristocrat is ambitious! "You've got pretty good status, give em to me"

The Viscount Halifax family, the home of his mother Lucia, has been entrusted with one of the cities in Welrod territory for generations, governed by Lucia's father.

My brother Andy works as a Welrod bureaucrat.

Even if Lucia marries Randolph, she will never behave as a relative, but an innocent person who has behaved as she has always behaved standing.

Although the family also lives in the Halifax family mansion in the territorial city, they do not come to Lucia frequently due to political considerations.

But once in a while, sister-in-law and mother of one child gathered together for the reason that they wanted to talk to each other about raising their children.

Lucia and her sister-in-law Karen.

And it's a tea party for four, Isaac and Tiffany.

Tiffany is an honorary student character with three blue hair knitted in the game.

But Tiffany, who is only three years old, is a shortcut close to her tits.

I don't even wear glasses.

Now, there's no shadow as a game character.

She's a cute, year-old girl who smiles when she smiles.

Even with such a pretty girl sitting next to her, for Isaac, this tee time is only painful.

Originally, I wanted to obey my body's desires and dessert.

But confectionery in this world is a mass mixture of sugar.

Essentially, sugar was a sweetener used by the wealthy, and the use of a lot of that sugar was widespread as a deserving treat for the nobility.

So was the cake now arranged on the table in front of me.

Raw cream is originally candied with decorative fruit and even sponge dough is sweet.

Isaac was fed up with sweets that just were sweet, not thinking about the harmony of flavors.

The adults were eating normally, but they don't even seem to fit Tiffany, who isn't used to eating.

I remember Isaac having tasted all sorts of sweets in his previous life.

In the past life, there were many varieties, and there were as many flavors and preferences as there were.

Because of this, I can't help but be unsatisfied with the confectionery in this world.

So Isaac gives up on eating sweets, and usually spices dried meat so that even children can eat it.

I've been eating instead of sweet sweets to strengthen my jaw since childhood.

Sometimes I want a beer.

But my mother Lucia was worried about Isaac like that.

That's natural too.

Which world would there be a toddler who prefers dried meat to confectionery?

I wanted these opportunities to start eating sweet food without liking it or disliking it.

"Hey, Isaac. Maybe he doesn't like sweet things because he's a boy, but don't like it or not."

Lucia cautions with ease.

Isaac is a smart kid.

Just verbal caution will help me understand what I shouldn't have done.

But I can't give Isaac away on this either.

I know it's normal as a nobleman, but I couldn't admit anything I just thought I was licking sugar directly as a treat.

"But, Mother. This is too sweet. I'd prefer something less sweet."

"This is what sweets are all about."

You're in trouble, like that, Lucia put her neck around her cheek.

Long hair with dark red shakes to the side.

I don't know if it's because I'm noble, but all the people Isaac has ever met are beautiful men and women.

Lucia is also like almost the same generation as Isaac's previous life, so I'm stuck in love.

"If you don't like it that much, why don't you make it yourself?

Karen said jokingly as she laughed at Couscous.

He's only three years old.

I really don't expect to do it.

But they weren't normal three-year-olds.

"Yes, I will!

"What?"

It was a joke, but he said he would really take it and make it.

Lucia and Karen were surprised by this.

Isaac, it's hard to make your own sweets.

Lucia stops.

Though smart Isaac, they're still young.

Mixing flour would also be a struggle.

"I don't make it myself. I'll have Alexis make some sweets with modest sugar."

Isaac named Alexis, the mansion's confectioner.

You should let whoever can make it make whatever you want, not really make it yourself.

All you have to do is get the other treats adjusted for the amount of sugar.

You don't have to make it yourself when you want to.

"But craftsmen are proud of their work, so they say no."

"I'll try to convince you there."

Of course, it is not a request (pressure) as a person who has the right to inherit the Marquis family.

A favor from a lovely child.

I don't think I can do it underneath.

"If you say so much, you have no choice but to give up if you say no."

"Ha!"

The reply is good, but Isaac has no intention of keeping his word.

Everyone should want something delicious.

I thought that if people ate sweets that tasted other than sugar once, they would show understanding of what they were saying.

"I'm coming too."

Tiffany doesn't understand the situation.

But I know Isaac's going to do something.

As a friend, I claim to want to have fun with myself.

"Hey...... Can Tiffany join us?

Karen asks Lucia.

