CH 82

We all strolled back to Class A.

“Makoto, what are you doing for lunch? Hiyoko-Do again?” Carol asked.

“Hmm, sometimes I want to go to another place,” I said.

“… Going to an upper-class noble’s restaurant…?” Elmer asked.

“Yoshi, let’s go to a lower-class noble’s restaurant.”

The lower-class noble’s restaurant is a cafeteria for lower-class noble’s in the school building.

It’s paired with the upper-class noble’s restaurant on the top floor of the school building, but it’s got the worst reputation.

Everyone fell silent when they heard that I wanted the lower class noble’s restaurant.

I wonder if these guys have been there before.

“I’ve never been there, but I heard it’s terrible food,” Curtis said.

Of course, Curtis-onii-chan was sitting on the desk in front of me, accompanied by Elsa-san, Melissa-san, and Corinna-chan.

“It wasn’t delicious,” Melissa said.

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“Melissa-san, have you been there?” I asked.

“Yeah, it was Wednesday last week,” Melissa said. “And you know, you know, it was so terrible.”

“Is that so?” I said.

But don’t jump to conclusions without going.

Or rather, I want to go there at least once.

“Okay, I’m going to the lower-class noble’s restaurant for lunch. Those who don’t want to go don’t have to follow me.”

A look of anger flashed across everyone’s faces.

“Well, I suppose it’ll make for good conversation, I’m going,” Curtis said.

“If Curtis-shyama goes, I’ll follow him, myon,” Koishi said.

“I don’t have a choice,” Elsa said.

“I’m going too, because I’m used to bad food,” Cattleya said.

The swordsmanship group led by Curtis seems to be participating.

I look at Carol.

“Well, everything is an experience, isn’t it?”

“Uhihi, I love you, Carol.”

Elmer let out a sigh.

“If it’s with you, Makoto… I suppose it will be… a new experience…”

“If everyone goes, I’ll go, too,” Corinna said.

Corinna-chan also agreed, and everyone decided to go to the lower-class noble’s restaurant.

It’s on the third floor, beyond the library.

“It’s not very crowded.”

Carol looked around the dining room and muttered that.

“It’s probably because it’s rumored to be bad.”

Curtis slumped down at the table.

“I’ll get the A lunch,” Curtis said.

“Who are you ordering that from, Curtis?” I asked.

At that, Curtis grinned and pointed at Koishi.

“I-I’ll do it, myon, Curtis-sama,” Koishi said.

“Fu,” Elsa sighed.

I thought he was an old-fashioned man, but well, this world has yet to modernize.

We lined up at the counter, letting Curtis watch the table.

Today’s menu is simple: A lunch, sautéed pork, and B lunch, sautéed chicken.

For the time being, I’d like to see the A lunch.

“A lunch, 400 dolancs.”

I give four small silver coins to the salty-sounding Oi-chan.

On the plate was white bread, two slices of sautéed pork, some sort of salad, and a thin soup.

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Hmm.

We sat down at two tables.

A large kettle was placed in the middle of the table, with tea in it.

We pour it into cups.

Everyone holds a plate and sits down.

Curtis had Koishi-chan bring a plate, and Cattleya-san poured tea for him, making a satisfied face

Mou, all I could say is just go.

Now that everyone is seated, let’s eat.

“Itadakimasu.”

“”I thank the Goddess for our daily bread.””

Why is everyone worshiping me?

I’m not a goddess

Nmou.

I cut the sauteed pork and bring it to my mouth.

Pakuri.

…….

………….

……………….

Yabeh.

This is yabeh.

What should I do? I can’t chew it.

It tastes so bad.

I look around to ask for help.

Corinna-chan is also frozen.

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Carol was trembling with a hand on her handkerchief.

As for Melissa-san, she puts only bread in her mouth, and she looks at me with eyes that say, “Well, it must be bad.”

I pulled the pork stuck in my fork out of my mouth and put it on a plate.

“Goho, goho, this is amazing,” Curtis said.

Oh, Curtis is enjoying this.

Koishi-chan takes a salt bottle from the table and makes a salt mountain on top of the bird.

Elmer was freezing the pork with cold air coming out of his hands.

What are you going to do with it?

Only Cattleya-san was eating the bird with a calm face.

“What’s wrong, everyone?” Cattleya said.

“Cattleya-san, are you okay with the bad taste?” I asked.

“Is it bad? I think it’s okay. Our food has always been worse,” Cattleya said.

In such a cooking situation, how did you grow up so tall?

Is the Pickering family not eating well?

Oh, maybe something here is amazing.

I bite into the bred.

It’s so-so, I guess the bakery is Mikazuki-Tei.

Ordinary bread.

Ah, normal bread is delicious.

Corinna-chan spat the bird onto the plate.

“This is an unexpected taste.”

“It’s terrible, this, this thing, and so you know, the ingredients aren’t bad,” Carol said, wiping her mouth with her handkerchief.

The scary thing is that the freshness of the ingredients in the lower-class noble’s restaurant isn’t that bad.

The bad thing is the seasoning.

I drink the soup.

Yeah, it doesn’t taste good.

I ate a lot of bread.

Eat it with butter and wash it down with light tea.

Everyone is speechless.

Ah, if it was something like this, I should have gone to the upper-noble’s restaurant with Curtis’ treat.

It was too much.

For the time being, I finished the bread and soup, so I went outside the lower-class aristocrat’s restaurant.

“Mou, let’s never come back here again!”

“I agree.”

“Hell on earth is this restaurant.”

“That’s why I told you,” Melissa said, shrugging her shoulders.

“Iyaa, it tasted bad, all I could eat was the bread.”

“Mayocorn… I want to eat bread.”

“Are you going to Hiyoko-Do, Elmer?”

Gununu.

“Dulcie, buy us some bread,” I said.

“Yes, Makoto-sama.”

Suddenly, Dulcie appeared.

I gave her my wallet.

“Everyone, tell Dulcie what you want and she’ll buy it for you.

“It doesn’t matter, just get some saint’s bread, Dulcie.”

“I’m also getting a saint’s bread.”

“Mayocorn… please.”

Everyone asked Dulcie, and she wrote them down on parchment.

“I’m leaving, Makoto-sama.”

“We’ll be in the Saint’s Faction’s meeting room.”

“Understood.”

With that, Dulcie opened the window and jumped down.

“… The Weight Fist sure is convenient.”

“Indeed it is.”