It was good to receive the pay early, but the problem was that fatigue would hit her body rather late. Vivian tried hard not to show it by smiling widely.
âNo, Iâm fine. Is there no other work to be done while I doze off just now?â
âYes, maâam. I donât think anything particularly happened right until I got here.â
âThe guest?â
âSomeone took their leave, so I just cleaned out the room.â
âThanks.â
âArenât you thanking a mere employee just way too much, maâam?â
Ez scrunched his nose while grinning playfully. Vivian smiled as well before responding; just because. She thought that she might have been different if she were to be appreciated by others when she was a servant back then, but she didnât say much.
âPlease hand me the broom. Iâll sweep the floor.â
âButâ¦â¦â
âYou canât, maâam. Youâre the one who said that one the basics of an inn is its cleanliness. If you happen to doze off, you, yourself, will then break that basic rule.â
He managed to steal the broom while invoking the story, which she, herself, could vaguely remember telling. Then, he brought her, who was looking rather sour, to the chair and made her sit instantly.
Only after confirming that she had sat comfortably did he finally begin to sweep in earnest.
Someone whom she had been grateful towards. She considered it to be a great fortuity that such an employee had come along to her inn.
âThank you, Ez.â
Usually, he would respond with something like, âitâs nothingâ, but then, not a single thing had come out from him. When her gaze eventually moved upwards from the broom, a voice slowly came out from Ezâs mouth.
ââ¦Then, would you like to go to the festival with me next time?â
âUh? Festival?â
âYes, thereâs going to be a festival next week, right in this village. Weâll be praying to God at night so that weâll be able to spend the hottest day in coolness and sprinkle some water. Itâs just beautiful. Seeing that it hasnât been long since you got here, maâam, so I can escortâ¦â
Ez, who continued rambling, had his ears all red. Vivian then realized that he was asking her for a date.
âSorry. I donât have that kind of leisure to join a festival, so I donât think I can make it.â
âYou really canât?â
âYou do know that many will come to the inn due to the guests from outside during the festival. On top of that, I have to look after Ashley as well.â
âI know but itâs only for a short moment.â
She drew a troubled expression at Ezâs words which sounded a little desperate. Usually, he would step back once she refused, but he was strangely demanding an answer today.
Then, during the time when Vivian revealed her troubled expression over Ezâs first display of aggressionâ
âIs there any room available here?â
A crowd of people had rushed into the inn, seemingly appearing like they were a group of guests. As the space between Ez and herself was broken apart due to their sudden appearance, Vivian quickly rose herself.
âYes, of course. How many people will it be for?â
âTen people. Weâre planning to stay for around 3 days.â
Ten people. Vivian quietly gulped in a breath. It was a huge number, considering the fact that her inn only had two to three people lodged here before. Nevertheless, she couldnât possibly lose this chance.
âThere are rooms, but you have to sleep separately. Will that be okay?â
âOf course.â
âThen, Iâll prepare them as soon as I can.â
âAh, weâd like to dine first since weâre pretty hungry now.â
âOf course, you can. Please sit wherever you find comfortable.â
Right after ending the conversation, they began to sit separately at the table. As the quiet inn started livening up, Vivian gave a smile at Ez while patting his shoulder.
âLetâs talk about that later.â
âButâ¦â¦â
Ez tried reaching out his hand to her, but stopped immediately.
âI understand. Iâll prepare the rooms.â
âCan you please?â
As Ez had already nodded, she sent him away and began to cut up the ingredients. Although she had never cooked ten portions at the same time, she immediately folded her sleeve for the first time in such a long time.
âAh.â
Then, something warm trickled down her philtrum. She quickly blocked it with the back of her hand, but her nosebleed continued to flow without stopping.
Vivian then blocked her nose again with a piece of tissue nearby. A spot of blood had gotten on her apron, but she just looked at it with nonchalance before moving on.
For her, as of now, her work was much more urgent than a mere nosebleed.
Knox, who came over to dine as usual, suddenly paused in confusion.
The restaurant, which had always been idle, was bustling with people. He could easily find Vivian, who was busily moving amidst a crowd of laughter, before heading to his usual seat and sat down.
The corner seat wasnât a preferred seat for most people, but it was different for Knox. If he sat there, he could enjoy looking at her cooking appearance best.