Translated by Appleot
Edited by Appleot
After lunch, as I was organizing the documents, I heard a knock.
‘It just so happens that it’s 3 pm right now. The best time for a human to have a snack.’
I’m not just saying this. I really remember seeing an expert opinion on TV that the best time for snacking is 3pm. Looking at the plate that the maid left on my desk, I spotted two types of cookies: sweet chocolate cookies and salty cookies. Just as I asked Poppina yesterday.
‘How am I supposed to give these to Serpence?’
As I thought about it, I felt embarrassed. Why do I have to bring snacks for a grown-up guy?
‘Serpence is a poor child neglected by his parents, a wounded stray cat. I am his grandparents and cat mom.’
I brainwashed myself. Yeah, be it a human or normal animal. There is nothing like eating to tame.
“Wow, this is really delicious! Would you like to try one, too, Duke?”
“No, it’s fine. Just seeing Lord Rivelon eat makes me full.”
Serpence replied with a smile.
Why does he sound like a mother? My immersion was broken because of him, so he should take responsibility!
“Well, still, though. Ah! I’ll bring it for you!”
I intentionally dropped my pen on the floor as I stood up, then I slowly bent my back, picked up my pen, got up, and then put it on the desk again.
‘Isn’t this enough time for Serpence to hide the documents that he shouldn’t let me see?’
Of course, there’s a good chance he’ll take care of the documents after I get home from work, but you never know. It’s better to be safe. I took a plate of cookies and approached Serpence.
“Come on, come on! Try it.”
“It’s really okay…”
“I brought it myself to you like this, can’t you just look at my sincerity?”
I said, deliberately giving off a disappointed expression. The Serpence whom I have been watching over this past week will accept this.
‘Look, he was a little hesitant, but he finally picked up a cookie!’
What he picked up was a salt cookie. Does he like salty things?
“How is it? Is it delicious?”
“Yes, it’s delicious.”
Serpence smiled as usual. It’s different from what I expected. I didn’t expect him to shed tears or dance like in a cooking cartoon. But like getting surprised, his eyes widening a little, or something like that, right?
“There are two kinds of cookies, but if you eat only one, the chocolate cookies would be disappointed!”
Saying that, I stared at him with an expression that I would never back down, and Serpence picked up another cookie with a troubled look.
Right, right! My baby’s eating so well!
“Last one!”
As if Serpence had given up, he sighed with a slight smile. Then, he gently stretched out his hand toward the bowl.
His hand, which seemed to wander a bit on the plate, picked up the chocolate chip cookie.
‘Is it sweet?’
His expression is still the same as usual.
Yes, I admit, I found a loophole in this operation.
‘My baby is always acting, so I can’t tell if it’s good or bad!’
Err, life is a one-way street. Let’s use sweet things. It was delicious, so he ate two, right? And let’s go out on the weekend and buy something spicy and feed him!
Over a period of less than two weeks, Serpence was fed snacks steadily.
The first week showed signs of discomfort. From the 2nd week onwards, Serpence came out more actively. This didn’t happen before, but there was a first-of-a-kind form sandwiched between the documents. When I asked Serpence how to do it, he came to my seat and kindly explained it to me, so I suggested another cookie to him just in case.
Although Serpence had a troubled expression on his face, he eventually ate another one and went back to his seat.
After that, unknown technical terms appeared, or documents from other departments were misplaced.
Even a one that was cleverly placed in a position where it would be found around 3:30.
‘Has he already figured out how fast my working speed is?’
Each time, Serpence picked up a piece of cookies or brownies. By the way, on the weekend, I bought chicken skewers, which is not too spicy, and brought it to him, but there was a response this time.
‘It’s like putting a piece in his mouth, opening his eyes wide in surprise, and quickly covering his mouth with his hand!’
The reaction I was expecting wasn’t like this. Serpence’s expression, looking at the chicken skewers with tears in his eyes, resembled the eyes of a monk who was prepared for any hardships.
‘He can’t eat spicy food!’
I was really scolded for bringing them. Come to think of it, spicy food must have been too stimulating for him, who had only eaten bland food every day for 24 years. After giving up quickly on the spicy road, I walked a single way on the sweet road. I raised the sugar content slowly, but this time I increased the sweetness and boldly challenged using chocolate macarons.
‘The results were very successful.’
Usually, the first time I brought it, and the one time Serpence came in for playing with documents. But today, isn’t he pretending to be looking for something, lounging around the bookshelf behind my seat? I fed him one more. It’s so smooth that he’s tamed enough to make me nervous.
“By the way, Lord Rivelon. Have you packed your things?”
Serpence called me during work.
“What?! Am I going to be fired?”
Why! Why did you eat macarons well until a while ago? Looking at Serpence with devastated eyes, he laughed, ‘Haha’. Then, he explained that he would descend to the Duchy of Prasidus, as he did not have an advisory meeting scheduled for the last week of each month. After listening to him, I think I heard that from Hans on the first day.
‘I should have brought the notebook that day!!’
Most of the documents are delivered to the capital for work, but there are documents that cannot be taken out of the territory, so it seems that we have to go down every month. There are other places that he must visit in person, and there are many things to do, such as doing inspections to check out any possible corruption by comparing the delivered original documents and their copies of documents!
“When are we leaving?”
“After Friday’s advisory meeting, we’ll leave immediately after lunch.”
Note that this is Thursday evening.
I’m going to wear my Friday clothes, so I can just pack three or four pieces and leave them there for laundry?
‘Wait, what about the snacks for serpence?’
