Thanks to me moving Gekota with my psychic and Tickle blowing his voice into the room, I managed to get Viscount Doll, who had been locked up in his room, to join us for dinner.

　Well, I felt guilty because Viscount Doll was so innocently conversing with Gekota, and I felt guilty for cheating, but I was glad that Viscount Doll didn't seem to mind.

　Instead, I've discovered the potential and wonder of the voice acting profession and I've been burned again, but there's nothing I can do about it now.

　When I walked into the dining room with Viscount Doll, the entire family was seated except for us.

　Come to think of it, I ended up coming in at the same time as Viscount Doll, is this a good thing as a hostess?

　No, it looks like Saara reported back while me and Tickle were moving Gekota around, so it's okay, right?

　I have the distinction of bringing out Viscount Doll, who was locked up in his room. But it's hard to say that in front of Viscount Dole, the person himself.

　When I was wondering what to say, Viscount Dorr, who was standing next to me, bowed his head lightly.

''I'm sorry for being late. I've been working feverishly in the rented common room, and that's why I'm causing you trouble, Alfried-dono.

　Oh, oh, you took the initiative to say what I find hard to say. To be honest, it's a big help.

"No, no, that's fine. Take a seat, please.

Excuse me.

　While Viscount Dorr sits to the left of Nord's father, I take a seat in the lower section of the room in the midst of the hustle and bustle.

　Maybe it's because there's a guest named Viscount Dor, but the seating order is a little different today.

　Usually Silvio's brother is next to me, but today it's Elinora's sister. It's a little uncomfortable to be next to the person in front of you.

　Moreover, because of the presence of guests, she's in catnip mode, wearing what looks like a one-piece dress, unlike her usual comfortable clothes.

　As expected, I'm not as close as Eric's family, so I'm guessing that Erna mom told me to wear it.

　I couldn't help but snicker when I imagined that kind of appearance.

　Then Sister Elinora quickly moved her hand and pinched our thighs as hard as she could.

'Ta-ta-ta!'

Hey, Al. What are you doing here?

　When I raised my voice, Mother Erna warned me, raising her eyebrows.

　Then the person who was responsible for it, the sister next to me.

Al, are you okay?　You just bumped your foot against a chair with all your might.

　What is this sister talking about when she has a habit of pinching herself?　But it's clear that this is not a situation where I can honestly say that.

'Uh, yeah, thanks for worrying about me. I'll be fine.

　Why should we thank you for pinching me? I'm not a dominatrix who gets pleasure from pain.

　I sat back down with a bewildered feeling.

'Then bring me my food.

I'm sorry, sir.

　When Father Nord said that, Saara bowed and opened the door.

　Then, there were Meena, Mel, and the maids of the Viscount Dorr family who were working on the wagon as if they had refrained from doing so beforehand.

　Curling and advancing the wagon, the food is arranged on the table by the maids' hands.

　Spaghetti, fried chicken, skewers, steamed vegetables, salads, hamburgers and egg rolls and stews, you name it. It feels like we've tried to serve as many dishes as we can make at home.

　It must have been hard to prepare all this food.

This is the famous spaghetti, isn't it? Oh, this is the famous spaghetti, and I've always wanted to try it here, where it originated.

　Spaghetti has been spread by our territory and by the Triera Chamber of Commerce.

　Nowadays, the village of Coriat seems to be the birthplace of spaghetti, and travellers come to order it at the Celia Restaurant.

I'm flattered to hear that. It's delicious, so please try it.

'Yeah, I'm looking forward to seeing some unfamiliar dishes.

　Once the food is laid out enough to fill the table, Sarra and Bastian, the butler, pour the drinks.

　Oh, the sight of a maid pouring wine isn't bad, but it looks cool when a nice middle butler does it.

　As I watch Bastian pouring the red wine, Saara comes under sister Elinora's nose.

'Would you like wine, Lady Elinora, or would you like fruit water?'

'Well...'

　Sister Elinora glanced at Brother Silvio as she was troubled. There, Brother Silvio was having a little wine poured for him.

　The age of adulthood in this world is fifteen years old. If you are a thirteen-year-old Elinora sister, it's about time you had a taste for alcohol.

　But if you don't like it, you don't have to drink it.

''Then I'll have a little red wine.

I'm sorry, sir.

　Aww, that was a good look. The habit of daily accumulation of red wine is just bitter and doesn't know how good it is, etc.

　I'm so disgusted in my mind that Saara comes to pour me a glass of wine.

"A glass of red wine,

It's a little early for that, so I'll just make some kicker grape juice.

　I asked for a glass of red wine and Sarra instantly poured me a glass of grape juice.

　Somehow this world has a tendency to make it okay to drink a little alcohol when you turn ten years old. It's very unfortunate that I, whose age hasn't yet reached double digits, can't even drink like this.

　That said, the grape juice looks like wine in color, so I can just taste the mood.

　Once everyone was served, each person held a glass in his or her hand for a toast.

　And naturally, I turn to my father Nord, the host of the event.

The first one is Viscount Doll. Thank you for coming all the way to my mansion.

'No, no, no, I thank you for making me feel so welcome, despite my sudden visit.

We've prepared dishes made from exotic ingredients as well as the specialties of the territory, so please enjoy them to your heart's content.

Yeah, I'll take it.

So, here's to the friendship between House Sowlett and House Dorr!

Cheers.

　They each raised their glasses and took a sip.

　Then Sister Elinora twisted her face and muttered a small "bitter".