“Fumu, dispatching one of Meigetusu-Do’s bakers free of charge for one year as compensation, that’s pretty good, isn’t it?” Corinna said, nodding.
“I am happy they decided to dispatch a baker because the cost will go down and we can serve freshly baked bread, too,” Marissa said.
Seems she welcomes the news just as much.
“Also, it seems that they will refund the money that they defrauded, so I think we will bounce back quite a bit,” I said.
“The cafeteria’s finances are steadily improving,” Corinna said. “For about half a year, we won’t have to worry about everyone’s salary.”
“Thank goodness,” Marissa said.
Gioai started arranging food on the table in the locker room. “Makoto-san, Corinna-san, this is dinner’s dishes. Please confirm the upper-and-lower-class noble’s meals are up to standard.”
Uhha, it looks delicious.
“Is it okay to eat it?” I asked.
“You’re also in charge of preparing dinner, so please,” Gioai said.
However, isn’t there a lot of both the upper and lower aristocratic meals for one person?
“I’ll eat the food for the lower aristocrats because I pay for it, but the food for the upper aristocrats is just for tasting, so one meal is fine for the two of us, I’ll share it with Corinna-chan,” I said.
“That’s right, let’s do that from tomorrow,” Corinna said.
Which means that we’ll still eat it all today.
Well, itadakimasu.
“The menu consists of beef mini steak, black bread, and a cup salad for the lower-ranking aristocrats,” Gioai said.
“Yes, Makoto-san treated the beef, so you can count it to be good,” Marissa said.
“What would you have done if it had stayed the same?” I asked.
“We’d have done meatless beef stew,” Gioai said.
We shouldn’t have eaten such things.
“The upper noble’s dish consists of sautéed pork, steamed trout in wine, consommé soup, Caesar salad, white bread, and pudding,” Gioai said.
“Well then, itadakimasu,” I said.
“I am grateful to the Goddess for my daily bread,” Corinna said.
“No, don’t worship me, I’m not a goddess,” I said.
“You are already kind of like that,” Corinna replied.
That’s not right, Corinna.
Come on, let’s eat, let’s eat, but it’s a lot of food.
“Ah, the mini steak was delicious, it was good meat,” I said.
“I can’t believe it was that rotten meat,” Corinna said.
Apparently, the better the meat was, the stronger the resistance to rotting, and if you restore the freshness with “Heal”, it will return to very good quality meat.
If it’s just the main side dish, it’s on par with a high-ranking aristocratic meal.
I can barely eat the black bread.
The cup salad also has a good feeling.
But the quantity is large.
Uppo.
Let’s take the black bread and white bread home.
I’ll do something about the side dishes.
I don’t know what, though.
“The amount is large, but the trout is delicious,” I said.
“The sautéed pork is also delicious with the sweet and sour orange sauce,” Corinna said.
“The consomme soaks into the body, it’s so good,” I said.
For the time being, I stuffed the bread into my pocket and managed to finish the meal.
The tea is delicious. The pudding is also delicious.
“So wonderful,” I said.
“If this is the case, the lower nobles will be very satisfied,” Gioai said.
“Is that so? It was really good,” Corinna said.
Hangetsu-Do’s white bread is a little lacking in quality.
Let’s have ham or something for later.
I’m going to get fat.
Since my stomach was full, I took a leisurely break from eating while drinking tea.
“If this level of dinner is served every day, the price for the lower noble’s meal is too cheap,” Corinna said.
“It’s a good deal,” I said.
Satisfaction, satisfaction.
Dinner time begins when our stomachs have digested a bit.
Just like breakfast, I work at the counter and Corinna-chan checks the tokens.
“Wow, I thought it was impossible to eat steak here in the girls’ dormitory.”
“It’s gonna be scrap meat anyway, don’t expect much from it.”
Fufufufu.
“Delicious! What is this meat!?”
“Th-The Ecliptic? Steak from the Ecliptic Pavilion?”
The second-year students who brought the dinner first cheered.
No, wait, it’s very popular now.
“Oh, it’s Makoto-san, so you’re serving dinner, too,” Nuts-senpai said.
“What’s for dinner tonight?” Salty-senpai said.
“Wow, it’s steak! That’s amazing,” Sweets-senpai said.
The trio from breakfast has returned.
“Today’s meal is also delicious,” I said.
“Really? I’m looking forward to it.”
“A steak in the girls’ dormitory is so weird..”
“The dessert for senior aristocrats is pudding, isn’t it?”
Sweets-senpai is envious of the pudding.
That’s because lower-class nobility food doesn’t have a dessert.
The trio of senpais sat down at the table with dinner on trays.
“”It’s good.””
Yeah, that’s a lot of praise.
It seems that the beef steak had an impact even if it was a mini portion.
