Volume 4, Act 34: Muffin and the Boy Part 2
Cordelia continued to read her book after that, and time quickly passed by.
Shall we have tea soon?
She lifted her face when she heard the Witch speak and heard cheerful singing coming from outside.
Singing?
Oh, that? That choir tells people around here that its time for snacks.
Its not. That choir is honouring the saint.
You know, I was just acting stupid, ok?
Cordelia stopped breathing in surprise when she heard Gille correcting Vernoux seriously.
Saint.
That word probably doesnt refer to the person that Cordelia feared. But she ended up being reminded of the games heroine, Shelley.
(I thought of something awful.)
Even though it was her first time listening to the choir, she couldnt enjoy it because she remembered something terrible.
Whats wrong? Are you tired?
No, Im not Mm, have you two heard about the Dreamer girl?
Cordelia boldly asked what was on her mind. Shed talked to Hazel about it before, but she had never spoken to these two about it. Theyve probably heard about her because they go to town a lot, but Im curious about their opinion of her.
Vernoux and Gille widened their eyes when Cordelia asked them that.
The Dreamer?
Yes.
Vernoux said suspiciously, and Cordelia nodded. His reaction was as if hed never heard of her before, but before long, something clicked.
Oh. Come to think of it. Apparently, theres a child whos said to be the second coming of the saint. I dont believe in fortune telling, but people can believe what they want if it doesnt bring me any harm.
It sounds like all she could do are weather fortunes.
How about you Gille?
Well Ive never met her before, so I dont know. Well, I have heard about her, though?
It looks like theyre not that interested. Cordelia was especially relieved when it seemed like Vernoux wasnt really that interested in Shelley. Judging from his character, he probably wouldnt unconditionally become obsessed with the saint, but it was still great to hear it.
(Vernoux-sama was also one of the games capture targets, but he also played the role of mediating between the Prince and the Heroine.)
Weve known each other for so long, so I dont think he will suddenly change, but I wanted to get rid of the anxiety that was building up within me. Im sorry for doubting you, but I wanted to hear it clearly no matter what.
But this is unusual. Im surprised that youre curious about this kind of rumour, Dilly.
I heard about her from Hazel-sama the other day.
Vernoux choked when he heard Cordelias reply. He probably didnt expect to hear her name.
Are you okay?
Ye-yeah.
Gille, who had asked that while smiling wryly, seemed to know Hazel as well. Hazels name seemed to have worked, and Vernoux didnt ask her any more questions.
By the way, wheres Ronnie?
Ah, Im here.
Ronnie answered from the counter at the end of the shop while Cordelia looked around for him. He was sitting on a chair with no back and leaning against the wall.
Whatre you doing?
I was talking to a lady guest before because everyone was studying. Apparently, I look like her grandson.
Oh, is that so?
It was nice to hear about the sweets that the Onee-samas at work might like.
Before she knew it, Ronnie was tending to the shop. But he seemed to be having a good time, so it was worthwhile. Thats great. I want to hear about the sweets the lady talked about, so I can buy some for Ronnie later as thanks for today.
Cordelia thought that, and the Witch came back with a wooden tray.
I made some cocoa custard muffins today. Please eat it with this herbal tea.
The Witch said, as she quickly served everyone a muffin and herbal tea. The cocoa and custard were layered on top of each other, and the muffin was sweet and slightly bitter.
Its my first time making this muffin. I heard from the market that kids like this kind of muffins better than the ones with fruits. How is it?
Its delicious, really. I feel like I can eat a few of them.
Fufu, thats good.
The muffin was different from the sweets at home, but she felt the taste of home. It tastes nostalgic, it was that kind of taste.
(I could make some for Otou-sama if she teaches me how to make it)
But she wasnt bold enough to ask someone to teach her something like this at their first meeting. She was already here to learn. She probably had to wait for more time to pass before asking the Witch to teach her the recipe.
By the way, Dilly-chan, hows the book? Is there anything you dont understand?
Then, Ill ask you once more, okay? Who did you get the muffin from?
The Witch spoke gently, but it was clear that she was scolding him. Mick seemed like a thoughtless person, but he also knew that she was scolding him.
Im sorry.
Mick had reluctantly squeezed those words out. Still, Cordelia thought that he was amazing for actually saying those words properly, but the Witch pointed out a problem with his apology.
Mick, youre not supposed to say that to me, right? Thats something you should say to the person who you stole the muffin from.
Cordelia had forgotten about it since the Witch and Mick were talking, but the person who Mick had stolen the muffin from was certainly her.
Sorry.
Mick turned towards Cordelia and quickly said while averting his eyes.
Be mindful next time, okay?
Cordelia couldnt say anything other than that. Of course, she thought it was a pity that the muffin had been stolen. But she didnt want anything else since he reflected on his actions.
The Witch saw how Cordelia acted, passed the paper bag to Mick and then rubbed his head.
Be careful on your way home.
Mick hid his face with the paper bag and dashed away. The door closed with the same momentum after Mick had swung it open and flew out. The bell made a loud noise but quickly went silent.
Sorry for dampening the mood. Hes also a good boy.
The Witch slowly turned around and returned to where Cordelia, Gille and Vernoux was. She looked apologetic.
Its okay, I dont mind.
Really? Then thats good
It was difficult for Cordelia to continue the conversation. Mick was a little too naughty for her to say, hes very energetic. The Witch probably understood that she was careful with her words. It seemed like her subtle thoughts were being conveyed to the Witch.
Hes not good at being honest. He really just wanted to talk to you.
The Witch said as she gave Cordelia an untouched muffin, Here, have this.
He can communicate well with flowers and herbs and is really good at taking care of them.
Really?
Yes. He lives in Oulu Village. You need a carriage to get there.
Even Cordelia knew about Oulu Village. She had never stopped there before, but she had passed it a few times whenever she went out riding.
Oulu village was a little far from the main highway, so not a lot of people went there. Even so, there were coaches going between the Royal Capital and Oulu Village at fixed intervals, and Cordelia only ever felt like she was passing a peaceful place.
Oulu Village Is he perhaps from the poorhouse?
Gille, like Cordelia, was also thinking about Oulu Village.
Poorhouse?
In contrast to Cordelia, who was tilting her head in confusion, Gille looked straight at the Witch.
Oh, do you know about Oulu Villages poorhouse Gille-kun?
I do. They sometimes sell good produce and processed products in the Royal Capital market. The vegetables are delicious, and so are the pickles.
You must be a customer since you know so much about it. I also go to help them sometimes. I practised making this muffin because I wanted to treat them.
The Witch stood up while saying so and took a bottle out from the cupboard.
These are the pickles you were talking about Gille-kun?
You can take this home with you if youd like. Ill give you this if you eat it.
Mm, err is that alright?
He probably didnt want to coax her. Gille looked at the Witch as he spoke in a hesitant tone, but the Witch kept on smiling.
Buy some more after youve eaten them all, okay?
I will.
Gille nodded and smiled.
Ill show you around if youre interested in Oulu Village. How about we make some muffins and take it with us when we go?
The Witch said as she looked at everyone and not just Gille, but she was also joking about it. However, Cordelia heard those words and replied without hesitation.
Please and thank you.
The Witch widened her eyes in surprise.
Its a bit far from the Royal Capital, is that alright?
Ill ask Otou-sama.
Really? Then, well go if hes alright with it.
But the Witch looked baffled as she said that.
However, Cordelia didnt back away.
Translator: Blushy
Editor: Senji