CH 50

The exchange between Emilia, who asked to help, and Ariamel, who hushed her by saying that she could not make a guest do such a thing became irrelevant when Nina and the others came into the living room and surrounded Emilia.

Apparently, the two were more interested in Emilia than wary of her, and they moved in close and stared at her. As for Ratz, his finger was in his mouth and his gaze was glued to the cake. … I’m going to stroke his head.

“… uh…”

“Hmmm… yeah”

“…”

After a while, they pulled Emilia’s hand from the left and right to sit on the couch. And then they went directly to sit at Emilia’s left and right…they do not sit down at my left and right.

“For a moment there I thought they’d approved me…”

“No, you’re really welcome here.”

“Is that so?”

Maybe…It’s like they were urging me to get to the table..when Ares came, no one else but Nina was attracted to him.

And before I knew it, Ariamel had finished the preparations and was arranging the cake and tea. She finished it while Emilia was entangled…Surprisingly, you resorted to forceful means.

Emilia was a little depressed, probably because she couldn’t help with anything. Should I follow up with her later?

I look at the children, who are tucking into the cake that Emilia brought for them with relish. For all intents and purposes, they are angels.

“Look, it’s on. Is it delicious?”

While wiping the cream from Nina’s cheeks, I asked her what she thought of the cake.

“Yeah”

Nina answered cheerfully while smiling.

“Is that so…. Hmm?”

I suddenly felt a gaze on me, so I turned my head and my eyes met Emilia’s, who was smiling gently at me.

“Wh… what?”

“Fufu… nothing, I really thought that you were a father.”

“Really…”

What the heck does that mean?

“Oh, don’t get me wrong. It’s not that it’s unexpected or that it doesn’t look good on you. In fact, I think the current Gray is the most “typical” Gray I’ve ever seen..”

“Uh…I see.”

… something embarrassing.

“Oto-san refill”

“Papa me too”

Nina and Stella asked for more cake. Ratz also nodded cockily as he held out a clean plate.

“Ah, if it’s mine, I’d like to give it to you.”

When I said that and looked at Ariamel, she was smiling with a troubled look on her face.

There’s also dinner, so I guess she’s worried about what to do.

“Mmm… just… just for today, okay?”

She seems to have been a little troubled, but she seems to choose pampering  in the end. Ariamel is also sweet too… but I understand that feeling.

“Okay, Stella-chan, yes.”

Ariamel puts half of the cake on Stella’s plate.

“So, me too, here.”

“And you’re going to eat dinner properly too.”

Emilia put hers on Nina’s plate and mine on Ratz’s plate, and the three of them happily started chomping down on them. No matter how you look at it, it’s heaven… Huh? How many times do I want to say it? I’ll say it as many times as I want, of course.

“Oh, well… then me too…”

“Ah, really? Then I won’t hesitate.”

“Aah! What are you doing, Fio!”

Just as Iska, in a big brotherly manner, holds out a plate of leftover cake, Fio, sitting next to him, throws it into her own mouth with a fork. Iska is protesting something, but let’s not mention that Fio’s cheeks are a little red.

And when Nina finished eating, she stood up and walked quickly toward Emilia.

“Uh…yeah? What’s wrong?”

“Thank you, onee-chan!”

“Huh?!”

Emilia almost falls to her knees at Nina’s full-bodied smile. …You’re doing a great job, Nina.

Emilia continued to play with the children and helped prepare dinner. Well, since Emilia could not cook, I asked her to put the plates on the table and bring the food to the table.

Thinking back, Roy and I were the only ones who could cook properly in “One Sword”…. So Roy and I were in charge of cooking and scouting on a daily basis.

And after eating dinner, the children and Emilia had become quite good friends.

Even now, the children and Emilia are playing with cards. … Emilia’s card playing is weak… You draw too many jokers.

…I guess I should take a bath soon. I wonder what Emilia is going to do, I should ask her just in case.

“Emilia, do you want to stay the night?”

The kids look like they’re having fun. So I look at Emilia, and she is frozen in her pose of playing cards.

“… eh, stay… eh…”

Oh, she pulled a joker again.