“Steak, steak, delicious, delicious, oh, it’s gone before I knew it.”
“Ah, I can eat the black bread, it’s not delicious, but it’s normal.”
“It’s amazing, since Makoto entered the cafeteria, a miracle happened, a miracle of the Bejeweled Reijou-sama!”
“The Miracle of the Bejeweled Reijou-sama!”
““Ooooh, the miracle of the Bejeweled Reijou-sama!!””
Stop that, stop mentioning that title.
The lower-class nobility area is full of excitement.
Oh, three of the Dress-sans have come to the counter.
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“Why is it that the lower nobles eat better than the upper nobles?”
“You have to learn to behave yourself.”
“What the hell are you doing?”
Uwah, what monstrous claims.
Going by the grade of her fancy dress, I guess she’s a daughter of a viscount or an earl.
“Because of the supplier, it just looks good,” I said. “It’s delicious beef, but it’s cheap meat.”
“I’ll be the judge of that, serve us three lower-class nobility meals,” one of the Dress-sans said.
When I looked at Corinna-chan, she shook her head.
It doesn’t seem like we have any extra.
“I’m sorry, the number of meals is limited, so I can’t accommodate your request,” I said.
“This is an order, right now, serve us food for three people!!”
“I have no reason to obey your orders,” I said.
“You’re a commoner!! You’re just a baker’s daughter!!” the Dress-san in pink screamed.
The dormitory guards quickly came over to investigate.
“What is the matter here?” the guard asked.
“Take this commoner out of here! That’s an order!” Pink Dress-san said.
“Commoner?” the guard asked. “Kimball-sama is a baron’s daughter.”
“A filthy commoner who stood up against me!! Arrest her for her insolence!” Pink Dress-san cried.
“By law, I cannot do that,” the guard said.
I wonder what this order was supposed to mean.
Those trying to get dinner are getting held up.
“I’m sorry, but they’re all hungry, so could you please wait until after dinner time to make complaints?” I said. “If there is any surplus, we can discuss it with you.”
Implicitly, it includes the feeling that if dinner time is over and we have leftover meat, we can serve it.
Please, get out of here and free up the front of the counter.
“Let the lowly nobles wait!! Now I’m ordering you!! Bring us food right now!!”
Suddenly, anger at the Dress-sans began to erupt with the lower nobles.
“What is going on that, that young lady, I wonder which family has such an idiot?”
“Makes you wonder why she wants to eat steak so badly, she’s so mean.”
“What did you do to Makoto-sama, who caused a miracle in the dining room?”
Heather-senpai popped her face out from the top of the divider at the upper nobles’ seating area and pointed upwards.
Hang them?
No, I suppose not, I suppose it’s more like Margot-san headed upstairs to summon Esther-senpai or Yuri-Yuri-senpai.
“There is a limit to the number of lower-ranking aristocratic meals,” I said, “and we would be sorry if you can’t eat them, so we ask for your patience.”
“Me, you’re asking me to put up with this, a commoner like you…”
Wow, Commander-san was completely exasperated.
Blue streaks are popping on her forehead.
“You are a noble, so please be patient,” I said.
“What are you saying!?”
“I was taught that a splendid aristocrat would be one who sets standards for the lower classes, and would not lose their dignity even if he did not drink or eat, but was I mistaken?” I asked.
“Don’t you ridicule me!!” Commander-san cried as she raised her hand.
A slap, well, if that makes you feel better and back off, that’s fine.
Come on, it’s perfect…
Then, something like a pitch-black bloodlust flowed in from the upper noble’s seating area.
Everyone in the dining room stood up in fear.
What is this? There is something scary.
Like a fierce beast, like a monster, like a monster in a nightmare.
Such an uneasy sensation.
“You’re so noisy.”
Black hair, black eyes, black dress, blood red corsage.
A young lady, black as darkness and beautiful as a nightmare, was looking at me.
She waved her hand at the petite maid who was waiting nearby.
A maid in black clothes approached me.
“Hilda-sama is angry.”
Commander-san and her two companions turned pale in an instant.
“H-Hilda-sama, this is, umm,” Commander-san said.
“It’s not nice to bother Hilda-sama with your pathetic excuses,” the maid said.
“Ha-Hai,” Commander-san whimpered.
“I recommend that you leave the cafeteria immediately,” the maid said.
“Un-Understood!”
The three of them ran away from the dining room without looking at me.
“I apologize to you for the disturbance,” the petite maid said, bowing gracefully and deeply.
This is the person who was captured by Margot and tried to poison herself to avoid arrest.
Has she been released already?
And that super-beautiful woman is Count’s daughter Hilda Mahler.
People call her the Venomous Spider Lady.
She has a much more “Final boss” feeling than Vivian-sama.
