Isabella-sama who became my master from today, thought it would be okay if she didnât modify it too much, so she skewered the chicken-like kuku bird and onions cut into bite-sized pieces alternately, sprinkled salt and grilled it with excitement. The figure of the young lady shaking her dazzling golden fluffy hair and watching the kuku bird cook while humming was very happy, and I could see her cheeks naturally loosening.
Alongside the lady, I leisurely watched the kuku birds cooked. I could hear the babbling of the stream flowing right next to us, the voices of birds, and the sound of the fire that sometimes crackled. Looking at the distant mansion, the gardener was sitting in the flower bed and drinking tea.
Isnât this the first time in my life that Iâve had such a peaceful time? Just not being able to hear my selfish sisterâs hysterical shouting is enough to spend a peaceful time, but I also feel a little nervous and calm at a time that is more peaceful than I want.
âIs it about time for it to finish baking?â
I suddenly came back to the voice of the young lady who stood up next to me. It was dangerous, it was a deadly calm time and I was stunned.
I watched the grilling of the kuku bird by the young lady. It was a kuku bird that was cooking smoothly, but as it was baked at the best time to eat it, it began to turn into sludge and melted down from the skewer. Why?! I hurriedly brought a small plate and caught the sludge melting from the skewer. When I looked sideways at the young lady, she was stunned with her small mouth open. The stunned face is a little cute. Itâs strange and I donât know the reason why the ingredients turn into sludge, but to be honest, I canât stop getting excited. Iâm sorry for Isabella-ojousama, who is shocked, but Iâm looking forward to seeing what flavor of sludge is next.
I made the shocked young lady sit in the chair as I lined up small plates under the melting sludge. In the end, the kuku birds and onions completely turned into sludge, and only burnt skewers remained around the fire.
âIâm sorry, Anne. This time, I wanted to feed you decent food. . .â
After recovering from the shock, the young lady stood up from her chair and apologized. It seems that the energetic young lady couldnât hide her depression in the situation where she created sludge five times in a row. She, who failed to cook (?), is in the position of a dukeâs daughter, so thereâs no need for her to apologize to me as a servant.
The young lady pointed the blond head swirl that reflects the glitter of the sun at me, and entangled the fingers of her hands. Huh, the depressed young lady is also kind of cute. She looks like a doll or a fairy, but the small slightly moving figure looks like a golden chick. Itâs also a pity if the cute chick is depressed forever, so I comforted her.
âThere is no need for ojousama to apologize. And the taste is certain, so please be confident. I donât know what ojousamaâs food is from looking at it, so I think itâs the only dish in the world that has entertainment that you can anticipate it and be surprised when you eat it. I love ojousamaâs cooking.â
Then the young lady looked up at me timidly, and opened her mouth anxiously.
âReally? But when I become Ursch-kunâs bride in the future, wonât he hate sludge that you canât even identify until you eat it if itâs lined up on the table every time?â
I would be happy if it were me, but what ojousama wants to hear is not that kind of opinion. But according to my prediction, I think the boy with slitted eyes will be happy to drink it up even if itâs a bad sludge if itâs ojousamaâs cooking.
âI think Ursch-sama wants to spend time making magic items, so isnât it useful for ojousamaâs food that can nourish immediately?â
âBut he finished eating it right away, the break time will be reduced and the work time will be longer. Ursch-kun is already rooted in his work.â
âIf thatâs the case, why donât you ask Ursch-sama to eat solid food and ask him to cook from time to time and interrupt the production work? It will be a change of pace, and if you prepare dishes and tea and stand in the kitchen together, you can spend time together like collaborative work.â
When ojousama heard that, she nodded and started to consider it.
Oh, wait a minute.
âOjousama, can you make tea?â
âTea is fine. I can brew it without any problems. After that, thatâs right. . . the juice made by squeezing fruits is also fine.â
If itâs liquid, you can make it without any problems, but when it becomes a solid dish, it becomes sludge.
âThen how about soup?â
âThe soup melts and turns into sludge as well, and the potage type is good up to the the end, but it turns into sludge while mixing through the heat, so I canât do it.â
Itâs really no good when itâs âcookingâ. . . I wonder why. . .
The two of us thought about it for a while, but I donât know, so i decided to eat the newly made sludge for the time being.
