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Tensei Saki de Suterareta no de, Mofumofu Tachi to Oryouri Shimasu ~Okazari Ouhi wa my Pace ni Saikyou Desu~

4. A Gloomy Supper

“Milady, you must be tired. Thank you for your hard work. It seems that you got delayed today. Did something happen at the academy?”

Right as I exited the front entrance of the academy, there was a carriage waiting for me. Standing in front of it was a beautiful black-haired attendant who greeted me.

He’s Lucian, my head attendant. He is tall and slender with handsome well-arranged features and humble yet elegant appearance.

To sum him up, at first glance, he gives a “capable butler” vibe.

He’s not currently a butler, but such a capable 22 years old young man may eventually become the Duke’s butler someday.

“………a lot of trouble has come about. I’ll tell you the details in the carriage.”

I took Lucian’s extended hand and entered the box-shaped carriage.

If it were my previous me, she would have excitedly said things like “A real-life Lady! What a sight! Such a perk!” at the sight of an exchange between a young lady and her servant.[1]

I leaned my back on the soft seat as Lucian sat across from me. The coachman then whipped his rod, and the carriage started moving. I took a little time to organize my thoughts, then told him what had happened today.

“His Highness, Fritz, has declared that our engagement is no more.”


Lucian’s blue eyes widened in surprise, then squinted dangerously.

“What do you mean? To joke about breaking off an engagement like that is……”

“Unfortunately, it’s not a lie. I was informed of this in public right in front of the academy’s entrance. Furthermore, I got exiled from the country.”

As I was explaining, Lucian’s eyes steadily sharpened.

“…… That idiotic prince. How dare he embarrass Milady like that. He deserves death.”

Lucian was mercilessly cursing at the crown prince.

For instance, “That simpleton is…#[email protected]%&%*!”

When he starts cursing like that, he has quite the foul-mouth.

….. Although I also called Fritz a simpleton prince in my mind, so I’m not really one to talk.

….. Well, let’s leave them as inner monologues.

Lucian always behaves like a perfect butler and conducts himself just like the upper class by nature, but he’s, in reality, a low-born commoner. Because he has been serving me for a long time, sometimes his tone reverts to when he lived as a commoner.

“That idiot prince. I knew he would do it one day, but… Are you going to accept his unreasonable demands such as banishment, Milady?

“I’m going to leave the country gracefully. We must not divide the country by deepening the conflict between my house and the royal family.”

“Aristocrats should devote themselves to the people and the country.”

These were one of the few words I received from my father.

The level of civilization in this world should roughly correspond to what we call the Middle Ages in modern times. There are strict differences in social status, especially in our country, there is a vast difference in class between commoners and aristocrats.

Many aristocrats act tyrannically without regard for commoners. Wherein, my father proudly strives to fulfill his duties as an aristocrat. I admired him a lot for that. But, in truth, as his daughter, I don’t remember him being affectionate with me at all. And now, with memories of being loved by parents in my previous life regained, I have a few thoughts, but I’ll leave them alone for now.

“…… My exile destination hasn’t been decided yet. Chances are, they might send me to the Empire or another terrible country. Lucian, if that does happen, you’ll leave me and remain in the kingdom–“

“Milady, if you allow me, I will follow you till the end of the earth.”

Lucian declared to me.

“It was Lady Leticia who took me from the orphanage after losing my parents.”

“Lucian …………”

Seven years ago, when I was ten years old. My father ordered me to select a number of people to become my attendants, but I was worried about choosing. That’s when we happened upon a 15-year-old Lucian while visiting an orphanage as part of charity work.

Despite his concerning lack of proper education, Lucian learned how to read and write by imitating others, and he helped run the orphanage. Impressed by his excellence, I strongly recommended Lucian to my father to become my attendant.

My father was hesitant at first, so he gave Lucian one year to assess his worth. As a result, Lucian learned etiquette and perfected it, as well as acquired skills as a servant. In just a year he was recognized by my father.

