Civil Servant in a Romance Fantasy

Tasting Party with Tears – 1

It’s tiring to be arrested by Marghetta for being the Academy Inspector, but unfortunately I also have the title of advisor to the confectionery club. In the morning, the student council has to look at the fair budget, and in the afternoon, the confectionery club has to supervise what to do at the fair.

‘It’s not something people can do.’

The Imperial Administration, which treats civil servants like dogs, is refraining from concurrent positions as much as possible. Please, I hope the expo starts quickly and ends quickly.

I could see the lively members in my field of vision as I sat idly in the gap between a normal body and a tired mind. You are full of energy It would be really nice if there was a magic that transfers energy to others. Perhaps it was because I overdid it when I was in my teens, but I think my energy has weakened as I entered my 20s.

However, whether or not I was such a gossip, the six people who contributed to the consumption of my mental energy were busy preparing for the fair.

“It would be nice to have a variety of types. It’s a bit boring to serve only cookies.”

Tanian speaks softly, but I think I can roughly understand his intentions. If only cookies are put out, it seems that Louis will become a one-tool for homemade cookies, so let’s make other snacks. Tanian, who tried to talk back, looked a little salty.

“I can make cakes and bread too.”

“Louisé wants you to focus on the cookies. You can leave the rest to us.”

Louisé’s ambition to get involved in the production of other snacks was blocked by Lutis’s quick block. They would rather learn how to make it themselves, as if they could never leave it in Louise’s hands. These bastards, in the first place, I plan to use Cookie as a throwaway card and save other things.

‘They don’t think about their taste.’

There is only taste, but they fail to consider that they have infinitely high-end tastes. But it’s an understandable choice, assuming that some of the academy students and outside aristocrats who will come as guests will also have high-end tastes.

At first, I wondered if it was difficult because it was just the royal family, but then it couldn’t be explained why Erich couldn’t eat Louise’s cookies either. I don’t know if the average aristocrat’s taste is that high-class, I’m not an average aristocrat.

Anyway, Louise nodded as if she understood the desperate blocking of the members including Lutis. It’s because it’s better to see the pastry club members making different snacks than the manager making everything alone. Apart from the inside, the outside is a beautiful collaboration.

With that, the time for confectionery with the subtle scent of flour has arrived.

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No, but it smells so bad that I think I’ll get flour in my nose. If you inhale the white powder through your nose, it looks very strange. Don’t blow flour over here.

It feels new to see that there are other things in the club room that used to be full of cookies. Are these guys the ones who were members of the confectionery club who couldn’t make confectionery until a while ago? I am thrilled with the amazing growth. I wish I could grow to just this level.

“It’s better than I thought? I’ll save face even if I sell it at the fair.”

Erich’s reaction as he tore a piece of bread and put it in his mouth. It seems to suit my taste. Maybe it’s because I made it myself, so I’m giving it a lenient evaluation, but it doesn’t really matter. It’s a snack made and sold by royalty, royalty, and saint candidates, but who would be brave enough to complain that it doesn’t taste good?

In that sense, there is nothing wrong with selling a lot of cookies made by Louise during the fair. I don’t know if it was made by Louise or the royal family before I say it. When I think about it like this, it seems that they are suffering for nothing.

I also ate the cake with a fork. This isn’t much different from Louise’s cookie, is it? Let’s just put the meaning of making various menus.

“Brother, how are you?”

Louisé, who was eating each of the newly made items, turned her attention to me. First of all, I need my approval as an advisor to showcase these at the fair. He nodded at Louise’s words. Well, not bad.

“It’s okay. There’s no problem selling it like this.”

“Isn’t it just the cake? You should try something else.”

Luteis putting a loaf of bread in front of me. It’s a consideration that I’m not very grateful for. No, there are people who buy what you sell, even if you only sell flour and butter, not bread?

However, it was strange to give an evaluation without tasting it, so I tore it up a bit and ate it. This is a cake level, but it tastes pretty good. I nodded again, and another snack was placed in front of me.

‘Sir.’

“…It’s a bit large.”

I didn’t know when I was just looking at it, but thinking that I had to taste everything, the amount was quite large. Guys, torture is not a tasting guinea pig. Was the advisor I was in charge of, not the advisor of the club advisor, but the advisor of the food advisor?

