On that day, ever since morning I had a vague unpleasant premonition.
As usual, I came to the shop accompanied by Thomas.
Having brought chocolate as a present, I carefreely watched as Lars and co. work.
After a busy noon comes a little lull in the afternoon.
The shop will be reopened in the evening, for now weâre closing it.
There are preparation to do so thereâs no time to dilly-dally, even so I called to them to have a break.
Seeing this, Thomas knowingly made tea.
As expected of our Head Chef, the tea he makes is superbly delicious.
Curry continues to sell well. Together with curry bread people line for them day after day, the cutlet curry was also received better than I expected.
While thinking of what to do next, the shop entrance suddenly got noisy.
âNn? What?â
Weâre in the kitchen, so I have no idea what happened. The kitchen is in the very back.
When I got up from my chair to check on it, Lars who stood up first stopped me.
âIâll go. Master, please stay hereâ
âOkay?â
Nodding to Larsâs words, I once again settled on the chair.
By the way, after teaching him the curry recipe, he completely switched to calling me âMasterâ.
I asked him many times to stop, but he firmly wouldnât nod, saying itâs unforgivable to call the one who imparted the original recipe to him by name. Itâs the same as Thomas.
Cooks are extremely stubborn type, now that itâs come to this, I have no choice but to back down.
Naturally, the five juniors followed after him.
Ultimately, I ended up being called âMasterâ by everybody here as well.
Lars stood up and left the kitchen.
Since thereâs nothing for us to do, we continued enjoying the tea.
I took a fleeting sidelong glance at the chocolate Iâd brought. I did my best making it since itâs a rare chance for Lars to eat it, but as things stands, itâll be impossible today. Proud of my work I enjoyed the conversation with Thomas, when I heard the sound of two men arguing.
One of them is of course Lars, the other voice is unfamiliar to me.
The fact that there are multiple sounds of footsteps means quite a lot of people came.
When I stood up, with my curiosity piqued, Larsâs angry voice and sound of multiple footsteps drew closer.
Still standing I stared at the kitchen entrance to see a corpulent bald man and five men dressed like knights enter like they own this place.
They act just as if itâs their shop.
The bald man seems to be a noble.
His clothes are clearly well-tailored, and heâs wearing many jingling accessories.
Especially the rings on his fingers are in excessively bad taste.
One on each finger. On some, two. With large jewels inserted, the rings heâs wearing are ostentatious.
A nouveau riche man with excessive fortune.
Seeing such a nouveau riche man â in fact, itâs correct to call him old geezer â I recalled this yearâs portraits.
Then I thought. Ah, this old geezer is Baron Wire from before.
Baron surveyed the kitchen and snorted.
âThis is quite a narrow kitchenâ
âShut up! Get out!â
Lars flared up at the baron who laughed mockingly.
After looking at Lars annoyedly, the baron began unreservedly observing the area.
âHmph, thereâs no way you developed an original recipe here. I never took you as a cook whoâd own an original recipe. Iâm surprised you had such a hidden trickâ
âIt wasnât me who developed curry! I was only taught the recipe!!â
âArenât there only cooks on the level of apprentices and a lass here. Ah, or was it the man next to the lass? Iâm not a patient person. If you say it wasnât you, quickly bring me the original recipe developerâ
âMaster, please step backâ
Guessing the baronâs intentions, Thomas came in front of me.
He means heâll protect me.
But, Iâm incredibly angry at the man who entered the kitchen without permission and thrust demands at us without as much as a greeting.
âItâs fine. Thomas, step back. Iâll keep him companyâ
âMaster?â
Pushing Thomas, who wanted to protect me, aside, I took a step forward.
I courteously bowed.
âI am glad to meet you, Baron Wire. I am the recipe developer you are searching for. What business might you have in coming here today. It will soon be time to reopen, so if there is some important matter, I would like to deal with it brieflyâ
What Iâm getting to is that he should quickly leave.
But, the baron didnât read the air, and only laughed scornfully once again.
âAre you making a fool of me, lass. You being the recipe developer for âcurry riceâ? Itâs too much even as a jokeâ
While making a suspicious face, the man directed an unpleasant gaze at me, that felt like he was licking me.
