His eyebrows rose slightly.
“It seems Miss Viscount Evanror likes to speak rudely. Saying ‘Shake it.’ and ‘Eat.’ I feel like I’ve become a dog raised by a rattle.”
“It looks like you have a strange filter in your eardrum. Just now, I said ‘eat’ nicely.”
“Unfortunately, the tone was not respectful.”
“It seems like it is past time to clean your ears. It was a very respectful tone of voice.”
Dazar smiled gently.
Suddenly, the elegant and dignified Dazar flashed by.
Seeing that type of expression with his relaxed attire was quite unbalanced.
“It would be great if you were a demon.”
“………”
“Actually, you are a demon, right? Say that that’s so.”
“Beep beep. I’m a human.”
“…What a shame. If you were a demon, your head would be rolling around by now.”
I scowled as hard as I could and thrust out the spoon.
“Don’t say weird things, first just eat.”
He glanced at my face, grinned, and gently pushed the spoon with the back of his hand.
“Eat first.”
“….Me? Why me?”
“How do I know if you put poison into that white-looking thing?”
“Huh.”
This guy is a talent, a talent.
He has an innate talent for making people feel offended.
‘Did he receive an assassination threat?’
Suddenly, the thought that that was a possibility crossed my mind since his position is high, and he is very famous.
I shrugged my shoulders and knocked off the rice on the spoon without touching the spoon to my mouth.
There was only one spoon, and I rejected having an indirect kiss with that type of guy.
“Is that okay?”
Only then did Dazar scoop up the rice with the spoon. He stared at it blankly for a while as if he didn’t really want to eat it, then slowly brought the spoon to his mouth.
Then he knocked some into his mouth the way I had eaten it.
It was a bit funny. Right. It’s natural that when you try a food for the first for the first time, you tend to follow how you see others eat it.
He chewed the rice slowly. He slowly repeated the chewing movement and blinked his eyes a few times.
Then he scooped up some more generously than before, and emptied it in his mouth again.
He asked with a slightly dazed look on his face:
“…..This, what’s its name?”
“Rice.”
Then he took another bite, chewed it thoroughly, and said:
“Unlike foods made with miar, it feels glutinous. However, because it has grains, you have to use your tongue more, and it’s annoying to chew.”
“…..”
He took another bite and said:
“Ahem. But the more you chew…”
“It’s delicious?”
“……”
He put the spoon down as if he was throwing it, and glanced around.
“…Yes, it’s delicious.”
That annoying guy’s earlobes are slightly red right now, right?
While avoiding my gaze, Dazar picked up the spoon again and diligently moved his hand. He only stopped when the heap of rice reached its bottom.
Then, maybe he was full, because he exhaled with a sigh and made a strange expression.
It was an expression showing that he didn’t understand his own self.
‘What?’
Meanwhile, I placed the rice plants I had prepared in advance on the table. He was silent for a moment, then tapped the armrest and said:
“How long does it take to grow this?”
His eyes were focused on the rice plants I had placed.
It seems he quickly realized that these rice plants could become the white rice from a moment ago.
“It usually takes 1 year to farm. It’s harvested annually. You sow the seeds in the spring and harvest in late summer or fall.”
“It’s similar to miar.”
“Well, that’s right.”
I learned, while working as the sub-character Akshonmom at the viscounty, that commoners also use miar as a staple food.
I looked to see if they eat something like corn instead of miar, but unfortunately, there is no corn on this continent.
“It is richer in nutrients than miar. To grind miar into powder, you need a windmill or a mill, but this does not really need that process. It is a very good foodstuff in many ways.”
“You know it well.”
“….Thanks to my eccentric hobby.”
He slowly turned his gaze and said eh, I don’t know.
It definitely seemed like he really liked it just a moment ago, but the sudden silence made me a little impatient.
“Depending on how much polishing is done, you can control whether you make white rice or brown rice. White rice is made to prioritize taste as much as possible, but if you want to prioritize quantity, you can shorten the polishing process. Also, you can make porridge with this, and alcohol if you ferment it.”
Dazar was listening quietly.
“In one word, it is a food that has many uses.”
“You know it rather in detail.”
“….I did a lot of research.”
“I guess you weren’t the top of your class in the Academy for nothing.”
“…..”
I felt it earlier as well, but this person secretly knows a lot about this body.
Well, Celia was excellent when she attended the Academy.
Dazar picked up the rice plant I had placed on the table and examined it here and there.
