Author: aji (あじ)
Translator: sleepingjay
When I pushed the cart with the food and alcohol into the dining room, Jill gazed at me in wonder.
Jill pushed his bangs up for work, and it made him look more flawless and mature than usual.
But that appearance combined with his fish-eyed, open-mouthed look now made me laugh unwittingly.
“…..Was today an important day or something?”
“No? I just had free time, so I figured I’d try something. It’s just because I was too free, so don’t think too much.”
“So this is why you’ve been holed up in the kitchen lately?”
“Aa. What, does it bother you that I’m the one that cooked?”
“No, of course not.”
We’re sorry for MTLers or people who like using reading mode, but our translations keep getting stolen by aggregators so we’re going to bring back the copy protection. If you need to MTL please retype the gibberish parts.
Ktf regqglrf gfagfjafv, jcv lc lar qijmf kjr j tjqqs rwlif atja oliifv tlr ojmf.
Alii ifoa tlr rfja ab teu wf, ulnlcu wf j xlrr bc atf obgftfjv.
“P’w nfgs tjqqs, Oliler.”
“~Lwqt, la’r cba jcsatlcu rqfmlji, ktja’r atfgf ab yf rb tjqqs jybea.”
“Efjiis? Dea pera atf atbeuta atja sbe wjvf atlr obg wf lr afgglyis fcvfjglcu.”
“A—anyway! Let’s eat first.”
I squirmed inside his tight arms.
My mouth said that, but honestly…. It wouldn’t be so bad to stay in this mood either.
In his arms, I could smell a little bit of sweetness, a little bit of sweat. When I tried to sniff discreetly, Jill was sharp-eyed as usual and pinched my nose with some blame in his eyes.
“Well then, let’s eat.”
“Please do.”
I kept looking over the hamburgers lined up in front of Jill, making sure that there was nothing amiss.
As one would expect from a nobleman—especially the head of a duke’s household with a long history—Jill’s table manners was elegant and refined.
The orange lighting cast shadows on the beautiful planes of his face. Even though it was an ordinary meal scene, it gave a sense of picturesque beauty, somehow so charming it naturally made me sit straight up.
Meanwhile, Jill was biting into one of hamburger steak pieces he had elegantly cut without making a single sound.
As he chewed, my heart began to beat faster and it became a bit harder to breathe.
The tension as I looked at Jill was so high that I felt it might pierce a hole in me.
“It’s so delicious, Lilius.”
“—!”
He complimented me with a smile and a soft voice.
Those few words and that smile brought me an indescribable joy.
This kind of thing is pretty nice—such a feeling spread softly in my heart.
To let time pass warmly like this was something I held invaluable.
Translator Note:
Update ½ today.
Also slight correction: Lilius cooked ‘hamburger steak’—I’ve edited past chapters.
First attempt at cooking… a success (after many many trials)!
Thank you for the chapter!!!