𝐈𝐭 𝐢𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐚𝐭 𝐨𝐧𝐜𝐞
It’s been two weeks since I started this job, and I’m starting to get used to the work here.
Every morning, a large amount of bread is delivered, so I no longer have to cook rice. I’m also starting to understand the knights’ preferences—foods that are rich in flavor, moderately greasy, and filling.
Noble meals are delicious, but they’re served in small portions and have to be eaten with manners. Compared to that, meals here are hearty and can be enjoyed while laughing with comrades. When I served hamburgers that could be eaten with hands, they were well-received for being fresh and tasty.
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That calm, handsome guy always comes late to dinner. However, for breakfast, he arrives very early and returns for a second round after the knights have finished eating.
It’s the first time I’ve seen someone who works so hard without showing signs of fatigue. I wonder where he vents his weaknesses. I’d like to ask him how he keeps improving himself.
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After finishing the dinner preparations and while pondering the menu for tomorrow as I look at the ingredients, I suddenly realized something.
This, this is. . .! I can make that!
Feeling excited, I stood up and saw that handsome guy with chills walk into the dining hall. A group of knights followed him. I wonder if there’s a rule that he has to enter the room first.
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“Welcome back!”
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My enthusiastic greeting seemed unusual, drawing everyone’s attention. Although my face flushed, I tried to maintain a neutral expression.
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“Thank you for your hard work. Dinner is ready. Could I have just a few seconds of your time after the meal?”
“What for?”
“Whenever you have time is fine.”
“Can’t you tell me now?”
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Eh, with all these people following him? Despite being tired from training and their stomachs growling, they want to hear it now?
I was confused, but given that he asked, I had no choice but to comply. I need to quickly feed the knights.
I took out a pen and paper and asked.
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“Spicy, medium, or mild, what’s your preference?”
“Huh?”
“I’m talking about curry.”
“Curry. . .”
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Could it be, he doesn’t know what curry is? I stared at him in disbelief.
I remembered my friends and Thor’s companions didn’t know about it either. But there are plenty of spices suitable for curry on the shelf, so maybe it’s just because they are nobles.
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“. . .Medium, maybe. . .?”
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Even if you say that without much confidence. . .
I tried to take a memo for now, and I realized it’s terribly disrespectful. I want to take notes along with the name, but I don’t know the name.
Because, I can’t ask for the name from a lower-ranking noble. But I can’t write down a nickname like “Goosebumps” either.
For now, I’ll just keep a memo of the hardship. . .
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When that chill-inducing handsome guy, who seemed to have seen through everything, glanced at my notes, he chuckled. His golden hair swayed gently, and his blue eyes rippled like small waves.
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“You can write my name down. I won’t punish you for being disrespectful.”
“Thank you.”
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But I don’t know your name.
The handsome man, now known as Arthur, put his hand to his chest gracefully as he seemed to wonder why I wasn’t moving.
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“Forgive me for the delay in introducing myself. I am Arthur Dahlia.”
“I am Alice Norchev. My apologies for not knowing your name, sir.”
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“Wait, seriously, you didn’t know?”
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I ignored the voice coming from somewhere.
As I handed the tray to Arthur, he gracefully smiled and added a dash of cuteness with a wink.
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“Please, take this opportunity to share your names and preferences with the lady. It’s a valuable chance for her to get to know you. Everyone will eagerly introduce themselves.”
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The next one to arrive is the handsome guy who always comes into the dining hall right after Arthur.
He’s tall enough to be a basketball player, and his black hair suits him well. Even when the dining hall gets lively, you rarely see him talking much. He seems to have a reticent nature.
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“Edgardo Valka. . .I prefer medium-spicy.”
“My name is Alice Norchev. Pleased to meet you, Valka-sama.”
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Next up is a good-looking guy with a flirty atmosphere. His vibrant, wavy red hair is tied back in a single bundle, giving him an effortlessly radiant presence.
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“Rolf Ouldra. Thanks for the always delicious meals. I like it super-spicy.”
“My name is Alice Norchev. Thank you, I always appreciate it.”
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Behind Rolf, a head of faint pink hair pops up. He’s the boyish one who, from the beginning, took the initiative to eat a lot and complimented the food as delicious.
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“Rene Kukura! We’re both Viscounts, nice to meet you! I like it sweet.”
“My name is Alice Norchev. Pleased to meet you.”
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Wait, is this for nine people? I’m about to forget the names. I don’t think the knights want to hear my name nine times either.
However, this is my first formal introduction since I started working here. Introductions are important, even though it’s been two weeks since I started working.
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After repeating my awkward smile and somewhat clumsy bow nine times, I successfully learned the names and preferences of the knights.
When the oldest knight (probably in his late 20s), with a buff and stern face, mumbled “sweet,” I thought that maybe things would go better than expected.
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