𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟒𝟔: 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐞𝐨𝐩𝐥𝐞 𝐮𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐭 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐥𝐬𝐨 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐠
“Look, everyone, it’s snack time.”
As I raise the snacks, the three Cerberus gather around my feet.
I’m used to feeding these little ones.
They eagerly gaze at the plate with snacks, their eyes sparkling.
But they don’t jump or spin around me.
They sit up straight, waiting for the go-ahead while stretching their backs.
“Alright, go ahead.”
“Woof!”
With those words, they immediately dive into the snacks.
They are energetic as always. I hold the container with their refills and watch with a heartwarming feeling.
Both Cerberus and I are the same as always. Nothing has changed.
But I feel a piercing gaze on my back.
And it’s not just one gaze. It’s multiple gazes.
Are Demon King-sama and Tyran-san also wanting more? I think so and turn around.
However, standing behind me are not Demon King-sama or Tyran-san, but the servants who used to take care of Cerberus.
Moreover, for some reason, when our eyes meet, they quickly avert their gaze. If I turn towards Cerberus, they stare at me intently.
This strange behavior repeats several times.
The peculiarity is such that even Cerberus, who has been slightly relieved of hunger, stops eating.
It may be something guilty, but I couldn’t ignore it. It bothers me. It bothers me a lot.
“What’s wrong?”
“Oh, no, it’s nothing…”
“You wouldn’t spend a long time feeding them if there was nothing, right?”
I put pressure on them to tell me because I’m curious. They exchange glances. It seems like they’re hesitating to speak.
After exchanging glances for a while, they finally open their mouths as if resigned.
“We also thought we’d like to eat that.”
“Huh?”
“Until now, only Demon King-sama and wizard-san have been eating, right? But when Cerberus started eating… we somehow became envious.”
“I thought it would be nice to eat too. But snacks are offerings to Demon King-sama, and it’s not something we can casually eat… Well, it’s troublesome to be told that. Forget about it.”
After saying only that, they hunched their backs and left.
It seems that Ciel-san was not the only one interested in the snacks. The conversation was cut off while I was surprised by that fact.
From the perspective of the servants, snacks are offerings, something special. But that’s not true.
Although I am in charge of snacks for Demon King-sama, it doesn’t mean I made them specifically for someone in particular.
I simply treat them as someone to share a meal with.
In fact, even after they found out that I was treating Migi-san, Hidari-san, and Orphemia-san to snacks, Demon King-sama never told me to stop.
He just asked me to make some for him too. Perhaps, even if I made snacks for them, I wouldn’t be stopped.
So, I want to treat them, who accepted me as the “snack saint.”
If I were to make something, what would be good?
While resuming the feeding, I think about what kind of snack would be accepted by the demons.
Is it still the steamed sweet potato bread, just like Demon King-sama?
However, it is impossible to completely erase the image that snacks are offerings from Demon King-sama and the others.
Even after finishing feeding them, I continued to ponder for a while, but I decided to stop trying to come up with an answer on my own.
I decided to ask for opinions from Ciel-san, who brought me tea while I was studying.
She is also a demon who has recently become interested in snacks. I would like to consider her opinion as someone with many commonalities.
“What do you think, Ciel-san?”
“Since we are dealing with demons who are not accustomed to food, it would be good to have something small and easy to eat. The jam cookies we received earlier were very delicious.”
“I will make them again tomorrow, so I’ll share some with you.”
“Absolutely!”
She tightly grips both of my hands with a greedy response. It seems that Ciel-san really liked the jam cookies.
I am greatly indebted to her. Although it was by chance, I’m glad that I could give her something she likes.
If she is this happy, then jam cookies are good, right?
However, when it comes to jam, the taste varies depending on the fruit used, and preferences differ as well.
In that case, something simpler might be better at first.
Something easy to eat, something simple…
I still want more opinions. Yes, let’s ask Orphemia-san for her opinion too.
It’s already dark outside, but I wonder if she’s still here.
Hastening to the library, they were not in their usual place, but when I called out, they peeked out from the break room.
“It’s rare for Saint-san to come at night. What’s the matter?”
“Well, they saw Cerberus and the others eating snacks, and it seems that the people working in the castle have also become interested in snacks. So, I want to treat them to snacks as well, but I’m having trouble coming up with something suitable for their first snack… It’s quite late, but could I hear Orphemia-san’s opinion?”
“I think it would be good if Saint-san can make a large quantity since you have many interaction partners. The cookies and macarons I received the other day were perfect, right?”
It’s a similar opinion to Ciel-san’s.
But Orphemia-san didn’t stop there.
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