𝐅𝐨𝐫 𝐧𝐨𝐰, 𝐢𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬, 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐛𝐞 𝐧𝐨 𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞
Returning to the live-in house, I decided to change into my uniform after placing my luggage in a spacious room on the first floor.
The high-quality fabric used in the garment is elegant and lightweight. The pale green attire is a mark of those who work in the royal castle.
Only the royal family can wear turquoise blue. Those permitted to wear a color even remotely similar are individuals of a certain status working in the castle and the royal relatives.
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Gathering my bouncing hair into a single bundle, I decided to head back to work. It’s a five-minute walk to the dormitory of the Fourth Knight Order.
Walking down a path surrounded by trees that might as well be a forest, the view opens up. Another two-minute walk from there leads to the back entrance.
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Upon reaching the kitchen, I first decided to check the ingredients. Beef, pork, duck, chicken. Plenty of vegetables. Plenty of fish. Plenty of wheat and rice.
I donned my apron and decided to let loose.
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I’ll consider the person I’m cooking for to be a student athlete. There are older people, but no one old enough to cause indigestion. I should just make dishes that would lift the spirits of a high schooler coming home tired from club activities. With this thought, my worries from when I decided to take on this job cleared up.
Making familiar dishes should suffice, and that alone would be B-class gourmet food that commoners eat.
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For dinner, I decided to make fried chicken, fish marinated in vinegar and soy sauce, a vegetable-rich soup, and a salad with turnips, fruits, and prosciutto.
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With the help of my prep assistant, I started frying the chicken to match the dinner time. Since the knights had told me that it’s fine if they do some things themselves, I decided to heap it onto a large plate with a warming function.
The marinated fish and turnip salad were neatly arranged on two large plates with a cooling function and stored in the fridge. As I left the frying to a skilled pot, I prepared the plates and cutlery.
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Around the time the third batch of fried chicken was done, the door opened. Leading the group was a handsome man who gave me goosebumps, just like earlier in the day.
I was unsure how to greet him, so I decided to mix everything up.
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“Good work today, welcome back. Dinner is ready.”
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Somehow, I felt like I had turned into a momly figure.
As expected, the handsome man stared at me in surprise, so I simply looked at the counter table without changing my expression.
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“Please take as much as you like. I will serve rice and soup here, so if it’s not enough, please ask for more.”
“So we serve ourselves onto the plates?”
“If there was another me, I could serve each of you individually. However, I can’t clone myself, so I’ve set it up this way. Would you prefer if I serve each of you, even if it takes time?”
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The handsome man thought for a moment and shook his head lightly.
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“If we’re going to war, a knight who can’t do something as simple as this would be a burden. We’ll serve ourselves.”
“Understood.”
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With unfamiliar hands, the handsome man picked up the fried chicken with tongs.
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“What’s this?”
“It’s fried chicken.”
“Fried chicken.”
“Yes.”
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Could it be that he doesn’t know what fried chicken is?
My parents can’t eat greasy foods, but Thor loves it. Because the sister-obsessed Thor bragged about it, Thor’s friends came to eat the fried chicken I make. They are all growing boys and ate heartily, so I’ve been asked to make it several times since.
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The goosebump-inducing handsome man thought for a moment and took three pieces of fried chicken. Everyone was taking modest amounts, so it looked like there would be leftovers.
Inwardly letting out a quiet sigh, I stared at the mountain of fried chicken. Should I freeze it and eat it bit by bit?
Amidst this, a cute guy with light pink hair of the Johnny’s type grabbed a hearty amount of fried chicken. I inadvertently looked up, and our eyes met.
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“I’ve had something similar before. It’s delicious.”
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While I was hesitating about how to respond, Johnny’s boy band quickly left. Behind him, there were many good-looking guys with friendly smiles also leaving.
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“It smells amazing! I’m looking forward to eating it!”
“Ah. . .welcome back. Please eat a lot.”
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Although I inadvertently said something like that to Thor, the puppy-like handsome guy didn’t seem to mind and smiled brightly.
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“Thank you!”
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Just with that word alone, even if a lot was left over, I felt like today was a good day.
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While I was cleaning up, voices of astonishment from the knights came flying in.
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“T, This is delicious!”
“What is this, it’s tasty!”
“Certainly. . .it’s a bit greasy, but that’s actually a good thing.”
“It would go great with alcohol! It’s a shame we can’t drink here!”
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The goosebump-inducing handsome guy came over with an already empty plate.
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“Um. . .may I have seconds?”
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For the first time since I came here, I smiled broadly.
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“Of course.”
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