net, and I was astonished.


No sugar, no salt, no other seasonings, no flour, no oil!

I quickly looked in the lower cellar and there were no vegetables, no smoked meats, like nothing!

There was a complete set of cooking utensils and dishes, but there was nothing for the ingredients.

What is really going on in this house?

Schwarz-sama lives here, doesn’t he?

My questions were endless, but I had to act anyway.

I knocked on the door of the room at the back of the second floor.

“Schwarz-sama, I would like to discuss a matter with you.”

I called through the door plate, and the door slowly opened.

“What is it…?”

General with his shaggy head, but in a low voice, like a groan of a ferocious animal opened the door which made my shoulders shake with fear.

He looks very unhappy.

“Oh, um… I’d like to… cook dinner, but I… couldn’t find the ingredients….”

He opened his big mouth like a lion as I desperately appealed to him in a frightened tone.

–I was so scared that he was going to yell at me.

I thought.
He yawned so hard his chin seemed to come off, but then closed his mouth.

“Sorry, I was asleep.”

Was it because he just woke up that he looks like this??

“Food, I see.
So there’s nothing huh.
Let’s go buy some.”

Once back in his room, the general came out into the hallway, putting on his jacket.

“Let’s go, then.”

I was surprised to see him heading for the front door.

“Are you going too, Schwarz-sama? …To shopping? With… me?”

Shopping for groceries is a servant’s job, not a master’s.
I was puzzled, but he tilted his head.

“Do you know this neighborhood well, Michelle?”

“Ehh… N-no.”

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