Once the milk gelato was finished, all we had to do was put the pudding and other ingredients into a long, thin container, but unfortunately, we didn't have such a container in our house.

Do you have any long and thin containers?

'A long thin container?　You mean like a cup?

Hmmm, maybe a glass of wine in the form of a wine glass.

　I say, and Bartolo rummages through the cupboard to find it.

'Wine glasses. Oh, come to think of it, there are a few things that Nord got for me that have become shelf fodder.

　Saying that, Bartolo took out a wine glass with a wide mouth and a strangely elongated one.

　Among them I found one that was perfect for the container of the parfait.

Oh, this one is just right.

'Did I make it with some kind of flower in mind?　It wasn't used at all because the mouth part was oddly large enough to make it difficult to drink the wine.

　The other glasses work well enough, but I think this one looks the most like a parfait container. There are just two, so I'll make two for Erna's mother and Elinora's sister. As expected, I don't think my Nordic father and Silvio-san could eat this much parfait, so I'll use a smaller one.

　The only thing left to do is to serve it here.

'Bartolo, you're making muffins and cookies, right?

Yeah, the kid told me to cook it yesterday, so I did.

　My cook is no longer a master at making muffins and cookies.

What are we going to do with this guy?

'You have to put it in finer pieces to give it a different texture. It's fluffy and crispy.

I see. You look like you'd go well with milk gelato.

　Parfaits are usually filled with numerous ingredients such as crunchy flakes, soft sponges, chocolate, whipped cream, etc., and we enjoy the combination of textures and ingredients of each one.

　However, there is no such thing as soft sponge, crunchy flakes or whipped cream in my house.

　Therefore, the strategy was to use muffins as a soft sponge and cookies as a substitute for the flakes. The whipped cream part can be solved by adding more milk gelato and fruit.

'Okay, let's roughly shred the muffins and crush the cookies into pieces that leave the texture.

Oh.

'Shred the muffins and crush the cookies!　Are you both insane!

　As me and Bartolo tried to do our respective roles, Meena jumped in with a change in her blood.

　I was startled by her sudden appearance and shouting. Did she come over to smell the kitchen again?

'I'd rather take it than play with shredded fluffy muffins and shredded crispy cookies!

'No, Meena. This is what it takes to make a pastry called a parfait.

"...parfait?　I don't know what it is, but it sounds really nice.

　Meena mutters with an enthralled expression.

　Even though she doesn't know what a parfait is, she seems to sense that it's a wonderful thing.

　As usual, our ladies are very perceptive when it comes to sweets.

'If you understand, I'll give you one cookie and you can either go back to work or be quiet.

I'll be quiet!

　Isn't there still an option to go back to work?

　Meena sits on a small chair while taking a bite of a cookie.

　Bartolo and I cut up a muffin and crush the cookie into little pieces while Meena sits on a small chair.

　Occasionally, Meena will say, "Ah! And so on and so forth, but ignore it. This is inevitable.

'Well, now all we need to do is put it in with the fruit and stuff.

　While Bartolo watches us with interest, I throw in a small shredded muffin. I put milk gelato on top of it.

　By putting the muffin in the bottom of the muffin, it absorbs the milk gelato and makes the muffin taste better at the end.

　I put crispy cookies crumbled appropriately on top of it, piled up some cut strawberries, and then another muffin. Then another layer of milk gelato on top.

"Muffins and cookies, plus an unknown sweetness and fruit.......are you sure?　Wouldn't you get caught later for doing that!

　As I was working on that, Meena was by my side before I knew it. I don't know who is going to catch me.

　But I can understand why Meena is upset. A parfait is such a luxury.

That's okay. Parfaits are a dream come true.

Parfaits are filled with dreams.........

　I chuckle, and Meena ruminates with an enthralled expression.

　While Meena flies off into the dream world, I put the main ingredient, pudding, on top of the pile of milk gelato and caramelize it.

　And then I stick cut strawberries and cookies into the last excess part of the gelato.

Yeah, that's it.

'What is it?　This pulls!　And I can't stand this sweet smelling sauce! Can I eat already?!

'No, no, no. It's your mother's, Erna!　I mean, don't drool, it's dirty!

　I push Meena away from me as she approaches, drooling with excitement, and Bartolo is a feather in the cap and keeps his distance from her from behind.

'Here, Meena. Stay quiet for a minute.

No, no!　Mr. Bartolo!　There's a parfait right in front of me!　I can't stop eating in front of it!

　Meena is in a state of excitement in front of her favorite cookies, unknown sweetened milk gelato, pudding, and many fruits and muffins. The way she shuffles her arms and legs around is like a child.

'If you're quiet, you can taste the milk gelato and I'll leave the toppings to you...'

'I'm sorry, Mr. Alfried. I was a little distraught in the face of the parfait.

　As I chant the magic words, Meena quickly stops flailing about and becomes calm. It seems that she's switched to excellent maid mode rather than bad maid.

　It's really feminine in the way she becomes calm when she glimpses this kind of practical concession.

''Bartolo-san, it's all right now.

Oh, yeah.

　Bartolo slowly let go of his arm as he understood that Meena was not going to lash out.

　His expression was a little disappointed.

　As I stare at it, Bartolo opens his mouth to regain his composure.

''So, the parfait is complete now, right?　The point is, we just need to load it up with each of our preferences and textures in mind, right?

'Yeah, that's what I'm talking about, so let's try Bartolo and Mina too.

Oh!

Very well, Mr. Alfried.

Just let Meena have a taste.

　Meena makes it difficult for us to do this, so I spoon the milk gelato over to her.

''Then let me have a taste.

　Meena gestures neatly and puts the spoon with the milk jello on it into her mouth.

"Wow........what is this cold, sweet and gentle taste. I feel like my body is going to melt.

　As if the milk gelato was too good to be true, Meena's face and tone instantly changed to sloppy.

'I can't even imagine what happens when you eat something like this with muffins, cookies and fruit.

Ha, that's what I thought of you, Meena.

It's better to be calm and quiet.

　Meena is always so energetic and boisterous, but she still has to be like this.

'So let's get the ingredients in then,'

'Yes!　I'm going to show you my aesthetic sense!　First of all, I'm going to put in a lot of crushed cookies and milk gelato--

It's just what everyone likes, okay?　It's not my parfait and I made it all to my liking, no?

　That's how we finished the parfaits for everyone in the mansion.