The Demon God Appears
A new day dawned, marking the start of a new year.
As usual, I got up and headed to the kitchen.
On the way, I peeked into the party room and was hit by the overwhelming scent of alcohol. Looking closer, I saw people sprawled all over the place—no, they were completely passed out.
"Sigh… Just how much did they drink?"
Placing my hands on my hips, I let out a sigh.
"Good morning, Young lady. I look forward to serving you again this year."
Nancy greeted me.
"Oh, Nancy! Good morning. I look forward to your guidance again this year."
"Hehe, of course. Now then… we need to do something about this mess first."
Nancy’s smile disappeared, and she adopted a serious expression.
Oh no. This is bad.
Nancy has entered her demon god mode…
I glanced over at the people sleeping on the floor.
Father, Uncle Gilbert, Gray, Mr. Mr. Abe, Arthur, Ben, El, Usa, Dai, Matsu, Asshim, Hiro, Kira, Mike…
Ah, this is hopeless. No one can win against this.
Hmm? Mr. Mr. Abe, Arthur, Ben? That means only Anny is in the kitchen?
This is bad. If breakfast is delayed, Mother and Grandmother will enter demon god mode too… Three demon gods at once would be a complete disaster.
"U-uh, Nancy? I'm going to the kitchen to help Anny."
Leaving those words behind, I hurried to the kitchen.
Good luck, Father and the others!
But honestly, you brought this upon yourselves—just give up!
Tap, tap, tap… Click.
"Good morning, Anny."
"Good morning, Little Joan. I'm so glad you're here—I was wondering what to do on my own."
"Right? Mr. Abe, Arthur, and Ben were all in the party room."
"Huh? The party room? Why?"
"They passed out drunk."
"Ahh, I knew it. I had a bad feeling when I left last night. I should probably go wake them up, right?"
"Oh, no need. Someone will handle that."
"Who?"
"Uh… Nancy."
"Ah… That means she's angry, right?"
"Yeah… Pretty mad. Anyway, if we don’t get breakfast ready, Mother and the others will get angry too."
"Y-you're right. Let's hurry. Do you think we can manage with just the two of us? We still have some leftover bread from yesterday."
"Let's go with a one-plate breakfast: French toast, salad, and eggs. But… hmm, this might be tough. Let's call for reinforcements!"
Click.
Deep breath—
"SAAARAAAH!!"
Swish!
"Yes, Young lady Joan? Did you call for me?"
Wait, where did she come from!?
She moved so fast, it’s like she’s a ninja or something. This mansion is huge, yet she got here instantly…
"Sorry for calling you while you're busy, but could you help us prepare breakfast?"
"Ah, let me guess… Mr. Abe and the others are in the party room?"
"Yeah. In their current state, they’re useless."
"I figured. I'll help out."
"Thanks! Now then—"
"Why are you yelling so early in the morning?"
It was Brother Aran.
"Oh! Good morning, Brother Aran. I look forward to this year as well."
"Yeah, same to you. So, what’s going on?"
"Breakfast preparations got delayed…"
"Let me guess, because of the mess in the party room?"
"You saw it? With three chefs in there, it’s just Anny and me in the kitchen, so I called for Sarah."
"I’ll help too."
"Huh? Weren’t you headed somewhere?"
"No, I just got back from morning training. Let me change real quick."
With that, Brother Aran went off to the guest rooms.
"Alright! We have enough hands now. Let's do this!"
""Yeah!!""
As the three of us started preparing breakfast…
Click.
"Joan, we’re here."
It was Brother Gene. Behind him were Brother Noel, Brother Aran (now changed), and a sleepy-eyed Vee.
"""Huh!?"""
"Wait, are you all here to help?"
"Yeah, they looked bored, so I brought them along." Brother Aran said.
"Well, I was just reading, so I don’t mind…" Brother Noel said, eyeing Brother Gene and Vince.
"We got woken up. Right, Vince?"
"Yeah." Vince nodded at Brother Gene words.
"Haha, thanks, everyone! Okay, Brother Gene and Vee, you two handle the salad. Brother Aran, you take the pancakes. Brother Noel, you plate the omelets."
""""Got it!""""
Thanks to everyone’s efforts, we managed to get breakfast ready on time.
––– During Morning Tea Time –––
During breakfast, the topic of Father and Uncle Gilbert, who were absent, came up.
"Are Father and the others okay?"
"They're hungover. It’s embarrassing, considering my in-laws are here. I sincerely apologize."
Mother said, bowing to Grandfather and Grandmother.
"Oh, Margaret, there's no need for you to apologize. Just leave them be.”
Grandmother said, clearly displeased after hearing about the morning’s events.
"Really, not just my brother, but Gilbert too—they went overboard.”
Aunt Juliette added, also looking annoyed.
"Father and the others were making Aran Bro mix cocktails after Joan went to bed.”
Brother Gene revealed.
"Huh? Really? Was that after I went to sleep? Up until then, I saw them drinking ale and wine.”
Vee said.
Ah, so they were mixing different types of alcohol…
No wonder they got completely wasted, passed out on the floor, and are now suffering from hangovers.
Even in another world, people overdo it at New Year's parties…
If they drank my skill-infused water, they’d be cured instantly, but… seeing Grandmother and the others like this, maybe I shouldn’t give it to them.
If they realize it works, they’ll just repeat the same mistake again.
Oh well, this is their own fault.
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