…….I think what I did was kind of bold, but the end result was all right.

In general, a Lady from a Duke’s family would naturally stay far away from people of lower backgrounds. It was just a while ago that I regained my past life’s memories, but my experiences and values from my past life might have, more or less, influenced my current self.

“Thank you, Lucian. You don’t have to feel indebted to me. I assigned you by my side because I wanted an outstanding attendant. It was for my own self-interest.”

“I’m well aware. Of Milady’s reasons too. How they do not only stem from self-interest, but they also steam from thoughtfulness towards me. I’m also well aware of Milady’s pride and kindness as the daughter of the Duke, and Milady’s concern and love for this country. I know it well.”

Lucian put his hand on his chest, saluting me.

To be at the receiving end of such genuine respect, it made me happy and a little bit embarrassed but warm inside, nonetheless.

………… Now that I think about it, today was a terrible day.

My engagement got annulled, I got pushed in the fountain, my ex-fiancé cursed at me, and got threatened by a muscular guy.

It was a series of events that had me exposed to hostility and hatred, and that made me feel insecure. Amid all that, Lucian’s show of devoted loyalty made me feel a sense of relief.

“I’m must be very lucky to have a loyal person like you.”

“I’m undeserving of such words Milady.”

Lucian smiled with not only courteous​ respect but also with deep affection.

——————- This soothing moment ended with the slowing of the carriage’s wheels. We were nearing the duke’s residence, in the eastern part of the capital.

“Don’t be so discouraged, Milady. No matter what happens, I’m on your side.”

I thanked Lucian for handling my depressed mood.

He didn’t show it, but I’m sure it got conveyed since we’ve known each other for years.

“It must be hard to tell your father, the Duke, about the annulled engagement…… I’m sure the Duke won’t unreasonable blame you.”

” ……… Yes, I’m sure. “

I smiled at Lucian ambiguously then looked away.

I was indeed dreading informing my father of the cancellation of my engagement and the exilement. But the most pressing matter for me now is not that.

It might seem trivial to other people, but to my reincarnated self, there’s one thing that I fear most.

The sun was starting to set by the time I got out of the carriage.

———– It was almost dinner time.


I went to my room to change, and after a while, a maid knocked on my door, informing me that dinner was ready.

As always, I put on an elegant expressionless facade that lives up to being a lady from a Duke’s family. But, in reality, I was feeling rather grim, As the maid led me to the dining room.

……… The background music that was playing inside my head was Donna Donna​.[2]

The duke’s residence was vast. Donna’s lyrics were halfway through the second verse when we reached the dining room. The maid drew out a seat for me from the dining table that could easily accommodate ten people.

Shortly after I sat down, the back door opened.


A strong smell that stimulates the nasal cavity was emitting.

Even though the smell is still far away, I could tell by the spices used in the cooking.

…… No matter how you look at it, it’s no good. Thank you very much.

As a way to escape reality, I acted out some comedian routines in my head, in the meantime, the dishes got served.

This country’s serving style was to line up everything on the table at the same time, from the main dish to the soup. The intensity of the smell made me feel helpless, so I timidly grasped my fork.

Let’s start with the appetizer.

It was a green salad made of vegetables harvested from the outskirts of the royal capital. The problem was with the gleaming sauce that was on the vegetables.

It was gooey and looked a lot like brown sauce from my previous life but only appearance-wise. You can tell the difference as soon as you take a bite. It has a strong but indescribable flavour; it’s both too spicy and too sour at the same time. The sauce was so strong that I couldn’t taste the supposedly fresh vegetables.

Honestly, it wasn’t delicious at all, but I gulped it down with a composed face. In an instant, I was in control of my facial expression. I cultivated this skill to the max as both a corporate slave and a Lady from a Duke’s family.