This is the Marquis Wellrod family.

No outsider can give permission of his own accord.

The Wellrod people needed to give permission.

Even if it's about children.

"Fine. Anyway, we just need to talk. Isaac, you need to take a good look at Tiffany."

"Yes. Let's go, Tiffany"

Isaac takes Tiffany's hand and walks out with him.

I couldn't be ashamed to take a woman's hand in my previous life, but not in this world.

Isaac decided to live a different way than in his previous life.

This much can be done as the beginning of a different way of life.

Besides, the other guy is a girl, albeit a toddler.

For a long time, it was a woman's life.

Truth is, I'm a little thrilled with my bold actions.

I watched the look of it with a smiling face by a maid who was following me just in case.

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"No, sir."

"Uh."

"Uh."

Isaac and the others regret Alexis' lack of an island to attach.

But there was a part of this that Alexis couldn't even give way to.

"I am a confectioner held by the Marquis. We are asked to make something worthy of everyone in the Marquis. We can't let Isaac eat such things as confectionery."

Nobility is troublesome.

There are various constraints instead of having great power.

"Keeping it decent" was one of them.

You can't let someone know you're eating sweets that have drastically reduced sugar.

- The Marquis Wellrod family is so distressed that they have to reduce the sugar on their sweets.

Because it gets rumored that way.

Because I'm noble, I have to live a life worthy of my family.

Isaac was stunned by the situation that he couldn't eat anything he liked because he was a Marquis.

"Well, then, how about this? Making treats for the onions of the people who work for me at the mansion. We're gonna test that prototype."

"That's not my job. If you're going to feed a servant, it's the job an apprentice should do. And the Marquis shouldn't talk about things that apprentices make."

Alexis doesn't try to feed Isaac, even if he is mean.

This doesn't mean he's mean, but after considering Isaac's position.

"Hmmm...... Then I hope Tiffany eats it, right? Even though apprenticeships make them, they're apprentices who work at the Marquis house. If you feed Tiffany the Viscount, you'll have no problem."

Alexis also looks in trouble and thinks about this.

Sure, I don't have a problem with it, but if it looks like this, I would definitely eat Isaac too.

"... Master Isaac shouldn't eat, should he?

"Yeah, I'm fine!

Good reply.

I hear Isaac is a smart kid.

But he is also only a three-year-old.

Believe it or not, Alexis gets in a lot of trouble.

"Reduce the sugar to 1/3 or 1/4. How about butter cookies that take advantage of the flavour of the ingredients?

Cookies also have a short baking time so they can be made quickly.

If it takes too long, the tea party is over.

"Now, hurry up and let the apprentice make it. Please wait about an hour."

"In the meantime, if you make it, you'll grow up," Alexis assumes making it.

But Isaac shouldn't eat it.

I won't forget to push.

"Yeah, I'm fine."

Good reply, but Isaac had an idea.

(If you had a treat in front of you that looked delicious, if you were a kid, you'd eat it on me)

Being a child.

I was going to make the most of that.

I didn't lie to Alexis.

I was going to keep my promise, but I was going to make an excuse that I couldn't go against my instincts as a child.

Besides, I just wish Alexis didn't know.

If you stop talking to the maids, you shouldn't have a problem eating.

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(Yes, I thought...)

After the cookies were baked up, Alexis was bringing cookies with his apprentice.

Apparently, Isaac's thoughts had been seen through by him.

"As Isaac said, this is a butter cookie that has been greatly reduced. It's usually 100 grams of flour, 200 grams of sugar, reduced to 50 grams of sugar."

"Lots of sugar! Instead of mixing sugar with flour, it's like using flour in a sugar connection!

(I always thought it was too sweet for reason)

Fight to a ratio that can be called almost sugar confectionery.

"Yummy."

Tiffany is cheeky with freshly baked cookies, approximating Isaac, who is surprised.

Isaac wasn't the only one who didn't fit too sweet a treat.

Tiffany didn't seem to fit too sweet a treat either.

She was obsessed with sweet treats of moderate sweetness, like a child.

From the cookies served on the plates, they smell delicious.

"Isaac, come with me."

Tiffany takes the cookies and offers them to Isaac.

Though young, she seems like a good girl to be given to people.

"Dear Isaac"

Isaac takes the cookies, but Alexis calls them names.

Include the meaning "no eating".

But Isaac ignores it and eats cookies.

