The lady’s mansion was peaceful today as well.
“What cos next… Oh, what was it again.”
Because of the lady’s complaints about being hungry, I found myself in the kitchen, wearing an apron and cooking.
“It’s confusing since I haven’t made it in a while.”
Tonight’s dinner nu was a bit special.
It was a dish not found in this world.
A dish that must be eaten on New Year’s.
Though it was long past New Year’s, I chose this nu to bring about a festive mood.
Hurrying around the kitchen, I poured oil into the frying pan and read the recipe in my notebook with my finger.
“Separate the egg whites and yolks, cut the rice cakes diagonally, and soak them…”
Cooking alone made stumble a lot. Even though I was a professional butler who often cooked, making unfamiliar dishes was challenging.
Tonight’s dinner nu was rice cake soup.
A dish I ate every New Year in my previous life, and one of the lady’s favorite foods.
Of course, it had to contain more at than rice cakes.
While making the rice cake soup, I turned off the stove and fell into thought.
Because of the ominous vision I had just seen.
Seeing the lady’s cute face cald down, but it was still hard to fully relax.
A vision of the lady falling into darkness.
The status window, which had only displayed stories in text, showed a vision for the first ti, making feel the emotion of fear.
In the vision titled ‘The True aning of Vitality,’ I was dying.
The more I used Vitality, the shorter my lifespan grew, and my face lost its vitality.
Yet, I continued to use Vitality, overworking my body, seeing the lady gradually recover, and smiling foolishly.
Seeing myself from a third-person perspective was more novel than I expected.
Maybe iuy could exist, yet I understood that guy’s feelings.
I, too, smiled as I watched the lady regain her strength.
-Oh…!
-You finally took a step, my lady.
-Hmph! I can walk more!
-As expected of the world’s greatest villainess!
-Don’t insult !
-It’s a complint… No, sorry.
Watching the lady take steps with trembling legs made happy. The troubled heart and the fear of Vitality disappeared when I saw the lady’s lively face.
On one hand, a bitter feeling washed over , realizing I wouldn’t be able to see the lady’s face for long, but whenever I saw the lady wiggling her toes and smiling, those feelings disappeared as if they were never there.
Really. I think I’m a fool.
In the vision, I seed to have a rough idea of what Vitality was. I could instinctively feel what it ant.
Looking out the window with empty eyes, or smiling blankly while watching the lady, I looked genuinely happy in the vision. Really.
As ti passed, when the lady could walk on her own strength.
-Thud…!
I saw the scene I feared the most.
I saw the lady hugging tightly, crying sadly, while I smiled contentedly.
-Ricardo…?
Up to this point, it was still fine.
The strong lady would get up soon. That was the lady I believed in and had seen so far, so I smiled bitterly as I watched the lady cry sadly.
‘At least you’re crying for .’ I thought.
But the lady stayed by my side, not leaving for a long ti.
Even after a day.
Even after two days.
She stood there, calling my na.
-…
On the third day, when the lady accepted my death, she began to erase my delusion that she would overco it soon.
-Are you very tired?
-…
-Right? Ricardo.
When the lady’s tears stopped, I realized sothing was terribly wrong.
The lady’s tears.
The dark magic overflowing from her surpassed my imagination.
-Rumble…
It was a power I had never felt before.
Maybe even stronger than Rowen’s, no, even darker and more intense than the apostles introduced later in the novel, it was the powerful aura of black magic emanating from the lady.
-I will save you.
From the trembling voice of the lady, filled with the emotion of ‘grudge,’ I realized the ending I had in mind was not the best.
‘This is not a happy ending.’
I had no idea what would happen next, what the lady would do.
There was no such content in the novel, no information about the lady using black magic. That made it even scarier and more terrifying.
At the sa ti, I found a new goal.
I rereater heights.
Sword Master. Let’s start with that goal first.
I decided to aim higher and reach the distant heights. That would be the best I could do.
Why didn’t I realize it sooner? There was a better way.
Creating a way if there isn’t one is what a reincarnator does, making it possible is what a reincarnator does.
As hts from the past.
I am a greedy person.
Having more and obtaining the happiness I didn’t enjoy is my rightful claim, so I could say it.
Let’s run toward a happy ending.
Resolving this, I ca back to my senses when I heard a familiar voice behind .
“Ricardo! at! at! at!”
I smiled at the lady sitting in the dining room and thought to myself.
‘Happiness is right here, so where would I run to?’
I answered the lady in a light-hearted tone.
“Don’t you feel sorry for the cows that beca dinner?”
“Ricardo. The world is inherently cruel.”
“That’s true. Then to teach you the importance of health, I’ll put only half the usual amount of at.”
“You’re a devil!”
“A devil? Where else can you find a kind butler like in the world?”
“Nowhere!”
The lady grumbled and picked up her fork.
Her violent stance, indicating she would throw the fork in her hand if I resisted any more, made smile as I spoke.
“at is the main cause of obesity.”
“I’m not fat!”
“Liar.”
“Aargh…!!!”
The lady’s fork flew at . Certainly, her proficiency had improved, and the speed and accuracy of her throw had gotten better than before, but it was still far from hitting at that pitiful speed.
I dodged the fork by quickly turning my head.
-Zap.
With a small smile, I created a tiny static shock with my fingers and aid it at the lady’s forehead.
“Ouch!”
The lady’s hair stood up from the static shock.
The startled lady looked at and spoke.
“Eek…!”
“What’s wrong?”
“Sothing zapped .”
“That’s a sign you’ve t your soulmate.”
“Really?”
“Do you believe that?”
“Don’t tease !!!”
Teasing the lady is indeed the most fun thing in the world.
*
The lady was glaring at with a pouty face.
“What was that earlier?”
“What do you an?”
“That zap. Didn’t you do that, Ricardo?”
Handing the empty rice cake soup bowl, the lady’s expression was inconsistent.
Seeing her ask about the magic after handing over the empty bowl was amusing. Usually, such questions should be asked seriously. Unable to hold back her curiosity, the lady asked about the static shock she felt earlier.
I whistled and pretended not to know.
“It wasn’t .”
“Liar.”
“How can you be so sure?”
The lady pressed down her frizzy hair and answered irritably.
“You laughed, Ricardo.”
“I didn’t laugh.”
“Don’t lie. I saw you.”
Maybe it’s true that those who’ve experienced magic know it best.
The villainess who had wielded violence through magic was more perceptive than I thought.
Perhaps because she was the author-approved person with the greatest talent, the lady, fuming and burning with academic enthusiasm, focused her gaze on the moving ladle and spoke to .
I shook the ladle up and down and looked at the lady.
“Hmph…”
When I scooped a li the empty bowl than the magic.
I smiled slightly and spoke to the lady.
“It’s a secret.”
“Aargh…!”
I handed her a bowl full of at.
“Good!”
Indeed, I like this kind of daily life.
So.
I need to beco stronger.
End of Chapter
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