Limited Time, Kitchen Maid of the Fourth Knight Order ~I Got a Job Because I Don’t Want to Get Married~ – Chapter 154

𝐔𝐧𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭

I think the perception of time until the award ceremony varies from person to person.

Though HIS Majesty and Roa-sama may be very busy, for me, whose duty is not to leave the room, it is very boring.

The maid thoughtfully brings me books and updates me on the movements of the nobility, but that doesn’t fill up the whole day. I can’t even cook in this situation.

The book was interesting, but the books in this world have a musical feel, with characters bursting into song suddenly, making them difficult to decipher.

“I’ll wait for you at the west window~.” “It can’t be!” “This is my feeling~!” “Oh~!”

Written like that, I don’t understand it at all. As I continue reading without understanding the characters’ feelings, they sometimes get together or mourn a separation.

I like reading, but it’s tiring to have to ask the maid to interpret as I read.

The maid served warm tea and chocolate at just the right moment, so I decided to take a break.

“Love books are basically based on opera. The songs from the opera are written directly, so it’s hard to read at first.”

“I see. I haven’t read a romance book before, but thinking of it as opera seems to make it easier to read.”

“Perhaps it would be easier to understand if you read from an opera book that Alice-sama has seen. I will bring it to you.”

“Please do. By the way, what does ‘west window’ mean?”

The maid, with her hair neatly tied back, blushed slightly as if to say, “I am a capable woman!”

“. . .In the past, lovers would meet secretly in the west room of the castle.”

“Is that so.”

The maid had a face as if recalling a distant day, a face holding onto precious memories, sad as if she might start crying.

That expression vanished in a moment, and she returned to her usual cool and beautiful self.

. . .I wanted to ask what kind of room it was, but somehow, I decided not to ask.

The maid, now with a stern face, spoke to another maid in the corner of the room to bring the opera book I had seen.

I placed my cup down and asked the maid.

“Do I not need to see Maurice? How are Dyson and Maurice doing now?”

“Regarding that, His Majesty has given instructions. It is better that Alice-sama does not meet him.”

“So, Maurice has spilled all the information?”

“I do not know the details, but there is nothing that should trouble Alice-sama. Maurice Maigret has been using people for experiments to create poison, it seems.”

“. . .That is. . .”

“Meeting Alice-sama would be the greatest reward for Maurice Maigret. Not letting him see you and giving him no information is the best punishment for him now.”

“. . .I understand. I just thought meeting him might lead to some progress, but if it’s better not to, then I won’t.”

. . .I had tried not to think about it, but the fact that he made an effective poison means he obviously did experiments.

Everyone was worried about me talking to Maurice Maigret, and I’m very thankful for their concern.

But even if I had known this fact before meeting Maurice Maigret, I would have made the same choice.

. . .I have chosen paths that I won’t regret. As a result, it has led to a good future. My choices might be trivial, but even so.

“. . .Today, we are tailoring the dress from the afternoon, right?”

“Yes. It is always exciting to have new clothes made.”

The maid said that, looking at my face, but I didn’t correct her.

It’s still exciting to make new clothes. Even if this dress is for the award ceremony. Even if I have to walk in front of many eyes.

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“. . .I will take my leave for today.”

“Understood. Goodnight.”

The the maid, who had been massaging the worn-out me from the dressmaking, gracefully bows and leaves.

“Phew, I’m tired. . ..”

The formal attire for the award ceremony is traditionally decided. It’s not something worn often, so it’s not unusual for a household to own just one.

The ceremonial dress is adorned with tradition down to the last detail, unaffected by fashion trends.

However, I am the one to be commended at the ceremony. I must wear this specially made ceremonial dress and be exposed to the gaze of many.

I will don a blue that only the royal family is permitted to wear. It’s not quite royal blue, but a beautiful sky blue close to it.

I opt for a bodysuit, so there is no skin exposure, save for a slightly open chest area to accentuate the jewelry.

When I heard from the queen, who seems to favor me, that I could borrow a national treasure-level necklace from the royal family’s collection, my mind went blank.

If it breaks, if it’s lost, if it gets scratched. . . my neck, or even my family’s, would not suffice.

I tried desperately to decline, but was told it was a final decision and could not be overturned.

. . .I wish to fall ill. . .

No matter how much I wish, my body is healthy. The fluffy bed feels nice. No fever, no cough.

“I should sleep now. . ..”

Tomorrow, I’ll practice walking in the bodysuit and making it seem like I’m not nervous.

As I doze off, I bury my face in the soft pillow.

. . .I’ve gotten quite used to sleeping enveloped in royal blue. . .

“. . .Ojou-sama. Ojou-sama, please wake up.”

“Uh. . .. Udon, what. . .? Are we making udon. . .?”

“Ojou-sama, it’s an emergency.”

The futon is suddenly stripped away, and I manage to open my eyes.

In the quiet silence of the night, the sound of the futon being stripped resonates well. The warm coziness is taken away, and I finally realize the emergency.

This is the royal castle. Such things have never happened in the Norchev household.

“Ojou-sama, we must leave immediately. Please put this on.”

“Chris. . .!”

Chris, the beautiful boy in drag I had parted ways with at the noble school, stands before me dressed as a maid of the royal castle.

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