(Yummy! Moderately sweet for the flavor of butter. It is fragrant and baked and has a good texture. I knew it would be as sweet as this)

Unexpectedly loose cheeks.

Again, it's no match for a real treat.

The fact that you've been eating dried meat makes you look silly.

Alexis yells at me when I reach for another one, I think.

"Dear Isaac! I told you not to eat!... excuse me. Ma'am.

In front of Lucia, I shouted out loud all the while.

I apologize for that, but I'm staring at Isaac.

"I can't bear to put something really good in front of me."

Isaac held one cookie and walked away in front of Alexis.

And I gave you that cookie.

"Some people are eating dried meat, but no one's eating salted meat, right?

"Because it's salty"

Isaac nods satisfactorily at Alexis' answer.

"Well, what about sweets? Too much sugar for sweets right now, huh?

Isaac stares at the cookies.

"Now too sweet a treat is still offered as a treat for the nobles. But when someone realizes that this is too sweet, the time will come for treats to be recognized as relics of the fashionable past."

Isaac stares into Alexis' eyes.

"Alexis, this is a branch."

"Branch point?

Suddenly, I have a strange look at what I'm going to say.

"Do you want to end up buried in history as such an old-fashioned confectioner by simply creating something with a lot of sugar in it? Or do you make a name for yourself in history as a pioneer in modern confectionery making, restoring the original appearance of something called confectionery? Which is better?

There is no one but Tiffany for this word.

Because it's not what a three-year-old says.

- This is no big deal.

Alexis, who feels that way, receives cookies from Isaac.

And I took a bite.

"...... badass"

(Is that it? Didn't it suit someone who could have been sweet after all...)

I thought Alexis would tell me it was delicious too.

Isaac is a little confused by a different reaction than he thought.

"Poor practice. It's making it too hard because of that. A more fluffy texture would be better suited to this gentle taste. I could..., make it better"

Alexis is going to regret it.

It does taste better with the aroma of flour and the flavor of butter.

It was common sense to use sugar like an idiot, so I did the same thing myself.

Because of this, I didn't think about the basic "harmony of ingredients' flavours".

I regret that I didn't realize it until my three-year-old told me.

"But... this is not what the Marquis deserves"

But public common sense is different.

Treats made with large quantities of sugar are basic.

Doesn't suit a nobleman who cares about decency.

"That's not true. When it comes to" a new generation of treats that take advantage of the flavors of ingredients, "other people should eat them. I'm sure you'll accept it without discomfort."

Everything is the way to say it.

In "Sugar Reduced Treats," some recipients would consider it a poor treat.

But when I say "a new generation of treats," I get asked if that's what it is.

Don't be halfway there.

All you have to do is say it out loud.

"Is that what it is?

"That's what it is. Look, look at Tiffany."

Even as Isaac and the others talked, she kept eating.

I don't even look at cakes prepared for tea parties.

I'm obsessed with good sweetness cookies.

"I'm eating someone who thinks it's delicious. Kids are honest."

- Is that what you say?

That's what the adults around them thought.

Because even though you're an adult, at least it's not what kids say.

"Why don't you eat your mother, too? It tastes better than sweets that only taste like sugar."

"Oh, yeah. Let's try one."

Lucia eats cookies too, surprised by my child's words.

After eating the sweet cake, I give it a slightly missing look, but it doesn't seem to work.

Isaac also thinks a little while eating cookies.

(Yes, this is a branch. But it's not Alexis's. Mine)

- Hey, smart kid.

I thought I'd keep that assessment going, but I stopped doing that.

Nathan leads more than one step in the successor fight.

As irrelevant as the power of my mother's house is, I have to prove my power little by little.

As a statement of his determination, this time he gave a confection.

All of a sudden, I can't say anything about territorial management.

I know it's a small thing, but I'm going to build up some ratings inside the Marquis.

Kirinko Route places a heavy burden on Isaac.

Besides, it's a risky life, if you fail somewhere, you'll be disappointed that you were "after all, just a little smart kid".

But he chose a different way of life than he did in his previous life.

I don't want to regret saying, "If I'd done that then," etc.

I was going to do what I could.

(But it's a small scale to say it out to sweets. No, he's a three-year-old and this is it)

At least, I made Tiffany smile and from now on, I can have some delicious treats.

Now even a small success. No, Isaac seemed satisfied.