Volume 3, Act 27: Happy Breakfast
When Cordelia woke up the next morning, she immediately changed her clothes and went to the dining room.
Good morning, Onii-sama.
Mm.
Cyrus was already in the living room. He was reading a newspaper over a cup of tea.
The newspaper in this world didnt have any illustrations or photographs, and, if there were no titles, then it would look like a dictionary because it was packed full of words. Therefore, there werent many pages.
It wasnt as common as in her previous life, but ordinary families could read newspapers too if they had extra income.
Cordelia usually read the newspaper after Elvis was done with it. Recently, most of the articles had been about the Founding Festival. Where important people could be seen, the Royal Familys speeches It was filled with political articles and articles about eating contests.
Several days had already passed since the Founding Festival, but they were still writing about it.
(A lot of things happened during the Founding Festival, and it was so peaceful because no big incidents happened.)
Thats good. But if Onii-sama is reading about the eating contests.. No, theres no way hes reading that.
(Onii-sama really looks like Otou-sama.)
They were about 20 years apart in age, but their presences were imposing. She wondered if it was because he was a deputy commander.
(Now I really want to see Otou-sama in a knight uniform.)
Hell probably suit it if he wears it now. Well, I dont think he would wear it just because I imagined it.
Her food came straight away when she sat down.
Todays breakfast was the galette and salad that she had ordered yesterday. The galette was made with mushroom, asparagus, cheese, bacon and a soft-boiled egg. She also enjoyed the chalky texture of the buckwheat flour.
Apparently, people didnt eat it often in the Royal Capital, but she had it for breakfast once every few days. Cyrus saw her at the corner of his eyes and looked up from the newspaper.
Is that a dish from the seaside city?
Yes. I found out about buckwheat flour while procuring herbs, so I also obtained the cooking method. They eat this dish in a more simple way where its from. Do you know about this dish Onii-sama?
Ive been there on a mission, but Ive never had that before.
Would you also like to have some, Onii-sama?
He probably didnt have any time to roam freely, since he went there on a mission.
If youre interested in it, then you should eat it. Of course, I didnt make this myself, but Im the only one who eats it right now. If I dont ask him, then Onii-sama will probably have his usual breakfast.
However, Cyrus shook his head lightly.
No, Ill eat that on my day off.
Cordelia was surprised by his answer.
He probably has training today. His job requires a lot of stamina. He probably needs food that will fill him up.
After a while, food was carried out to Cyrus, who had finished reading his newspaper. His breakfast seemed to be twice as much as Cordelias. He had a mountain of salad, bread, meat and fish Cyrus ate his food calmly and neatly.
( With this amount, it probably doesnt matter if its filling or not.)
She ate with him occasionally, but she always thought that he ate a lot.
Do you like eating?
Huh? Yes. Im always so thankful that the chefs cook all these delicious foods for us.
I see.
Um.
Do you have any thoughts on this too?
Cordelia froze for a second. I thought he was just asking his little sister what she liked, but was I wrong? She felt a strange sense of pressure, since he was acting like he usually did.
(He resembles Otou-sama)
That impression popped up in the corner of her mind as she thought about how to answer.
I hope that we can exchange food culture.
Theres nothing for you to panic about.
Cyrus had apparently seen her different behaviours, and Cordelia coughed.
I was just a little surprised. Im sorry.
She hadnt just been a little surprised, but she said that to calm herself down. Thats right, like Onii-sama said, theres nothing for me to panic about.
I dont think anyone would say anything even if youre interacting with Marquis Flantheims son.
Y-youre wrong!
No, there is. Unfortunately, theres something for me to panic about right now.
Of course, the only close friend I officially have, that I can send letters to, is Vernoux-sama. But I cant accept that he thinks Im sending letters to Vernoux-sama. Hes friends with me, like Gille-sama is, but strangely enough, I dont feel apologetic towards him.
Hed definitely make fun of me if he found out about this.
(Thats right, hell definitely laugh at me!)
It would all fit perfectly if I said the person who I was writing letters to is Vernoux-sama. But I cant accept this, Ill definitely deny this.
Cordelia pressed her hands on her twitching cheeks and smiled the best smile she could muster.
Onii-sama, youve got it wrong. I dont send letters to Vernoux-sama.
No. In the past, I wanted more stationery so that I could practice my writing. Thanks to that, Im now able to write letters to Hazel-sama without embarrassing myself.
The conversation was heading in a strange direction, and she became desperate. These random words are carefully coming out, she thought, as she spoke. I dont like lying, but its charming to tell a small white lie. She convinced herself.
Well, it seems like Vernoux comes over a lot, so its not like youll start writing to him now.
She didnt know if he accepted her answer or not, but he didnt question her any further.
She patted her chest while recalling that this had happened in the past too, when she had consulted Elvis about what gift to get for Gille without revealing his name, and Elvis had thought that the gift was for Vernoux.
(Theres no way Vernoux-sama would become an obstacle for my love life right?)
She worried a little and firmly decided to deny this if it did happen. At the same time, she also thought, I have to be careful so that I dont get in the way of Vernoux-samas love life. Ladies who misunderstand our relationship like Hazel-sama will probably come at me.
However, in Hazel-samas case, Vernoux-sama had used me to make her think that.
In any case, you should also exchange diaries with someone whom you write to, and see the results for yourself.
Cyrus, who had said that, had already finished his breakfast. Cordelia quickly stopped him as he was about to go back to his room.
Onii-sama, please give me the diary later.
Okay. Ill give it to you before I leave.
Thank you very much.
After hed left, Cordelia felt as if the strings of tension had been cut.
(Of course, Im the one who recommended it to him. So theres no reason for me not to do the same But-.)
However, she felt somewhat restless at the idea of exchange diaries instead of letters. She knew from her previous life that people only exchanged diaries with those who were special to them. Or at least, that was what she thought they were for.
(Im already exchanging letters with Gille-sama But its impossible for me to exchange diaries with him because its too embarrassing!)
She also felt guilty that she made Cyrus do something that she was embarrassed to do herself, but Cyrus and Christina were engaged. It definitely wasnt a problem.
( I wonder if I should explain to Hazel-sama that Im doing an experiment to find out the difference between letters and exchange diaries, and get her to do one with me. I didnt say if you had to do it with the opposite sex, now did I?)
Cordelia believed that she had to try it too because she had recommended it to someone. Its certainly hard to ask Gille-sama to do this, she thought as she ate her remaining food. But, her cheeks started heating up again just from that thought.
(I wonder if I can write adequately the next time I write to Gille-sama Im also worried about that.)
Because she was thinking such strange things, she kept getting embarrassed whenever she heard Gilles name for a while, she felt.
(Its nothing. Its nothing But Im sorry Gille-sama.)
Its very tough.
The next time I write him a letter, Ill do my best to not get embarrassed so that my letters dont shake, she gave a long sigh.
Translator: Blushy
Editor: SenjiQ