After ojou-sama’s care is completed with Mercè-san, we had breakfast slowly.
I headed into the kitchen as soon as I finished eating.
Ingredients are lined up in a corner of the kitchen, which is now for my exclusive use.
Ojou-sama wanted to have the [Mille Crêpe] from yesterday, during her afternoon tea party.
Hearing that it is on the childhood friends’ request, caused me to feel fired up about making the [Mille Crêpe].
The crêpe from yesterday had rawberries sandwiched between the layers, today I decided to mash and mix them into the batter.
The crêpe layer was dyed pinkish.
I requested the lizardman head chef, sweet-toothed Malcolm-san to light the stove. Even though he is not a magician, he’s still able to use simple magic for cooking.
The fire is controlled by adding or removing firewood.
A few maids offered their help as they worried about me being a child but I declined them gently.
Although I am busy with preparation for ojou-sama’s friends, it’s not like it’s so bad that I need their help.
I made the crêpe the same way as I did yesterday.
After I am finished with crêpe batter, I left it to cool for a moment.
While the batter is left to be cooled, I finished making the custard cream quickly.
I had not only taken rawberries out of the refrigerator, but other fruits too.
I finished slicing the fruits thinly as they are to be sandwiched between the layers.
Next I smeared the custard cream on the crêpe, placed the fruit on top, and added another layer of crêpe, a process which I repeated.
When I’m done, I requested head chef Malcolm-san to help me cut the [Mille Crêpe] into a heart shape.
Finally, Malcolm-san decorated the [Mille Crêpe] with the leftover fruit and custard cream.
[Heart-shaped Mille Crêpe with seasonal fruits] completed!
As the batter is pink in color, it would be so wasteful to eat such a cute thing if I do say so myself. To that, I am very grateful to Malcolm-san for the decorations.
As ojou-sama’s friends are all girls, I think this will be received pretty well.
I gave my thanks to Malcolm-san, and asked if he could help me create one more snack.
I placed a deep pot on the stove, and poured oil in―
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Ojou-sama’s friends have arrived.
They exchanged simple greetings with the master and madam before proceeding towards ojou-sama’s room.
Normally when guests are invited to tea parties, it would be held in the garden or at the terrace.
However due to ojou-sama being unable to leave her room due to the trauma of getting bullied, her parties would normally be held in her room.
Her friends knew of the circumstances, and this is not the first time they have done so.
Without even a twitch of eyebrows, they were escorted in.
Ojou-sama received the guests in her room.
As expected of a tea party with guests, she is now in her casual clothes instead of the normal pajamas. The light blue one-piece dress is well matched with her blonde hair and crystal clear skin, making her very lovely.
The dark-screen-like curtain stayed down.
The room is being illuminated through the power of magic.
Mercè-san and I participated in the tea party as stewards.
Their piercing gazes landed on the human child whom they are not familiar with.
“Nice to meet you, I am the butler apprentice, Lute from the human race. Glad to make your acquaintance.”
I placed my right hand on my chest, the left hand behind me, and quickly bowed my head in greeting.
Ojou-sama introduced her 3 childhood friends to me.
Bunny Bloomfield of the 3-eyed race.
At first glance, her physique looked like those of a cute human girl, however there is a visible eye on her forehead. That’s why they’re named the 3-eyed race.
Her family is running a currency exchange business.
As such she is very proud of her skill in counting money quickly.
“It is so unexpected that Chrisse-chan employed a human as a butler, and a male one too.”
The next person belongs to the Lamia race with a lower body of a snake and an upper body of a human, Muir Head.
“Isn’t it alright, he seems like a kind and pleasant person. As always, the Earl has a good eye for character.”
She gave her opinion leisurely while sticking out her red snake tongue.
Muir’s family seems to own a mine.
Her lower body, which was of a snake was not covered while her upper body wore a simple apparel that can be easily slid on, similar to a kimono. Her breasts are so big that one would not think of her to be of the same age as ojou-sama.