Unfortunately, the same sauce was also on the main dish, which was meat. Of course, vegetables and meat are not the same, so the sauce is mixed differently. But it still had the same effect, and I also couldn’t taste the meat. I was no longer eating seasoned meat, but meat-looking chunks of spices.

If I were to compare this meat to the ones in Japan, it would be equivalent to high-class A5 meat. However, this dish didn’t make use of these excellent qualities and was extremely disappointing.

……………well, it’s not so bad that you can’t eat it.

All the dishes on the table from meat to vegetables, and perhaps even the spices used too, and are undoubtedly first-class ingredients available in this country.

Nevertheless, it is not delicious.

These spices that had been sprinkled and kneaded into the dishes ruined them. It was such a waste.

Do you like spices by their own?

My favorite food was Stir-fried vegetables with black peppers that I used to make in my past life. But I think that the food right in front of me was too much. The saying “Too much is as bad as too little.” never rung truer to me till now.

There is a reason why they use so many spices in these dishes, it was because of the newly discovered sea route with the southern continent 40 years ago. It had people smacking their lips at the new variety of spices coming from there.

The food’s conditions in this world were not the same as my previous one. There wasn’t even selective breeding for the vegetables. As such, they brought large amounts of spices to increase the flavour and for the preservation of the food.

People were so obsessed with these spices, that even high-ranking aristocrats also began to collect them. And it became a sort of competition to show off one’s wealth and status by making food with plenty of spices. It was so overheated.

As a result, the original taste of the ingredients got ignored, like these dishes on the table. Of course, you wouldn’t find a commoner or just any aristocrat use this much spices.

It’s because I’m from Duke’s house.

Most of the dishes that are served at the table every day are almost entirely seasoned. But now that I remember how I used to cook and eat as hobbies in my past life, I found this a rather difficult situation.

By the way, the people of this world’s sense of taste was not that different from my past life’s. And the food from downtown, which I ate when I had the chance in the past was simple yet delicious. Moreover, the wines currently served at aristocratic dinners were mainly those with a refreshing taste. In addition to wine, water seasoned with lemon usually accompanies it too.

……I could only think of it as a way to ease the over-flavoured food.

However, the aristocrats appreciate such spicy dishes because of their honour[3]. And I guess that it’s because culinary arts here were not as developed in the first place, and the techniques to bring out the taste of the ingredients were not widespread.

Spices are delicious.

It’s true that if you use a lot of spices, the food will surely taste better. Based on that, I think that’s why they gradually increased its usage, which instead caused the taste buds to become numb, and in turn caused the dishes to reach this state.

This trend of smearing spices on food was not unique to our country; it’s the same throughout the western continent to varying degrees. Most dining tables of aristocrats use spices excessively, with few exceptions.

A rare exception to this is the kingdom of Liorbern next door. Perhaps because it’s a country with vast farmland and a great attachment to domestic food, it seems that their aristocrats didn’t use spices as much.

Liorbern was in upheaval about two years ago, and the crown prince got replaced, but the new crown prince seems to be very good. Thanks to that, their internal security improved and their reputation has mostly been good these days.

The moderate use of spices, the crown prince was great, and their internal affairs were superb. For me, who was getting violated by this over-spiciness and abused by that dim-witted prince, I was envious.

……………If I was going to get deported anyway, I’d like to go to Liorbern or a country with good food.

I earnestly wished for that as I expressionlessly ate this over-spiced food.

[1] ザ・お嬢様と使用人といったやりとりで、前世の頃の私だったら、「リアルお嬢様!眼福!役得!」とテンションを上げる状況かもしれなかった。I’m not sure what it exactly means but I guess that she’s talking about if she read a scene like that in a novel in her previous life or something?

[2] Donna Donna (“Dos Kelbl” — The Calf) is a Yiddish theatre song about a calf being led to slaughter.

[3] As in they may seem less if they don’t do that. So, for their dignity in front of other nobles, I guess.

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