Paying attention not to let my disgust show, I clearly nodded.
âYeah, I taught Lars and others. If you have any doubts, feel free to ask themâ
â⊠Lars, what you say?â
After sinking into silence for a moment, perhaps unable to believe me the baron turned to Lars.
Although sullen, Lars nodded yes.
âYeah, thatâs right. I was taught by that person. She is without a doubt the original recipe ownerâ
âA lass like this⊠how can it⊠beâ
Surprised, the baron looked at me.
Sorry for being a lass.
However, it seems Baron Wire didnât notice my identity.
He doesnât seem like he intends to ask me for name, he sees me as a mere town girl or a daughter of a lower-grade noble. That must be it.
Of course, I donât intend to give my name without being asked either, but supposing he knew who I am, I expect the baron wouldnât take such an attitude.
He was toady towards Brother, if he found out Iâm his little sister, heâd rather approach while rubbing his hands together.
No, that too would feel unpleasant, so I want to prevent that.
I have no idea what the baron thought after he looked at me from head to toe, but suddenly he smiled broadly.
As he showed a broad, slovenly smile, he began talking in a coaxing voice.
My back shivered in disgust.
âI see, youâre the original recipe developer. On a closer look, you got a beautiful face. Then, you should discard that man and come with me. I will cherish you every night if youâre a good kidâ
âI refuseâ
I responded immediately. And cherish you every night !?
Disgusting!! I could tell my whole body got goosebumps.
The eyes looking at me are obscene. It looks like the rumors of his lechery are true.
I felt his gaze stick to my chest and hips.
I desperately resisted my face twitching.
âBaron Wire, I recall you have a wife. To act without her permission⊠Itâs an unthinkable thingâ
I tried referring to his second wife, but the baron didnât step back at all.
Rather, he said, impressed.
âHou. You know well. Certainly, I have a wife. But I have ten mistresses beside her. I think Iâll add you to themâ
Itâs unnecessary concern!!
While swallowing my desire to shout, I calmly responded. I canât help that my voice quivered a little in anger.
âWith the exception of royalty, our country practices monogamy. The law doesnât permit having mistresses. Such a thing shouldnât be allowedâ
Ah, my goosebumps arenât settling down.
In a coaxing voice old geezer spat out disgusting words.
âThere arenât any fellows whoâd try to crack down on me. When an audit comes once in a while, I entertain them a little to have them turn a blind eye. Iâll shower you in luxuries. Beautiful dresses and jewels. All you need is to reveal the original recipe to me and serve meâ
⊠Donâtă»fuckă»withă»me.
Dammit, heâs the worst.
I knew he made full use of his money to take the young second wife, but without being satisfied that old geezer seems to be making a harem.
Itâs not formally allowed in this country to keep a mistress. But, while itâs truly deplorable, there are great numbers of nobles with mistresses.
Still, if itâs exposed, theyâll naturally receive a punishment, so even if they keep one the etiquette is to at the very least hide it from your surroundings. Itâs too foolish to speak of it unashamedly.
His mistresses are of course all women he brought with him as collaterals. Serving such a man by choice is unthinkable.
Itâs absolutely unforgivable. Iâll tell Will about our talk later.
âI stated that I refuse. I will not become one of Baronâs mistressesâ
âWhat?â
âI am not troubled for money, all I wanted is to spread the original recipe to many people. There is no reason for me to accept Baronâs invitationâ
âYou say you wonât do as I desire!â
âYesâ
When I clearly nodded, the baron scowled at me red-faced.
But, used to Fatherâs anger, I didnât feel scared at all.
When I looked back with composure, the baron grew more and more angry.
âEven though a person tries to generously cherish you! You are the same as Lars over there! A fool whoâs a waste of favor!!â
I directed a chilly gaze at the baron who stamped his feet like a spoiled brat.
âIâm troubled to be called a fool just because I donât act as you desire. This is both my and Larsâs feeling. We donât want to serve Baron. Thatâs allâ
âYeah, itâs exactly like thatâ
Lars who had been silent until then cut in.
