I Became a Servant the Dragons Are Obsessed With

55 – a name that spreads

One.

ㅡdalgrak, turuk… !

Glassware and cups are slowly placed on the table.

Fried biscuits were neatly arranged above the glassware. Inside the clear glass cup on the coaster, a dark brown latte gleams.

“… … .”

The ladies remained silent until all the tables were set. Everyone just stared at the dessert in silence.

Like last time, it seems polite to wait for each other. Even the grade representative, Sophia, dared to give her dessert to another seat.

Today, I’m going to treat Diora first.

It must have been caught yesterday.

Sophia’s expression was close to expressionless.

Diora, on the other hand, was only smiling with satisfaction.

ㅡFajik! paper weave… !

Then, suddenly, the two met eyes.

Sparks happen every day.

An invisible current flickers between the expressionless Sophia and the sinister Diora.

Although there were no actual sparks like yesterday, a suffocating and bloody atmosphere was created.

On the other hand, the other ladies were only interested in the dessert I served, whether or not they knew about this situation. That is, while wearing a complicated expression.

“With this, everything is ready. Then please enjoy your meal today.”

To ventilate the bloody atmosphere, I bowed down as I signaled the end of the serving. It felt like the break room would turn into ruins in an instant if it stayed like this.

ㅡWoong Sung Woong Sung… … !

Then, the reactions that follow at the same time.

ㅡWhat is this? Biscuits again?

ㅡThere is no candy this time?

ㅡWell, something looks very oily… !

ㅡ What is this on the outside? is it sugar Where is the star candy going… … ?!

ㅡIs it the same dessert as yesterday? Why? why?

ㅡI thought the restaurant was getting better, but this time the rest room is a problem?!

ㅡWhat is the drink again? Ordinary latte?

ㅡI liked the Misugarung or something I drank yesterday… … .

Again, it’s one color to complain about.

Not even that. I fully understand.

At first glance, it must be the same biscuits as yesterday.

‘No, it must have looked more disappointing because the star candy was missing. Does it feel like red bean bread without sediment?’

It seemed necessary to suppress complaints in advance before they spread further.

“Girls? Don’t be too disappointed and give it a try. These are the biscuits I fried and made myself.”

I explained the key point, emphasizing that it was ‘fried’.

ㅡYou say biscuits baked in an oven are fried in oil?

—-How meaningless is that… … .

—-Still, there’s no way Breeder would have done such a thing for nothing, right?

ㅡThat’s right. Let’s try it. Didn’t you think it was long at first yesterday too?

ㅡWell, there has always been a taste, right?

—-What… Compared to its predecessor, it’s ridiculous.

ㅡHey, Breeder! Can you give me a bit more detailed explanation?

It’s good that you added an explanation right away.

Public opinion quickly turns positive.

Was it because of the reputation he had built up over the years? The girls slowly reveal their trust in me.

I suddenly remembered what Raylin said yesterday. It seems that the fourth graders only talk about me after lunchtime is not a lie.

“Sure. If it was sweet biscuits yesterday, the salt mixed on the outside will whet the appetite of the ladies today.”

ㅡsalt? Isn’t it sweet today?

—-Oh! Do you think it will suit my taste better?

ㅡIf it’s not too salty, there’s nothing bad about it.

“If you want it to be too salty, try the special honey latte that was served together. The sweet honey collected here on Valkyrie Island will counterbalance the salty taste.”

ㅡSavory desserts and sweet drinks? You look fine?

ㅡSpecial honey… Honey made by honey hornets that only live on Valkyrie Island?

ㅡ You’re curious about the drink after listening to it?

ㅡStill, yesterday’s rice flour… … .

“Ah, of course, if you want to eat rice flour, I can give you the leftovers from yesterday. Just tell me anytime.”

Yesterday, if I wrapped it up in words with plausible exaggeration, today I recited the description of the dessert as it is.

The power of biscuits had already been verified once, so he was confident.

ㅡReally? I mean… … !

ㅡLet’s eat quickly! I can’t stand it any longer!

ㅡWhat was so sweet yesterday can become salty?

The ladies finally stopped being vigilant and picked up the biscuits one by one.

Some gave off a hint of displeasure at the greasiness on their hands, but that didn’t last long either.

—-Wow… !! Odeuk, Odeuk!

When the ladies put the biscuits in their mouths at the same time and move their jaws, a very crispy sound fills the break room for an instant.

It was similar to the sound of an ASMR broadcast where only the microphone sound was deliberately increased.

Even though it was fried yesterday,

As expected, the power of the milk bath was great.

