I awoke to the sound of a bird chirping cheerfully in my ears.

　I sat up and looked around the dimly lit room. The birds are playing outside, and I can hear them chirping intermittently.

　Sparing the warmth of the bedding, I get up and head for the armoire.

　Opening the door at once, the morning sun shines into the room.

　Squinting against the glare, you stretch and take a deep breath.

　The clean air rushes in through your nose, flows into your lungs, and seems to permeate your body. This feels good. I feel my body, which has been in a daze, tighten up.

　This action has become a daily routine since I was reborn in this world.

　I tried to do something similar at the inn in King's Landing, but it didn't feel right.

　Perhaps it's the difference in the air.

　As I gazed at the lush green grass spreading across the grounds, a breeze blew as if to caress my cheek. I could hear the sound of plants and trees swaying in the air.

　The nature of Coriat Village itself seems to be greeting me in the morning.

''........Good morning.''

　I said somehow and left my room.

　I washed and refreshed my face at the well, and my stomach rumbled just as I did.

　I made my way to the dining room, wondering what breakfast would be for today.

　When I got to the dining room, the entire family was all seated in a row except for me.

　No, for some reason, only Elinora's sister was in the midst of her body, the moment she left her seat.

''Good morning,''

Good morning.
　I respond to breathy morning greetings from all my family members.

　It would be a hassle if they greeted me separately, because I would have to greet each of them individually.

　Probably the high ranking aristocrats in the royal capital greet each one of them one by one. "Good morning. Father and mother." or something like that.

　When I looked at the table, Elinora sister sniffed, ''Humph,'' and sat down on her seat.

　I wonder what's going on?　I don't seem to be in a good mood even though it's such a refreshing morning today.

　As I sat down, my brother Silvio next to me gave me an earful.

'Just now, sister Elinora was about to go wake up Al.

　I see, so that's why I'm in a halfway house.

　But that kind of thing is the kind of role that brother Silvio would do.

　I looked at Brother Silvio with a quizzical expression, and he smiled and said

Al wouldn't wake up if I went there, would he?

Yeah, I see.

　I roll my eyes at Brother Silvio's plausible answer.

　So if I had woken up a little later or slept twice, I wouldn't have woken up refreshed this morning?

　As for Elinora's sister, she's going to open the door with such force that she's going to rip the covers off me without mercy. Then, she must drag me out of bed, hugging my pillow and kneeling, and make a beeline for the dining room. No, he's going to give me one of those light slaps as a wake-up call.

　I don't want to wake up with a heart attack like that.

"...what?

I'm fine, sir.

　I looked at the items on the table, trying to escape from Sister Elinora's gaze.

　A large plate in the middle had a savory-smelling bacon lying on top of a plain omelet with lettuce, tomatoes, and tomato sauce, and a large serving of cabbage.

　The plain omelet was something I taught Bartolo about omelets, and he took the liberty of recreating it for me.

　That's what a cook does. I didn't teach him everything, but he was doing a lot of trial and error.

　I had only been thinking about putting rice in the pot, but this was very different.

　Next to it is a small cup with a creamy-smelling soup.

　And on the other plate are two pieces of freshly baked bread. You're supposed to smear your own butter from the container in the middle.

　It's probably a sumptuous breakfast for a small fiefdom, a country baronial family, but it's the norm in the Rowlett family.

　The finances of my mansion are well-funded thanks to reversals, chess, and more recently, frames.

　Even with just Mother Erna, the daughter of the famous Lazares Trading Company in King's Landing, she doesn't have much money to worry about, but both of them were former adventurers, so they still have money in their pockets.

　The regular visits of the Trierra Trading Company allow us to shop even if we are in the village of Coriat, but the Suroletts, who have little material desires, would never be interested in decorations and furnishings, and their money is naturally spent on foodstuffs.

　The number of sugar purchases is especially high these days.

