# 32
Sirius tensed at the strange substance in front of him.
“This is chocolate. It is delicious when added to tea, and it is delicious when eaten on its own. It is delicious even sprinkled on bread.”
In Sirius' eyes, this was hardened blood or a clay-like substance.
Dayarine ate it as if it was delicious.
In general, you can eat almost anything, but eating it with pleasure is a different story.
“Now, eat it.”
"Yes……."
Even when Sirius answered, he wasn't willing to extend his hand.
I do not refuse food for any reason.
If you are hungry, you have to eat anything in order to survive.
I tried everything except digging in the dirt, but I was hesitant because it looked like dirt.
“It would be delicious if you tried it.”
Sirius looked hesitant, and Dearyn sucked the chocolate off her finger as if she was disappointed.
In addition to chocolates, all kinds of cakes, cookies, cakes, etc. were piled on the table.
The chef did his best to prepare dessert until dinner time was over. Then, in a near-dead state, I went back to the kitchen to prepare dinner.
"Okay."
When Sirius couldn't summon the courage, Dearyn couldn't take it anymore and shoved the chocolate-dipped bread into her mouth.
“Huh……?”
I think this is the first time I've heard something so stupid.
huh? Even though I did, I always had an angle.
So it's not that I don't like it, it's just that it's cute.
It was like watching a wild dog turn into a puppy.
If he becomes a puppy, you should pet him.
“Now, ah. Yum yum, let's eat.”
“……Oh wow.”
"Oh, what is it? Oh, did you stop in the middle of it? Selfish."
"…… Oh, my God……."
I couldn't even imagine that someone would feed me food.
Sirius barely opened his mouth, feeling embarrassed and strange and not knowing what to do.
However, the size of the mouth that reflects the mind did not increase easily.
"Yes!"
In the end, Dayaren lost her temper first.
"Yes."
Sirius, who was surprised, followed Dearen without hesitation.
The chocolate-covered bread popped into my open mouth.
Sirius rolled his eyes and looked at Dearyn as he munched on his bread.
"chewing."
Mumbling.
“……?”
Sirius, who had been quietly chewing the bread as instructed, gradually slowed down.
At first, it felt like I was eating dirt, but as I chewed, the sweetness gradually spread.
It was the first time I tasted sweetness.
The food served in the military was not for the sake of enjoying the taste, but rather as a way to move the body.
It contains salt necessary for the body, but does not contain sugar.
The sweetness was strange.
I felt my teeth shrivel, and my hands and feet itched.
My face automatically frowned.
“Not very good?”
Dearyn looked at Sirius, who was frowning in worry.
However, Sirius frowned but did not spit.
It was weird, but I kept taking it.
Finally Dearyn saw him chewing and swallowing and smiled.
“Is it delicious?”
“…….”
I don't know about that.
In fact, I couldn't understand the word “delicious” itself.
Taste was a way to distinguish between poison and the degree of corruption.
"Try this too. This will be a little sweeter."
This time, Deyarin served a cake containing chocolate chips.
Sirius was less afraid this time and opened his mouth obediently.
In contrast to the chocolate covered bread, the crunchy texture filled my mouth full this time.
"How's that? Do you like it or not?"
Sirius was not expected to make a long statement saying: “I can feel the flavor of the finest, very finely ground flour, the sweetness of the highest quality sugar, and the perfect texture of being crispy on the outside and moist on the inside.”
So I asked easily.
But for Sirius, even this was a difficult question to understand.
Is it possible to say “I don't like” something?
Isn't it all good as long as you can eat and fill your stomach?
“Good evening.”
Although I did not understand the intent of the question, I answered it honestly.
M.M.: Oh my dear, Sirius didn’t know how to respond.
Dearyn smiled brightly, as if she was satisfied.
"Thank God. It doesn't seem to suit your taste at all."
Sirius rolled his tongue into his mouth.
An unfamiliar sweetness coated my tongue.
“Then what about this?”
Deyarin didn't stop and kept adding new sweet tastes to her mouth.
Sirius tasted the sweetness obediently.
Dearyn laughed every time Sirius took a bite.
I felt the taste of Deyarin's smile.
It was sweet.
* * *
He seems to be addicted to sweetness.
I didn't want to eat food unless it tasted sweet.
“Why don't you eat?”