The sludge, which was supposed to be a kuku bird and onion skewer, was a taste I had never eaten before, but it was very delicious. What is it? I felt a mellow taste with a little salt. Is it shellfish? And the flavor of butter and a little pepper? When I was thinking about it, ojousama murmured with sludge in her mouth.
âIt tastes like butter-grilled mumuru shellfish.â
According to ojousama, itâs the taste of a dish made by steaming shellfish called mumuru shelfish on an iron plate with butter and sake. I see, the dish called butter-grilled mumuru shellfish tastes like this. I didnât know because I had never eaten it.
âIâm looking forward to that crispy texture and the and drinking the butter soup accumulated in the shell, but itâs boring to reproduce only the taste and smell.â
For me, I think itâs amazing just to bring out the flavor of shellfish with kuku bird and onions, but ojousama seemed to be sorry. Among the things Iâve eaten in my past twelve years, the sludge she makes is nothing but a feast, so thereâs no problem even if it looks like sludge. Itâs different compared to what Iâve eaten so far. By the way, ojousamaâs sludge is like clouds. It looks muddy though. I was allowed to eat a normal meal while I was at the Schneiver house, but the food made by the boy with slitted eyes was creepy and I didnât feel like eating, and the sludge that ojousama cooked is more delicious.
Come to think of it, I donât remember eating food that seemed delicious in the place where I lived so far. In order to replace a young lady, the taste was secondary to nutrition, and when I continued to be trained to raise my level, sometimes I sipped muddy water. Sometimes I was given sweets and proper food on a whim, but it kept being taken away by my twin sister who was better than me, and it didnât make it into my mouth.
As I kept being robbed, I couldnât be positive about taking away someoneâs life somewhere, unlike my sister who could take peopleâs things as a matter of course. Sooner or later, I didnât get into training and fell behind, and there was a difference in treatment if I was not good compared to my twin sister, and my living environment got worse. My older sister Mary was treated like a princess, and I was despised as incompetent.
I didnât want to be born as a replacement changeling. Grow up like a normal child, learn, and work normally. I dreamed of such a life. I donât have to live a luxurious life by turning into a noble lady somewhere. I donât want anything to do with the dark guild, I want to live a normal life.
So this time, I have to thank my sister for taking me away.
She wanted to go back to the dark guild that treats her like a princess rather than having a normal job arranged and living a normal life.
I was intrigued by that boy with slitted eyes and replaced my sister with me.
But when you switched with me and went back to the dark guild, did you think they would welcome you with open arms? Youâve heard it many times. Once we activate it, our abilities will always be activated, so we wonât be able to get out of the body once we got in. Thatâs why they found out about the replacement and failed the mission. Theyâll cut you off when youâre trapped, so I told you to stay with that intention over and over again.
And yet she believed in the false words he said, âIf you are identical twins, even if you switch, you have the same body as yourself, so unlike replacing someone elseâs body, itâs invalid because you have the same abilities.â She is a sister that only listens and believes in whatâs convenient for her, so she really accepted it.
Because my sister used her abilities in vain, our ability to replace has disappeared. And by replacing my sister, I was able to escape from the guild without doing anything.
From now on, I will live the normal life I wanted with my sisterâs body. While being healed by a young lady like a chick, I work as an ordinary maid.
Well then, sister. Please take care.
The author has something to say:
Actually, as Ursch said, even if they switch as twins, it would be invalid and their abilities wouldnât disappear. However, when Mary activated the skill, Ursch evolved his [Envy] into [Envy King] and the fragment of Envy King turned into [Possession]. Because of the activation condition, Ursch needed to see the [Heart of the Envy King] activated before he could evolve [Envy] into [Envy King]. Isabella would be sad if someone was sacrificed, but as twins, they look the same even if they switch, so thereâs no problem. It was carried out with Urschâs arbitrary judgment and prejudice.
My usual rant:
In other words, Ursch found a loophole to get around feeling guilty because of Isabellaâs feelings so that he could get [Envy King] and protect Isabella from having her body switched. Iâm glad that Anne is a good person and truly just wants to be Isabellaâs maid. Things seemed to work out well for her thanks to Urschâs desire to get the skill and protect Isabella. I hope she lives a nice happy life as Isabellaâs personal maid. Tomorrow we start the âIs this really an otome game?â arc! Letâs see what a teenage Isabella and Ursch are like.
I hope you enjoyed this chapter and thank you for reading!