Translated by Appleot
Edited by Appleot
After lunch, as I was organizing the documents, I heard a knock.
‘It just so happens that it’s 3 pm right now. The best time for a human to have a snack.’
I’m not just saying this. I really remember seeing an expert opinion on TV that the best time for snacking is 3pm. Looking at the plate that the maid left on my desk, I spotted two types of cookies: sweet chocolate cookies and salty cookies. Just as I asked Poppina yesterday.
‘How am I supposed to give these to Serpence?’
As I thought about it, I felt embarrassed. Why do I have to bring snacks for a grown-up guy?
‘Serpence is a poor child neglected by his parents, a wounded stray cat. I am his grandparents and cat mom.’
I brainwashed myself. Yeah, be it a human or normal animal. There is nothing like eating to tame.
“Wow, this is really delicious! Would you like to try one, too, Duke?”
“No, it’s fine. Just seeing Lord Rivelon eat makes me full.”
Serpence replied with a smile.
Why does he sound like a mother? My immersion was broken because of him, so he should take responsibility!
“Well, still, though. Ah! I’ll bring it for you!”
I intentionally dropped my pen on the floor as I stood up, then I slowly bent my back, picked up my pen, got up, and then put it on the desk again.
‘Isn’t this enough time for Serpence to hide the documents that he shouldn’t let me see?’
Of course, there’s a good chance he’ll take care of the documents after I get home from work, but you never know. It’s better to be safe. I took a plate of cookies and approached Serpence.
“Come on, come on! Try it.”
“It’s really okay…”
“I brought it myself to you like this, can’t you just look at my sincerity?”
I said, deliberately giving off a disappointed expression. The Serpence whom I have been watching over this past week will accept this.
‘Look, he was a little hesitant, but he finally picked up a cookie!’
What he picked up was a salt cookie. Does he like salty things?
“How is it? Is it delicious?”
“Yes, it’s delicious.”
Serpence smiled as usual. It’s different from what I expected. I didn’t expect him to shed tears or dance like in a cooking cartoon. But like getting surprised, his eyes widening a little, or something like that, right?
“There are two kinds of cookies, but if you eat only one, the chocolate cookies would be disappointed!”
Saying that, I stared at him with an expression that I would never back down, and Serpence picked up another cookie with a troubled look.
Right, right! My baby’s eating so well!
“Last one!”
As if Serpence had given up, he sighed with a slight smile. Then, he gently stretched out his hand toward the bowl.
His hand, which seemed to wander a bit on the plate, picked up the chocolate chip cookie.
‘Is it sweet?’
His expression is still the same as usual.
Yes, I admit, I found a loophole in this operation.
‘My baby is always acting, so I can’t tell if it’s good or bad!’
Err, life is a one-way street. Let’s use sweet things. It was delicious, so he ate two, right? And let’s go out on the weekend and buy something spicy and feed him!
Over a period of less than two weeks, Serpence was fed snacks steadily.
The first week showed signs of discomfort. From the 2nd week onwards, Serpence came out more actively. This didn’t happen before, but there was a first-of-a-kind form sandwiched between the documents. When I asked Serpence how to do it, he came to my seat and kindly explained it to me, so I suggested another cookie to him just in case.
Although Serpence had a troubled expression on his face, he eventually ate another one and went back to his seat.
After that, unknown technical terms appeared, or documents from other departments were misplaced.
Even a one that was cleverly placed in a position where it would be found around 3:30.
‘Has he already figured out how fast my working speed is?’
Each time, Serpence picked up a piece of cookies or brownies. By the way, on the weekend, I bought chicken skewers, which is not too spicy, and brought it to him, but there was a response this time.
‘It’s like putting a piece in his mouth, opening his eyes wide in surprise, and quickly covering his mouth with his hand!’
The reaction I was expecting wasn’t like this. Serpence’s expression, looking at the chicken skewers with tears in his eyes, resembled the eyes of a monk who was prepared for any hardships.
‘He can’t eat spicy food!’
I was really scolded for bringing them. Come to think of it, spicy food must have been too stimulating for him, who had only eaten bland food every day for 24 years. After giving up quickly on the spicy road, I walked a single way on the sweet road. I raised the sugar content slowly, but this time I increased the sweetness and boldly challenged using chocolate macarons.
‘The results were very successful.’
Usually, the first time I brought it, and the one time Serpence came in for playing with documents. But today, isn’t he pretending to be looking for something, lounging around the bookshelf behind my seat? I fed him one more. It’s so smooth that he’s tamed enough to make me nervous.
“By the way, Lord Rivelon. Have you packed your things?”
Serpence called me during work.
“What?! Am I going to be fired?”
Why! Why did you eat macarons well until a while ago? Looking at Serpence with devastated eyes, he laughed, ‘Haha’. Then, he explained that he would descend to the Duchy of Prasidus, as he did not have an advisory meeting scheduled for the last week of each month. After listening to him, I think I heard that from Hans on the first day.
‘I should have brought the notebook that day!!’
Most of the documents are delivered to the capital for work, but there are documents that cannot be taken out of the territory, so it seems that we have to go down every month. There are other places that he must visit in person, and there are many things to do, such as doing inspections to check out any possible corruption by comparing the delivered original documents and their copies of documents!
“When are we leaving?”
“After Friday’s advisory meeting, we’ll leave immediately after lunch.”
Note that this is Thursday evening.
I’m going to wear my Friday clothes, so I can just pack three or four pieces and leave them there for laundry?
‘Wait, what about the snacks for serpence?’