　If there was a big shopping district like the royal capital, they might just wander around and shop, but the area around Coriat Village is all about nature.

'Looks good today, too, doesn't it?'

Yeah. I'm a sucker for a plain omelet these days.

　Mother Erna and Father Nord are getting along with each other in front of breakfast.

'Me too. It's nice and tender with cheese in it.'

Is that so?

'I ordered mine from Bartolo, so it should be in there. Do you want to try half of it?

Thank you. I'll take it.

　It's a cheese-tastic conversation in the morning. Please don't do an ah-hah?

　We sisters and I got to our meals first, with the sweet atmosphere of our parents in the morning.



　After breakfast, it was another mellow day in the dining room of the Throwlett family.

　Today, Mother Erna, Brother Silvio, and, unusually, Sister Elinora were sitting in chairs. They have no practice today, and perhaps they have nothing to do, but they are quietly drinking tea.

　By the way, Nord Dad is not there. I've just returned from King's Landing, so he's got a lot of work to do.

　Unless I have training, I'm basically sitting here drinking Royal Feed and zoning out, or falling asleep on the sofa.

'Al, you're too full in the morning,'

　I was sprawled out on the couch, covered in a mess, and my mother Erna warned me about it.

　Now I'm pissed off where I'm sitting with my legs over the back of the couch. It's a bit of a misbehaving position. Everyone relaxes with a moderately full and satisfied stomach.

　But I know. I know that Mother Erna is in the same position I'm in now, just waiting for the moment when no one else is around.

"So Mother Erna does it sometimes, too--

I didn't.

..........

　I get jittery glances from not only me, but also from Sister Elinora and Brother Silvio, but Mother Erna sips her tea with a clear expression.

'I didn't do it, okay?'

　Everyone in the mansion knows that Mother Erna is covered up on the couch when no one else is around.

　The look you just gave her was also, "Is Mother Erna doing it too? It's not a question of "why are you being so insecure when you're doing it too?

　I get up from the couch and take a seat at the table because I'm afraid that if I'm covered in this mess, they'll say something else.

　I asked Meena, who was waiting in the room, for a cup of tea, and it was immediately offered to me as well.

　I enjoy my morning tea while chatting with her.

　Ah, today's morning is quite peaceful. It's going to be a good day.

　With that in mind, I ask Meena for another cup of tea, and at the same time, Erna's mother utters a stern voice.

Hey, Al, it's been a week since we got back from King's Landing. It's been a week since we got back from King's Landing. When do you think we'll be able to make new snacks?

　Meena reacts to those words and stops moving with a snap.

　Hey, just brew me another cup of tea, please.

　When I gave her such a look, Meena moved the teapot she was about to tilt away from me.

　I guess that means I'll have to leave it until I answer mother Erna's question. I'm not a pet, but........

　Suddenly, I looked in front of me, and before I knew it, sister Elinora, who had been sitting on her cheekbones a moment ago, had gotten up and was looking at me with a curious gaze.

　I can't escape.

　But still, I had forgotten all about it. When I asked her to buy a magic stove in the royal capital, I had made a contract with Mother Erna to create new sweets along with increased production of sweets.

''So?''

　The voice that is asked again. It's the same soft smile as usual, but I can feel the tremendous pressure.

'Of course you'll be fine. We'll have it done today.'

Yes, that's going to be fun.

　Mom Erna smiles and sips her tea as I tell her to finish it without any problems.

　What is it? I ask my boss at work, "Can't you finish the paperwork yet? It's like they said. So the one where I told him I'll be done in the evening and he looked satisfied and left.

　Meena also seemed satisfied with my answer and poured me a cup of tea with a smile.

　You bad maid.

　After all, I need to provide you with food that will make you glad you bought the magic stove.

　Thanks to the magic stove, it's easy to adjust the heat level, so now we can try frying food.

　There are many dishes and snacks that you can think of.

Next time I make something weird, I'll clench you, okay?

I'm aware.