The Skills of Appraisal, Synthesis, and Fusion Are the Goddess’s Gift
“Oh~ oh! I am overjoyed. Truly, I am! I shall assist in any way I can. Young Master Kaito, to think the meals will become delicious, nothing could make me happier. It is simply too wonderful.”
Huh?
Isn’t that getting in the way of your pride as a chef?
Hey, Gordon-san, don’t cry!
Papa, lifting me up high is fine, but don’t throw me!
Mama, don’t just stand there smiling—stop Papa!
Ugh! This is bad……………………… I puked!
Gulp.
Papa. That’s my puke.
Waaahhh~ sorry!
“Ugh! It is my own child’s, I can endure it.” Urp.
“Forgive me, but I must step out to pick some flowers.”
Gently setting me down in the chair, Papa disappeared beyond the door, walking a little faster than usual. No, not a little. Definitely in a hurry.
“Kai-kun.” Mama’s gentle voice.
Mama smiled softly. She was very beautiful. She’d always been pretty, you know. And that look, full of compassion? Tender, loving eyes as she gazed at me. I gazed right back.
Mama and I are totally in love with each other, huh.
“Kai-kun, Mama is looking forward to the cooking.”
Huh? That’s what you’re focusing on?
Don’t look at me with such sparkly eyes!
And the rest of you, don’t clasp your hands to your chests and stare at me with glittering eyes either!
“Ahem.” Papa returned, changed into fresh clothes.
His complexion looked a little pale?
“Now then, Kaito. What is this present from the Goddess?”
“Umm… Appraisal.”
“What did you say? Appraisal? Only one person is born with that once every hundred years!”
“Woooah!”
“And then…”
“There’s more?”
“Yeah. Synthesis.”
“Synthesis? What is that?”
“Master, perhaps he means compounding.”
“I see. Compounding.”
“And then… Fusion.”
“What?! That is far too early.”
Papa, that’s not that kind of fusion!
“Hm? What do you mean, too early?”
I played dumb. What are you even saying, you dirty old man?
“No, it’s nothing. Ahem.”
Why are you straightening your posture right now, Papa?
“Appraisal, Synthesis, Fusion. Three.”
I spread one hand open, then pressed down my thumb and pinky with the other hand and held up three fingers.
“This is bad.”
Huh? Why is it bad?
“Sebas.”
“Yes, Master.”
Ohhh, Sebas. Total butler mode.
“As for what Kaito has said, we do not yet know if it is true. Until it is verified, this matter does not leave this room. If it proves to be real… it may be troublesome.”
“None of you are to speak of this. It does not leave this room.”
““““““Understood, Master.””””””
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“Master, while Young Master Kaito’s words may carry some plausibility, it could also have been nothing more than a dream. Moreover, he is but three years old. It may be best to observe the situation for a while.”
“Indeed.”
“Rumors grow tails and fins… truths become distorted as they spread. We must also be wary of having the ground pulled from beneath our feet.”
“Mmm.”
“This Sebas apologizes if I have spoken out of turn.”
“No, I understand what you mean, Sebas. I think the same. Let us watch and see.”
A warning from the ever-reliable Sebas. He had served the Marsh family since my father’s time, and even generations before that.
What he said was only reasonable.
I would end up looking at my child with biased eyes.
A doting father.
But as the Margrave of Marsh, there were times when I had to be stern.
Kaito… I look forward to seeing how you grow!
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