As Lars walked up to me, we faced the baron.
âIâve repeatedly said I will not go. Only you donât recognize that. Itâs the same for Masterâ
But, the baron didnât give in. He made a creepy smile and asked Lars a question.
âYouâre saying that, but didnât you go deep in debt to rebuild this shop? No matter how ambitious you are, nothing will start without funds. I know. You shouldâve run out of capital at that time. And in this town, no matter where you go into debt, the promissory note will end with me. Now, Iâll forgive your debt. Thatâs why, first come to my placeâ
âI refuseâ
âDonât put on a brave front. Itâll be a long time before money flows into your shop. The time limit to repay the debt should come earlier. So Iâm only trying to helpâ
Lars shrugged his shoulders. And sent me a glance.
âIâm not in debt. All the funds came from Master. I havenât borrowed any money, so what reason do I have to turn to you for helpâ
âFrom this lass!?â
Shrugging my shoulders as the baron glared at me, I answered.
âItâs your misunderstanding that Iâm a poor lass. Thereâs no particular problem with funds, thereâs still a leeway. It seems youâve been impatient since our shop has started to flourish, however your research was insufficient. The reality is we have no debtsâ
ââŠâ
Certainly, as the baron says, only the next month a sizeable amount of money will flow in, but because weâre not particularly troubled for funds thereâs no problem.
Because curry is a hit, thereâs already a bright prospect of recovering the initial expenses, or rather it looks like soon weâll amass a fortune.
âYou established a new shop in front of Larsâs and offered food cheap to win him over. Certainly, Larsâs shop couldnât maintain itself. All that was left was to drive him in debt and you could celebrate. I guess you wanted Lars that much, but you canât use the same method anymore, okay? No matter how cheap your shop is, it wonât work. Our customers donât come to eat cheap, delicious food, but to eat âcurryâ, your shop has no influence on it. Feel free to challenge us, we shall acceptâ
Shouldnât you rather offer things free of charge , when I asked that, his expression turned dreadful.
âBut if you do that, I have no doubt you will ruin yourself. Now then, what will you do? Should we have a contest until one of us falls in debt?â
âLass⊠you bitchâ
As the old geezer scowled at me while grinding his teeth, I spoke high-handedly on purpose.
âI donât mind if you want to discard a cook or two. If you just leave us alone, I believe we wonât do anything in particular. Because we arenât children, I would like you stop unreasonably desiring everythingâ
âAre you calling me a child!â
While annoyed by the old geezer standing and shouting, I continued my talk.
âIf you want to challenge us, please do it by legitimate means. Itâs a matter of course for Baron Wire, isnât it. Somehow or other youâve been doing that until now, thatâs why authorities cannot intervene either. Now then, please return home. Itâs about time to reopen. As Iâve said, if itâs a respectable match, we will acceptâ
When I vigorously thrust my finger, after saying nothing for a while, the baron spoke in a voice so low it made skin crawl.
â⊠I will withdraw for todayâ
The baron glared at me in vexation, but suddenly he noticed the chocolate box on my desk.
In the twinkling of an eye he approached and grabbed it.
âHou, chocolate. Itâs just right, Iâve gotten a little tired entertaining you. Iâll take it as a recompenseâ
âBastard!!â
âItâs fine, Lars. Yeah, if youâre fine with such a thing, please take itâ
âHmph, you finally gave a decent response at the very end. Well, fine. I have a weakness for sweet things. Taking this into consideration, I will forgive the numerous rude remarks today. But, I wonât give up. Lars, lass! Iâll surely obtain you, be readyâ
Never come here again!
While cursing him some more in my mind, I stuck my tongue out.
Perhaps satisfied with his parting threat, carefully holding the chocolate box and shaking his obese body, the baron left together with his knights.
As the silence finally set, a sigh leaked from everyoneâs mouths.
âSo that old geezer was Baron Wire⊠He was tougher than I imaginedâ
âRight, Master has never met that damn pig. Thatâs right, heâs always like this. Heâs convinced everything will go according to his wishes. He firmly believes everything can be solved with moneyâ
I nodded to Larsâs words.
