𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟐𝟎: 𝐃𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐢 𝐞𝐠𝐠 𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐧 𝐢𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 𝐢𝐬 𝐝𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐬
The next morning, after riding the horse aiming for Fumble, I woke up in a ridiculous position.
I had fallen asleep sitting while leaning on Cid, but when I woke up, I found myself completely relaxed and slumped over his thigh. And his hand was resting on my shoulder
Even though it was my first time camping, I think it’s quite bold of me to sleep so comfortably like this.
It must be because I’m a villainess.
Being bold is because I’m a villainess. That must be it.
As I slowly got up, Cid immediately opened his eyes wide.
I didn’t want to realize it, but he wasn’t really sleeping; it was more like he was in a meditative state, not relaxed and sound asleep like me.
Considering his profession as a guard, it’s natural for him to be like that. But by involving him in my escape from the country, did I forever rob him of the chance to have a peaceful sleep. . .?
This is bad. I might die from overwork!
“Good morning, Vi-sama.”
“Good morning. . ., Cid, good night!”
“Huh?!”
I tried to cover him with a blanket and forcefully put him to sleep.
But there was no way I could match his strength.
“Sleep! Sleep right now! I’m keeping watch!!”
“I’m sleeping! I’m sleeping!!”
We pushed against each other with the blanket, refusing to back down.
He was surprisingly strong for someone who hasn’t been sleeping!
“Uwa.”
As I desperately pushed, Cid suddenly relaxed his strength, and I ended up jumping into his body along with the blanket.
“I’m already awake! I’m fine!”
Cid, who was holding me, tightly rolled me up with the blanket. I was on the verge of being wrapped up like a sushi roll.
“The Duke Marcus family’s bodyguard won’t weaken so easily, so don’t worry.”
“Is that so?”
“Yes. If Miss is this strong, then the bodyguard should be recognized as even stronger.”
It doesn’t quite make sense.
And he’s calling me Miss again. I quickly stood up and brushed off my skirt.
Cid folded the blanket. Even though he just woke up, his face looked dignified, and I felt a mix of excitement and jealousy.
“Hey, Cid. I feel bad for just sleeping, so let me at least make breakfast.”
“Vi-sama cooking?”
He sounds worried. . .
Well, of course! You wouldn’t think I can cook, right? I’m the daughter of the Duke, so cooking is something that the chefs do. I shouldn’t take away their job. But now, there are no chefs, so I have to do it myself.
I took a square frying pan and a thick hemp bag from my Boston bag.
“Ta-da!”
“What’s that?”
Cid blinked his eyes rapidly.
I proudly declared,
“It’s a rolled omelette set!”
Among the few belongings, this frying pan, eggs, and a bag with kelp took up most of the space.
The pure white eggs are called “fattened bird” eggs, and they are about the size of my palm. This large size is the standard in this different world!
“Rolled omelette? Is it the one that sometimes comes in the staff meal?”
“Yes, that’s it.”
After eating the bento sold by the heroine Kukrika, I have been studying rolled omelettes.
I even taught the recipe to the chefs, and it has become a frequent menu item at the mansion.
I thought I wouldn’t be able to eat it anymore once I left the mansion, so I brought the whole set with me.
I asked Cid to prepare the fire and started making the dashi broth with kelp, and I cracked the eggs into a wooden bowl and whisked them.
“Now! Let’s make it!”
When I heated the frying pan, it was finally time to make the rolled omelette.
This special frying pan doesn’t stick even without oil, and it was made by a dwarf craftsman who is knowledgeable about tools and equipment and is an acquaintance of my older brother.
Hmm. . .It’s quite an outrageous villain to have a weapons craftsman make a frying pan. I used the skills that many warriors seek for my own selfish desires.
But I thought, “I’m sorry if I have to abandon my pride,” so I paid him extra money.
And I sent a large amount of alcohol and snacks as a token of gratitude.
I was puzzled when I received a spatula, a shotgun, a mithril knife, and other items as a thank-you gift.
While reminiscing, Cid cautiously spoke up from the side.
“Is it worth bringing a frying pan, kelp, and eggs all the way here for the preparations at the mansion that we only had thirty minutes for?”
Cid looked at me with a suspicious gaze.
His eyes were saying, “There must have been other things you could have brought.”
But for me, this was an absolute necessity, so there was no other choice.
The sound of sizzling eggs filled the air, and a gentle aroma of dashi broth wafted through the air! Since I had slept without eating properly yesterday, just the smell made my mouth water.
I carefully rolled the eggs with the dwarven spatula, and in no time, the dashi-maki tamago was complete.
“It’s done!”
“Vi-sama, you really made tamagoyaki.”
“How rude. I can do this much.”
Although the shape is a bit off, I think I made a delicious rolled omelette!
Cid magically washed a large leaf and used it as a substitute for a plate to serve the rolled omelette.
“It smells really good! Looks delicious!!”
I’m most happy when Cid is delighted. By the way, this is my first homemade dish. Although it’s the only thing I can make, from now on, I want to cook together with Cid and discover delicious, ordinary meals.
We poured soup into cups and enjoyed breakfast together.
“Wow! It’s delicious!! It’s even better than the one we had at the bento shop!”
“Because it’s freshly made! Freshly made rolled omelette is incredibly delicious!!”
Though we’re camping and my body is a bit sore, and my boots are slightly damp from the morning dew, not to mention our upcoming escape from the country, I feel incredibly happy right now.
“Vi-sama cooking. . .! It’s like a special occasion.”
And, the person I love is right next to me.
Just a little while ago, I couldn’t have imagined being this close, and I’m the only one witnessing that smile.
How blissful it is.
“By the way, the rolled omelette with cheese that was served at the mansion was delicious. If I can get some cheese somewhere, I want to eat that.”
“Yes! I’ll do my best to make rolled omelette with cheese!”
Cid ate the bread he took out of the luggage and finished the rolled omelette. Then he brushed his teeth. I finally washed my face. I combed my hair and tied it up, and brushed the grass off the horse and erased any signs of our camp.
“Shall we go?”
Cid, who always gives me a bright smile, doesn’t seem to regret coming with me at all.
I find myself smiling along with him.
Using magic, he gently lifts me up and places me on the horse.
“Here we go.”
Cid jumps on behind me and takes the reins.
“I think we’ll reach the town along the border by evening. If we’re being pursued, I believe they would have started this morning, so let’s hurry a bit.”
“Yes, please.”
It’s early morning, not long after the sun rose.
Glimmers of sunlight filter through the trees of the forest. Our escape journey begins once again along the border.
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