The 2 of them seems to be very friendly, but the last girl is showing an unhappy face.
Karen Bishop of the Centaur race.
She has the lower body of a horse and the upper body of a human girl.
Her hairstyle is tied in a long ponytail matching her race.
She did not sit on a chair but instead folded her legs on the floor.
“I don’t want to meddle with other families’ employees, but if you ever lay your hands on Chrisse I’ll never let you off easy.”
Is what she said in a threatening voice.
Her tone is like that of a samurai.
Her family does the manufacturing and sale of large-sized weapons and armor. Her race also deals with mercenary work, resulting in her (Karen) picking up martial arts from a very young age, which is how she ended up having this tone of voice.
Ojou-sama made a follow up after Karen.
“Lute is a nice person. He’s also good at making snacks, I had him make some for today’s tea party on a whim, too..”
In response to ojou-sama’s words, I lined the [Heart-shaped Mille Crêpe with seasonal fruits] and [Potato Chips (lightly salted)] on the table.
“Wow, so cute” Bunny of the 3 eyed race lets out in her girly voice.
“Hm, the looks aren’t too bad. The looks”, says Karen Bishop of the Centaur race.
“Karen is really……. However it is such a cute looking cake. But, this is……. is this potato?” Muir the Lamia tilted her head in wonder.
“That is correct. It is a snack called [Potato Chips]. It is made by slicing potato into thin slices before frying it with oil, then adding salt. Though it is not sweet, it has quite an addictive taste.”
The potatoes here look mostly the same as those in my previous life.
I just wanted to try it out, but the potato chips turned out just fine.
The flavor was given endorsement by Malcolm-san who tasted it.
I was fired up because of the impending arrival of ojou-sama’s friends and developed a new menu.
Swiftly, ojou-sama stretched her hand towards the [Potato Chips] from the new menu.
“It’s crispy, so delicious.”
She wiped her fingertips with a handkerchief and merrily wrote on her mini blackboard.
The other 3 also stretch out their hands, and they unanimously said that it was delicious.
In the mean time, Mercè-san brewed scented tea for everyone.
Next, I cut the heart shaped mille crêpe and distributed all of it to ojou-sama and friends.
It was performed so brilliantly, it is not an exaggeration to say that it’s a form of art.
“Although the [Potato Chips] are delicious, the cake is also tasty.”
“This repetition of sweetness and saltiness is so irresistable.”
The 3 eyed Bunny exclaimed in delight while eating the cake and potato chips alternatingly.
“It is just as Bunny-chan said.” ojou-sama said as she followed suit.
“……Kuh”
Karen showed an expression of “This is so frustrating, but I’ll eat it anyway”, as she ate the desserts.
(Even though it would have been alright to eat it normally…..)
Muir the Lamia kept sending me amorous glances as she sipped the scented tea.
“Were you called Lute-san? I’m so envious of Chrisse-san. To be able to eat such delicious food. If possible I would scout Lute-san to our house.”
“Even if Muir-chan asks, it is still impossible. As Lute-san is already the butler of our house.”
“Fufufu, that is so regrettable.”
Ojou-sama once again moved her fingers over the mini blackboard.
“Lute-san is not only excellent in cooking, he’s also apt in storytelling. Yesterday I listened to many interesting stories that I have never heard before. It is especially recommended to Bunny-chan.”
“It won’t be wrong if it is by Chrisse-chan’s recommendation. The book that I was lent previously was very interesting.”
Bunny of the three-eyed race seems to be ojou-sama’s fellow book lover.
However, someone poured cold water on the 2 of them.
“What Chrisse recommended to Bunny is a story where the hero saves the princess, isn’t it? If it is me, I will prefer one where the blood gushes and the flesh was rent.”
“Karen shouldn’t be one to talk. You only read books that are about heroic tales.”
Muir rebuked her slightly.