âHe understood it wouldnât work on me, so for today he pulled outâ
âProbablyâ
âWell, Iâve heard he only attacks frontally for show. It would be nice if he backed down now that he understands we have the capitalâ
âI wonder about that. Once he wants a cook, heâll never let go. Master caught his eye, so itâs better if you are carefulâ
âYouâre right. But itâs as I said before, if he challenges me, Iâll thoroughly defeat him. I still have plans to release new products, so Iâll keep him company for as long as it takes!â
As I said fufun full of confidence, Lars poured cold water on me.
âWeâre fine when it comes to cooking, however what do you intend to do if he uses force?â
âAre you talking about him using the power of his baronial house?â
âYeahâ
The stiff-faced Lars is surprisingly prone to worry.
Hmm, after thinking a little I spoke.
âThenâ
âHm?â
I slapped Larsâs shoulder as he looked at me expectedly.
âWonât it perchance be the best timing to give my name? If he goes that far, Iâll also use any means necessary. Iâll tell the situation to Father and obtain the permission to crush himâ
At my decision, the kitchen became noisy for a moment.
âPrime Minister you say⊠Is that okay. You donât want it exposed, do youâ
âIt canât be helped. Itâs better than being forced to close without saying anything. If he uses underhanded means, I will respond in kindâ
â⊠Master, youâre wonderfulâ
Thomas next to me looked at me spellbound. Realizing itâs a worshipping gaze, I provided a follow-up in a fluster.
âAh, thatâs only the last resort! Donât take it too seriously. More than that, to bring up being his mistress, Baron is looking down on meâ
As I forcibly changed the subject, Lars laughed, understanding my aim.
âEven if youâre unaware, you donât such stuff to the future Crown Princess. You could be imprisoned for lese majesteâ
My face twitched at the dreadful words. I shook my head.
Ah, somehow I felt chills.
âStop it, I absolutely wonât be oneâ
âIs that so? But such rumors are going around the townâ
âThereâs no way Iâm fit to be the Crown Princess. Spare me from something so constrainedâ
When I denied that I absolutely donât want it, Lars and everybody around nodded, convinced.
âCertainly, itâs not suited for Master. Cooking like this is more like youâ
âYeah, I think so tooâ
âBut, Iâm angry that guy took the sweets Master generously broughtâ
When Lars changed the subject to the matter from a while ago, a bad smile appeared on my face.
âItâs okay. Rather, itâs just right he brought them with him. Itâll be a good revengeâ
âRevenge?â
âYeah. Because, they areâŠâ
When everybody gathered, I secretly told them the truth.
âââEeeeeh!?âââ
âFufufu, thatâs why I said itâs fine! Now, itâs time to reopen. Forget about that guy and letâs do our best!!â
I broadly smiled as everybody showed a surprised face.
Then I motivated everyone, and also helped with the reopening.
âWell then, what should I make nextâ
Thereâs a mountain of things I want to make. I donât have spare time to care about Baron Wire.
Since that day, for some reason Baron Wire hasnât come to the shop, and the owner of his shop in front was also replaced before I realized. My plan to thoroughly crush him ended in a complete failure.
The new owner is a serious person, after stopping the low-price nonsense he reorganized the shop to have fair prices, now weâre working together to enliven the street.
And, before I could accuse Baron Wire, heâs been arrested for having mistresses, and on suspicion of smuggling, embezzlement, and fraud, before I noticed his assets were seized, on top of that he was deprived of his status of baron.
Because the timing was too perfect, of course I was suspicious, in fact I tried questioning my surroundings a little.
But, as the timing precisely overlapped with the shop being in full swing, it became troublesome as I got more and more busy, so I gave up on further investigation.
Ultimately, even though it weighted on my mind, I left it as is, and thatâs how we arrive at the present⊠Thatâs how it is.
The store revived and Baron Wire is gone.
Something unbeknownst to me happened, but after all everybody lived happily ever after, isnât that right?
With a strange feeling of indigestion, today as well I cheerfully headed to the shop.