CH 133

Chapter 133 – It Wasn’t A Peaceful And Pleasant Morning

The following day, I spent the night alone with Sylphy, messing around with her to no end.

When I woke up, Sylphy was already out of bed. I could smell something good. Apparently, she had already started making breakfast.

“Good morning, Sylphy.”

“Oh, good morning.”

Sylphy, who had already finished getting ready and was standing in the kitchen, looked back at me. I could not help but look at her with love and respect. I couldn’t help but admire her.

“What are you doing there in the morning…? I’ve set up a water trough in the backyard, so go refresh yourself.”

“Thank you. I’ll go and freshen up.”

I thanked Sylphy firmly and headed for the backyard. I should say as many words of apology and gratitude as I can. Even if we are close to each other, it is not good to neglect that area. Saying “good morning,” “thank you,” and “I’m sorry” are very low-cost lubricants in human relationships.

I took a bath in the backyard for the first time in a while. I’ve been taking warm baths lately. I wonder if I should build a bathroom in this house. Maybe I should demolish my work shed and turn it into a bathhouse.

When I returned to the living room, Sylphy was already preparing breakfast.

“You’re back. Come on, let’s have breakfast.”

This morning’s meal consisted of steamed potatoes, vegetable and bean soup, baked bacon, and boiled eggs.

“That’s a lot of food for breakfast.”

“We worked out a lot last night, after all.”

“Yes, you are right. We’re going to have another big adventure today. We have to eat a good breakfast.”

“Yeah.”

I dipped the hot potato in some kind of Elven-made butter. It looks like butter, but it’s not butter. Is it margarine…? It tastes good, so whatever.

The soup is lightly salty and brings out the sweetness of the vegetables. The beans give it a great texture. The bacon is salty but goes well with the steamed potatoes. The bantam bird’s eggs are hard-boiled. Sylphy said she prefers hard-boiled eggs. I don’t care either way. I’m happy when I dip boiled eggs in salt and munch on them.

“It’s delicious, Sylphy.”

“Really? I think Kosuke’s cooking is more elaborate…”

“It may be so, but I like your cooking better. I don’t know what to say, but I think my food is more ready-made. Sylphy’s cooking has the warmth of homemade food and a definite sense of satisfaction.

“Is that so…? Yeah, I’m glad to hear that.”

Sylphy smiled very happily as she said that.

☆★☆

After the meal, it was time to prepare for the adventure.

I’ll be wearing leather armor and an iron helmet on my head – but not now. It will be fine after Grande arrives. If I equip the weapons registered in my shortcut, I’ll be completely armed, though.

Oh, I should at least have a mithril shortsword on my hip.

“It’s all set.”

“I’m ready too.”

Sylphy was equipped with her usual black leather rider suit, along with Pale Moon on her left hip, a revolver on her right hip, and two steel kukri knives behind her hip. Completely armed.

“The rest is waiting for Grande…”

“GYAOOOOOOON! (I demand a hamburger!)”

“GOAAAAAAA! (Booze! More booze today!)”

“GYAOOOOOOOOO!? (Brotheeerrr!?)”

I hear the roar again, this time with a secondary voice. I also heard it yesterday, just like this.

“It’s coming from over there.”

“Looks like it.”

Sylphy smiled bitterly at my words.

“What now?”

“Two of Grande’s brothers have come to beg for food and drink.”

“Oh… what are you going to do?”

“It depends on their attitude.”

If they want to be friends as equals, then fine, but if they don’t… then let’s deal with them accordingly. I don’t have Melty here, but I do have Sylphy, so I think I can handle that.