It was good to keep the sack open so it wouldn’t get soggy in the grease.

ㅡCrunchy, crunchy… !!

ㅡ Haaa? what, what is this? Doesn’t it taste like dessert?

ㅡDoesn’t it feel like salted dried rice? The taste is completely different… … .

ㅡ It’s fried, so it’s very crispy, right?

ㅡIsn’t this the taste of craving for alcohol?

ㅡWhoaaa… ? Have a drink everyone! It tastes like the fat is gone!

ㅡBeep beep!

Suddenly, all the girls let go of their guard and start inhaling desserts and drinks.

‘Hmm~ It’s worth the hard work?’

I don’t think there’s anything more satisfying than seeing a dragon give up its dignity and greedily gorge on dessert.

ㅡTitling!

[Everyone is happy with your feed!]

[Gourmet’s feeding skill increases! (Currently Rank B)]

[There is not much time left for Gourmet Feeding Rank Up.]

I’m glad anyway today is a success

I am satisfied that the rank up is not too far away.

At this rate, like beast taming, I should be able to reach S rank quickly.

‘As expected, it was good that I made a separate drink.’

The combination of sweet, salty, and salty was simple and intuitive, so there was no big difference between likes and dislikes.

—-Hurt, sip… !

ㅡ Crack, crack, crack… !

“Well?”

However, even in the midst of this, there were girls who tasted the biscuits and drinks with an unusually passive attitude.

They are none other than Sophia and Diora.

They were still engaged in an unspoken war of nerves and deliberately refrained from eating biscuits.

It must be to keep your stomach empty for the special dessert that will be served later.

***

2.

Academy lunch break.

Free time for all students.

Free time is equal and benevolent.

Lunchtime and free time were the times that all students eagerly awaited.

Originally, the time period should be full of vitality.

But lately, the energy has waned a lot.

As soon as the semester started, many students’ dissatisfaction soared.

The reason is the drastic drop in restaurant food quality.

‘Is the academic atmosphere degraded just by eating? After all this, how are you going to prepare for the invasion of the demonic dragon? … .’

—-Swipe, swipe… !

Sitting in the student cafeteria, Vice Principal Benetric uses a fork and knife to cut fried whole chicken into bite-size pieces.

She had no choice but to come to the temple and have a meal due to a series of suggestions from students.

Normally, I would have gone out to the continent with other professors to eat out.

“Hmm, although it’s modest, it doesn’t look too bad.”

Bennettrik dipped the fried whole chicken leg in salt and brought it to the mouth.

ㅡwell well… … .

She savored the food in silence.

The more you chew the chicken, the narrower your brows will be.

It was proof that all the nerves were focused on the sense of taste.

‘It is true that the quality of food has declined compared to last semester, 50 years ago. Still, it’s not too bad to eat, is it?’

This was Bennettrick’s impression.

Of course, I didn’t like it, but

Because it was completely different from the rumors I had heard.

“Tsk, I can’t even stand this much after being in the 4th grade… … .”

Vice Principal Bennett said that it was not bad, and immediately put down the fork and knife. Only after tasting the whole chicken leg.

It was. This ended the meal.

It was almost colorless that he had just left a review saying he wasn’t bad.

I’m sure it wasn’t bad, but

She wasn’t quite up to her standards.

It was difficult to continue eating any longer.

Even so, she was proud of herself as a gourmet.

“I have to say something in class tomorrow. It’s just that it’s not as tasty as it is, and I’m shaking my head—”

ㅡoh oh oh oh… … ?!

‘What are you talking about all of a sudden? Who dares to tremble uncultured in a restaurant that should be solemn?’

A shriek of exclamation that interrupted Bennettrick’s words. When she turned her head toward the source of the sound, students were eating at a table on one side.

ㅡ Why is it worth eating today?!

ㅡisn’t it? did i say It’s because the white guy took care of me yesterday, right? Can you expect more for dinner?!

ㅡRaylin? Could you be quiet while eating?

ㅡAh, sister! How could my sister be okay? If it wasn’t for the albino yesterday, the chef in charge of the kitchen would have been in the other world by now?

ㅡRaylin, how long are you going to call the head of the dormitory a whitehead? I don’t approve of that nickname.

The chatter of the 3rd years reached Bennettrick’s ears.

‘Hmm? Are you the dormitory manager? The day before yesterday, the general affairs department and management manager reported to me… … ?’

At this, Bennett’s eyes flashed.

Like there’s more to check.

Her deep blue eyes, which had been calm even with freshly fried whole chicken, were sparkling with interest before she knew it.

Because of only one human being.