“So. According to your words, this is a plant that only has advantages, right?”
“Mhm.”
Actually, it also has a disadvantage. A really big disadvantage.
“Compared to miar, growing it is a little bit….”
“Little bit?”
“Tri-tricky.”
He narrowed his eyes.
“Miar grows even if you scatter it roughly, but for this, you have to plow the ground, and it needs water…. To provide water, you have to create irrigation…. Umm, you have to pay attention to the amount of water too…. Ah, before that, let’s start with the rice planting method…..”
No, why does it take so much work?
As I muttered my explanation, sweat began to form on my forehead.
“Really? Then you are saying it requires a training process. That’s good.”
What’s good about that? As I stared at him with bleary eyes, he clapped softly.
“I will provide you with land on the Shiaster duchy, so make this produce there.”
No, what is he saying?
I distorted my face and made a very dissatisfied expression.
“Wasn’t it enough to bring the food?”
Then he smirked.
Did you think that if you brought it I would cheer and distribute it to the entire empire?
“Then if I give you what you want…..”
“If you produce enough food to satisfy me. I’ll grant you anything.”
“…Anything?”
“Anything.”
My brow furrowed deeply. Anything you say?
“Will you really grant me anything?”
“Yes. Within the limits of what I can grant.”
Suddenly a good thought crossed my mind.
Come to think of it, there were things more important than money.
‘I can acquire our in-law relationship in advance.’
Then Axion and Vanilla will be able to meet from when they are babies. Since it’s a time when they don’t know anything, wouldn’t she be able to develop a crush naturally, even if he doesn’t have outstanding knowledge?
‘Dating after a contract relationship, isn’t there a saying like that?’
As the food issue is very important. Wouldn’t he grant even this crazy offer?
My head swung around quickly. My heart became anxious at the fact that I had come up with an amazing idea.
“Then, I’ll tell you now in advance.”
“Well, ok. It’s good to know in advance so I can prepare.”
Dazar shook his head as if asking me to speak.
I gulped, swallowed my saliva, and parted my lips.
“Marri…”
“Miar?”
When I opened my mouth up to that point, suddenly a scene passed by and I quickly closed it.
Come to think of it, in the original novel, wasn’t Axion engaged or something to a certain merchant’s daughter?
A merchant who coveted Axion’s abilities and created a false contract without Axion’s knowledge.
And Axion….
‘You secretly engaged me without asking about my intentions. You saved me when I was dying in the past, so as a token of my appreciation, I will kill you without you suffering.’
“Cough! Ahem.”
“What is it?”
I stood in front of Dazar whose brows were twitching, and shook my head.
‘No. Thinking about it again, Axion doesn’t have free will. If I do that, I might end up going down a terrible route like that merchant.’
Rather than suddenly doing this, wouldn’t it be more plausible for them to naturally develop feelings for each other, so I have no choice but to support their love?
I furrowed my brows and nodded.
Yes. I think it would be better that way.
I immediately spit out another word.
“I need money.”
“Money? Weren’t you just trying to ask for something else?”
“Umm. Well, rather than that, I think it would be better to spend more time watching each other….”
“?”
Dazar tilted his head.
Then he said casually:
“Good. Your request is smaller than I thought. I thought you were going to ask for something more excessive. My neck or something.”
“…..”
He thought I was like him.
Dazar sniggered in amusement as he looked at my face, which had changed like a freshly picked potato.
“Well, right. Then, first, come and enter the Shiaster residence as soon as possible.”
“What?”
Dazar looked dumbfounded at me who was shocked and asked:
“Then do you plan on commuting from there?”
“But moving residences is a bit….”
The difference between the Shiaster fief and our fief is so far that it would take an entire day to go back and forth.
Moreover, if I move residences, Axion will naturally have to come with me.
I was still very reluctant to show Axion to this crazy in-law who treated him harshly that day.
Then he whispered with subtle eyes:
“Do you normally like suffering? Your taste is unique. Why, should I torment you?”
“Sorry, but my preference is to be the tormentor.”
“Oh?”
“Please prepare the room in a place with as much sunlight as possible.”
He sneered at my quick answer and pursed his lips for a minute. What is it? Giving me goosebumps.
As I looked at him with bleary eyes, he slightly turned his head and said:
“Also, I’d like you to sometimes make this thing called rice.”
Then he added in a mumble.
“….For testing purposes.”
Hmm~?
