The Abandoned Saint Became the Snack Attendant for the Childish Demon King – Chapter 10

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟏𝟎: 𝐒𝐧𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐃𝐞𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐃𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐧 𝐊𝐢𝐧𝐠’𝐬 𝐂𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐥𝐞

“Insect bread? Are there insects in it?”


𝐌𝐮𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩𝐚𝐧 (蒸しパン) = 𝐒𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐝 𝐁𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝 

𝐌𝐮𝐬𝐡𝐢 𝐩𝐚𝐧 (虫パン) = 𝐈𝐧𝐬𝐞𝐜𝐭 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝

“It’s a steamed bread. Please try it, it’s delicious.”

Since there was a steamer in the kitchen, there should be a cooking method called steaming in the Demon Realm.

“For now, give me one.”

Demon King-sama declares so and grabs the steamed bread. He brings it to his mouth and chews silently. After finishing it, he doesn’t say anything and takes another one.

Looking at it this way, he looks like a child eating snacks.

Perhaps it’s because I haven’t seen his side as a Demon King, but now I no longer feel any fear.

Come to think of it, the two in the kitchen didn’t seem scared either. . .Maybe they were considerate of me. It’s embarrassing to think that I worried they might be harassing me. If there’s a chance to meet them again, I should express my gratitude.

While I reflect on my own, Demon King-sama takes the third one.

“It’s delicious. . .steamed bread. I’ll remember it.”

Muttering to himself, Demon King-sama reaches for the fourth one. I was a little worried, but I’m relieved that he liked it enough to remember the name.

However, he doesn’t bring the fourth one to his mouth. He stares at it intently. Then, he suddenly raises his head. He calls Tyran-san’s name and beckons him.

“Tyran, you should eat too.”

“No, I’ve had enough in the past.”

“Just eat it.” 

Tyran-san has a reluctant expression. Nevertheless, Demon King-sama presses it against his face without hesitation. He keeps saying it’s delicious and doesn’t show any signs of letting go. On the contrary, he is even trying to forcefully stuff it into Tyran-san’s mouth.

Finally, Tyran-san gives in to his enthusiasm and accepts it. He sighs and then takes a big bite.

“. . .It’s delicious.”

“I knew it, I knew it. Look, there’s one more. Eat it without hesitation.”

Demon King-sama is overjoyed by the small comment. He happily pushes the plate towards Tyran-san. It seems that Demon King-sama is the type who wants to share delicious things.

“Why does the Demon King act so high and mighty?”

“Because I ordered her to make it, it’s only natural.”

His proud posture is also adorable. This is the Demon King. It’s a bit anticlimactic to think that he was recognized as an enemy of humanity until recently.

But it’s a joy to see someone enjoy what I made.

“The one who made it is that woman over there. Hey, Daili. Keep making sweets from tomorrow onwards. Whether it’s children’s snacks or anything that makes the Demon King happy.”

“I don’t mind, but. . .Daili is. . .”

“You’re the substitute for Granny, so Daili is enough.”

My assertion that I have the name Maylene was interrupted.

“If you want me to know your name, then show results. But even if you do, you, who don’t have exceptional talent like me or Granny, can only handle snacks.” 

“What! I came here as Wizard-san’s support!”

“My support? Don’t make me laugh. If it were Granny, maybe, but all you, an Apprentice Saint, can do is low-level enchantments, right? That’s not useful at all. You’re just a living being response role to cover for Granny’s absence. You just need to stay out of the way.”

𝐓𝐋: 𝐍𝐨𝐭 𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐢𝐟 “𝐆𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐲” 𝐢𝐬 𝐫𝐞𝐟𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 “𝐎𝐥𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐞𝐫,” 𝐰𝐡𝐨𝐦 𝐌𝐚𝐲𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐞𝐝, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 “𝐃𝐚𝐢𝐥𝐢” 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐚𝐥𝐬𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐬 “𝐃𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐲.” 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐰𝐞’𝐥𝐥 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐤 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐃𝐚𝐢𝐥𝐢.

I feel irritated by his dismissive attitude. But in reality, the only thing I can do is low-level enchantment magic. I don’t know about him, but he must be a capable Wizard to be supported by the great former Great Saint. From his perspective, I might just be a hindrance.

Still, I have to stay in the Demon Realm as a living being response role.

Did Olivier-sama originally send me to the Demon Realm for that purpose? What exactly does a living being response role do? I can’t ask because I’ll probably be ridiculed again.

Still, if I can at least have the role of making sweets instead of being a mere statue, I choose the former. I don’t want to waste two years doing nothing.

After all, it’s a role entrusted to me by Olivier-sama. I want to be somewhat useful.

And someday, while eating the steamed buns that Demon King-sama forced on him, I will make that man, who leaves while calling me by silly name, call me by my name!

As I clench my fist and look up at the ceiling, a request comes flying from the throne, “I want to eat this again tomorrow.”

And thus, I became the snack provider of the Demon King’s castle. 

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