After I became a real young master, I became famous for my bad behavior

The next day, the sun shone through the window and into the jewelry box on the bedside table. In the jewelry box was Scott's transformation necklace.

Although the autumn sun is not hot, the light still wakes up people sleeping in bed.

"Well..."

The girl lying on the bed moved a little, and her long straight black hair moved on the pillow.

Stella muttered:

“Soreness...pain..."

Because I was too tired from playing yesterday.

The startup sound of today's system (author's end) is a piano version of Canon. After the sound effect ends, the system pushes open the first drawer of the bedside table and slowly crawls out:

"Good morning, host..."

Stella turned over slightly, and then looked at the system sitting in front of the jewelry box with sleepy eyes: "It looks like you are also feeling a little uncomfortable..."

The system (formerly Scott) rubbed his eyes helplessly and sighed:

"You are tired from the long journey, I am a freshman."

"But I'm fine. I don't participate in the plot. I'm just a spectator who doesn't need to think. As for you, it's more troublesome.

"I can see you're tired, otherwise you wouldn't have taken the necklace off."

Stella closed her eyes and answered the system vaguely:

"I think I have a week to adjust. What time is it now..."

"Eight o'clock," the system looked at the clock.

"Even though it's a holiday, Ivan should be up. And don't you want breakfast?"

"..."

Stella opened her eyes suddenly and sat up quickly:

"Oh yeah! I live here...what do I have for breakfast?!"

The system looked at Stella meaningfully with an expression of eating melons:

"It's very likely... I ate with Ivan. And it seems that it's not just breakfast.

"You also have to have lunch, afternoon tea, and dinner with him - oh my, what a romantic world for two of you~"

Swish!

Stella quickly grabbed the system in her hand and pinched the system's rabbit ears:

"Don't let your fantasies get to me right now. Ivan doesn't even know I'm a girl!"

The system quickly got scared:

"I know, I'm just saying it casually... Can you please let go of my ears? Although I don't have the authority to control the plot, as a system, I can still ensure that the host does not reveal his identity easily to the greatest extent!"

Stella was silent, and then honestly released the system:

"How are you going to... 'guarantee'?"

"Of course, it's to predict Ivan's movements. Although I don't know what he's thinking, I can still tell something from his actions."

The system flew up, and a display screen belonging to the author appeared out of thin air.

"Here, look! It's still safe now."

Stella looked at what was written on the display:

"Everything is normal, you can move freely" in green font.

"What if it's not safe?" Stella was a little confused.

"Then it will show what Ivan is doing..." Before the system finished speaking, the text on the display suddenly changed:

"Attention: Ivan is in the kitchen right now preparing breakfast. And judging by the quantity, it's a double portion."

For two...

"Ah...it seems like I have found my breakfast." Stella was a little confused.

"Whether it tastes good or not is not what I care about. As long as I don't starve to death, that's enough!"

Next, the display screen wrote another sentence:

"Attention: Ivan plans to call the host for dinner in twenty minutes, please switch identities quickly!"

“Uh…” Stella was stunned on the bed, “It seems that he doesn’t want to give me any chance to sleep in!”

After finishing her rambling, Stella quickly threw back the quilt, picked up the jewelry box on the table and ran to the dressing room.

After a while, Scott came out of the bathroom hurriedly after washing up, and then put on his vest and tie in front of the mirror.

After finishing everything, Scott sat down on the sofa.

Only then did he notice that the furnishings around him seemed to have ulterior motives: gray carpet, plain decoration style, no floor-to-ceiling balcony, and a duplex structure.

What makes sense yet a little weird is that the arrangement of the furniture is exactly the same as that of Scott's in the Duke of Impasse's Palace!

The most bizarre detail is that there are no animals or plants in the entire room...

...

You have to know that the prejudice of the common people in this world against the nobles is that they like to keep some precious animals and plants in their rooms to look noble.

But Scott himself is an exception.

His setting is "I don't like raising animals and plants because they die easily and it's a waste of time".

Only those who know Scott well know that he doesn't like to keep these things...

"But...how did Ivan know that I don't like raising animals and plants?!"

Thinking of this, the author's thoughts drifted a little:

“When writing the character of Scott, I did refer to myself... because I think plants are troublesome to grow..."

(End of floating thoughts)

Scott started to daydream:

Apart from my family and the senior knights who I spend every day with, no one else should know about this special setting...

Thinking of this, Scott suddenly remembered Sheen——

Sheehan did visit Scott’s room five years ago when he spent the winter in Imphes.

"But I don't think he would pay attention to these details..."

Just as I was daydreaming, there was a sudden knock on the door.

Boom boom boom!

(The knock on the door was quite loud)

Ivan, wearing a shirt and light gray pants, stood outside the door and said in an emotionless tone: "Scott? Are you up? Don't sleep in and eat."

"Uh...I'm up." Scott sat up straight and answered towards the door.

"Okay," Ivan shrugged as he stood outside the door.

"Come down quickly. I want to ask you something."

...

To be honest, Scott was a little hesitant about Ivan, but after tasting the delicious bread that was baked just right...

He made up his mind to concentrate on eating.

"Hmm. It tastes good... It turns out cooking with magic is so cool." Scott guessed that since Ivan could live alone, he probably used magic to control kitchen utensils to cook.

(Yuye’s inner thoughts: It’s delicious, I need to praise it more. This way he will continue cooking!)

"I made these meals myself by looking at recipe books," Ivan said calmly.

(Jiaming's inner thoughts: This is an essential survival skill for me in reality.)

"Ah... you did it yourself? I can't find fault with that." (Scott)

"Do you think anyone can afford a cook?" (Ivan)

-

After dinner, Ivan poured tea into Scott's cup, and then pushed the new black tea in front of Scott:

"Come and try this tea. It's a gift from Haines - the same tea they used when they poisoned me."

Scott was drinking tea happily, but after hearing what Ivan said next, he spit out the tea:

"puff..."

Seeing Scott's bewildered look, Ivan quickly lowered his head and tried to hold back his laughter:

"I'm sorry Scott, I did this to improve Ivan's character. So I can add some skills."

Scott held the tea in his hand and looked at Ivan blankly:

"...Dude, are you trying to trick me?"