Sirius did not move his hand even after the meal was served.
“This is for fish.”
Dearyn gave me a hint, asking if I had forgotten how to use the tools.
But Sirius was just staring at Dearyn's plate.
“……It’s not toxic, is it?”
Dearyn was secretly worried by the meaningful look in his eyes.
Other than Venom, there was no reason for Sirius to look at her that way.
"no."
“No? But why don’t you eat it… Ah, maybe because it’s unfamiliar.”
Dearyn remembered that Sirius wasn't familiar with the desserts being served before the meal, so he didn't extend his hand first.
At times like these, you feel just like a wild animal.
Usually cautious and afraid of unfamiliar things.
But it's okay because if you tell them one by one, they will follow you.
Since you have become accustomed to Deyarin's loud heartbeat, you will soon become accustomed to the sweet taste.
It can even become addictive.
Even if it wasn't sweet, there were many flavors that Sirius needed to learn.
The chef showed his skills with the meals as he did with the desserts.
There was a mountain of dishes that Deyarin had never seen before.
But I'd seen and heard things, so I knew roughly how to approach them.
“You can cut it this way and eat it.”
Deyarin made big movements as if she was pretending.
Sirius watched calmly as Dearren did.
“Yes. Take a bite first.”
Dearyn brought the cut food to Sirius's mouth as if to ease his guard.
Only then did Sirius open his mouth and take it.
"How's that? Isn't it delicious?"
A new taste, different from the sweet taste he had eaten before, took over Sirius' mouth.
There were so many different flavors in the world.
Dearren, who had been watching Sirius slowly chew and swallow, showed something else this time.
Sirius calmly accepted everything Dearren offered.
“Is it delicious?”
“It's good.”
The accomplishment of the day was finding out it was “delicious.”
I don't really understand it yet, but if it tastes like you want to eat it again when you put it in your mouth, then it's "delicious."
“You're saying that because it's really delicious, right?”
He says it's delicious, but his expression doesn't change.
Dearyn took a bite of it with her mouth.
It was definitely delicious.
It was completely different from the food I had just prepared and filled my stomach with.
No, it was the most delicious food I've ever eaten.
“I think we found a really good chef. It's not easy to eat something this delicious anywhere.”
Even though I was full, I kept going.
While Dearren was eating, Sirius was staring at him as well.
That look made me take another bite.
“You eat well.”
“It's good.”
Deyarin laughed as he repeated the words without getting tired of them.
Eat well.
I felt like I was feeding a dog.
He looks like a great master, but he acts like a puppy.
Despite his anxiety, Deyarin was happy to see him eating well, so she fed him again and again until the meal was over.
* * *
The chef has successfully adapted to the palace.
This was a huge help because I only leave my room to cook.
Everything they said or did was so quiet and small that sometimes Deyarin did not notice that someone else was there.
Sirius seemed a bit self-conscious at first, but gradually became indifferent.
“I think we can try to increase the number of people now.”
Robin suggested, overjoyed that he could have a quiet tea time inside this palace without risking his life.
"I hate."
Sirius voiced his opinion again.
Robin was once again moved by this sight.
“I can't believe I can say no without spilling the beans!”
The deleted words below are the same as always.
Priests are gifts given by the ruler, light given by the ruler to the world, salvation and a gift!
Although the other priests were working hard, they did not achieve great results like Deyaren.
“Some people become completely disabled because they cannot adapt to the changing environment.”
“Oh well……it doesn’t look like we, Mr. Sirius, will do anything like that.”
“That's right, our master Sirius will make a great professor.”
Robin had no qualms about adding the word “we” to Sirius’ name.
If we move a little closer, the word “we” might be followed by the words “nice,” “nice,” and “beautiful.”
“Then what happens to him?”
“He will spend the rest of his life recovering in the countryside.”
Dearyn's eyes quickly rolled.
It's okay to go to the countryside, but "recovery" means there is someone there to help with recovery.
"Oh my God. I'm sure the priest who was with you will be very disappointed."
Surely this is not the priest responsible?
“True. You must have wanted to see him for the first time in the social world as a brilliant master more than anyone else. I hope spending a quiet life in the countryside is not a bad idea.”
“…….”
This means that if you fail, you will die, and if you fail, you will be stranded in the countryside for the rest of your life.
In other words, the only conclusion was that we should not fail.
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