Person You Don’t Want to Upset
Heading to the dining room for breakfast, I couldn’t help but wonder: was it okay to leave in the middle of meal prep?
Breakfast was served.
"Whoa, what’s this? It’s amazing~!!"
Brother Gene seemed to really enjoy the French toast.
"The usual soup feels so bland now."
Father was focused on the soup.
"The salad is colorful and delicious!"
Mother was happily savoring the salad.
"This omelet has cheese in it. It’s so good! Oh~ Jo, how I wish I could take you to the dormitory with me."
Brother Noel, that’s simply not possible.
It was a relief to see that everyone enjoyed the meal. I’ll have to thank the kitchen staff later.
"Brother Noel, Brother Gene, here are the cookies and dried fruits I promised. Oh, and some for Nathan too."
From my storage, I handed them their requested items.
Gray and Nancy’s eldest son, Nathan, was the same age as Brother Noel and was heading to the capital with them.
"Thank you! Ahh~ I don’t want to part with you, Jo. Can’t you come with us? Please?"
As he spoke, Brother Noel hugged me.
This is *too sweet!* It’s sugar overload!
I can tolerate hugs, but the occasional forehead kisses are crossing a line. That’s something he should save for his girlfriend.
"Thanks, Jo. I’ll treasure these. When I’m back, you’ll cook something tasty again, right?"
Brother Gene, if you’re going to give Brother Noel a knowing look, please help me out~
"Yes, I’ll practice some new recipes."
"Thanks, Jo. You even prepared my share.”
“You also do your best, Nathan.”
Nathan patted my head with a kind smile.
"Noel, enough of this. You’re going to be late."
At Mother’s words, Brother Noel reluctantly let go of me.
"””We are off.”””
With that, they stepped through the door.
This wasn’t an ordinary door. It connected directly to our residence in the capital. Normally, it would take three days by carriage to reach the capital, but Mother—once the deputy commander of the Magician Division—had declared carriages too bothersome and created this marvelous invention with a simple remark.
It reminded me of that pink door from a certain futuristic blue robot’s collection, though ours wasn’t pink; it was burgundy.
Thanks to that door, my brothers were able to return home every weekend.
While it wasn’t impossible to commute to the academy from home, the rule was that students without jobs had to experience dorm life to "learn things beyond academics."
With Father and Mother busy in their offices, I made my way to the dining hall. I had promised Nancy I’d be there.
Tap, tap, tap... bang!
"Good morning!"
"Young lady, please open doors quietly."
Nancy smiled as she said this, though her eyes were anything but cheerful.
"O-okay. Sorry about that."
"Ahaha, good morning, Jo. What’s up?"
"Oh, good morning, Zack. I brought some cookies and dried fruits we made yesterday. I wanted to share them with everyone."
From my storage, I pulled out the cookies and dried fruits.
"Yay! I’ve been wanting to try these. Father had some, but we didn’t get any."
"Zack, thank the young lady first."
"Oh, sorry! Thank you, Joan."
"Ehehe. You're welcome. Make sure everyone gets some."
The other servants also expressed their gratitude. That alone made all the effort worth it.
Ah, the maids were hoarding the dried fruits first. They must already know how effective they are.
Even Nancy was focusing on the grapes and nababas.
I’ll slip her some extra mixed dried fruits later as a subtle bribe. Nancy is someone you definitely don’t want to upset.
Oh, I need to talk about soft bread too. Natural yeast is a hassle, but for delicious meals, it’s worth it.
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