“Anyway, since it was made by us, it is difficult to evaluate it objectively. Perhaps the advisor’s evaluation would not be the most accurate.”

“That’s right.”

There was no particular objection to Later’s plainly stated thesis. But isn’t it a little too much to ask six to eat alone? Even at the tasting corner, if you eat this much, you will be full.

But I quietly moved my hand at the six pairs of eyes staring at each other without words. I don’t think I need to eat dinner tonight.

“Coming to think of it, isn’t once enough?”

While we were eating quietly, Ryutis, the devil’s snout, started teasing us again. You bastard, what else are you going to say this time?

“Not enough. What?”

“I don’t know if it’s a cookie, but we’re making other things for the first time. Even if it came out well now, you don’t know what it will be like at the fair, right?”

“You’re right.”

“So, let’s keep making it. Once you get used to it, it will come out fine any time you make it.”

That’s how Lutis and Later’s eyes were fixed on me. Behind the two, Ainter smiled and continued.

“You’ll owe a lot to your advisor.”

And the members started confectionery with the same momentum as if they were being produced in a factory. Stop, please stop…

“How are you?”

“It’s okay.”

“What about this?”

“It’s worth eating.”

“Is this okay?”

“Yes.”

There are six supply routes, but demand is met in only one place. My stomach was screaming at the crazy logistics move that would make the flagship look like the golden ball. If I suddenly drink water like this, I will die.

The team members who watched me put it in their mouths gathered together and whispered.

“You say everything is fine, so I don’t know if it’s really fine.”

“Come to think of it, hyung, he eats just about anything.”

“Hmm, did I choose the wrong person to ask for an evaluation?”

‘They’re like dogs.’

Are you saying that after feeding them like this? He glared at the members in a burning rage, but he could not restrain himself with force, so he only calmed down the burning inside. No, it seems that Erich can be sanctioned by force.

First of all, I managed to pass the bread in my mouth behind my neck and knocked on the desk to draw attention. That’s all for the f*ck, you bastards.

“This is enough. It’s not just for today, so let’s do it again tomorrow.”

If you know, everyone go away.

I waved my hand and declared the disbandment, and only then did the huddled members return one by one. Except for Louise.

“Louise?”

What, what happened? Until now, Louise had never stayed in the club room until the end. If you want to leave a little later, the five guys are waiting to be with Louise on the way from the club room to the dormitory. Come to think of it, what did Louise whisper to the members earlier, did he mean to go first?

At my suspicious gaze, Louise took out a small bottle from her bag and held it out to me. Upon receiving his tube, Louise twisted his hair with her fingers and smiled shyly.

“That… My older brother seems tired these days. He said it was good for fatigue, so I brought it.”

“Oh.”

I was a little impressed. A beautiful conscience was blooming among the rotten clubs who didn’t even know what I was going through behind the scenes.

‘Even if the members resemble only half of the manager.’

It was an academy life where fatigue was accumulating just by standing still, and on top of that, being dragged by Marghetta was accelerating the accumulation of fatigue. I didn’t show off, but you managed to notice that. After all, Louise is a flawless child without any guilt. If there is a sin, he only has the sins of the five people.

“Thank you. I’ll have a good drink.”

When I answered with a smile, Louise also smiled.

“Hey, brother.”

“Huh?”

As I was going to the shelf to put the tea leaf container next to my cookie jar, I heard Louise calling from behind.

“If there’s anything wrong with you, please tell me anytime. I’ll help you with anything, brother!”

Then he bowed his head, bowed, and left the club room as if running away. I heard the sudden words and burst into laughter.

‘Did it look that hard?’

I feel a little bit self-deprecating. Did I goof around that much? No, it can’t be.

I looked blankly for a moment at the door Louise had left, then looked away. I can’t believe it, but what can I do? It’s true that Louise revealed her true intentions. Rather than that, the priority is to prepare to welcome the soon-to-be guest. Because you are a valuable guest who will solve the mountain of snacks that are still piled up.

And scaring me to think of that, I heard a knock on the door.

– Smart

“Yes, please come in.”

Then a man opened the door and came in and bowed his head.

“How are you, Inspector General?”

“Of course. Is Sir Villars well?”

Welcome, my daily spare time.

When Villar appeared, I greeted him with the gentlest smile I could. This is what your prince made, so you should eat it too. Could that be the right thing to do?