#383
Food
I was momentarily taken aback by her words.
“Shall we eat ramen?”
Could it possibly mean what I think it means?
“······.”
An awkward silence fell between the lake.
Whoosh.
The wind blew between her and me.
“······ramen?”
I awkwardly retorted back to her.
It’s not strange to be treated as an adult now that I’ve graduated, but to receive such an offer on graduation day…
It’s not that I dislike it, but I’m a bit flustered.
More importantly, who taught her the expression “Should we eat ramen together”?
Is it Bella after all?
I’ve wondered before, but where on earth did Bella learn about Korean culture?
Earlier, she packed cider and boiled eggs for Olivia when we were taking the train.
And that was also uselessly distorted knowledge.
“I-it’s fine if you don’t want to!”
Olivia turned her flushed face away as she spoke.
Her lips were puffed out.
At this point, I can’t pretend I don’t know what she means.
Olivia’s implication is clearly that.
I swallowed hard.
Before my reincarnation, I was a clueless virgin with zero dating experience.
And even after reincarnation, I was still a virgin.
Right now… what does that mean?
I’m not prepared mentally yet?
This is so confusing.
“······Tch. Hmph. Fool. Idiot. Sea cucumber. Sea squirt. Anemone. Not eating a prepared meal is a man’s shame······.”
Olivia mumbled in a voice small enough for me to hear.
Her blatant attempt to be overheard is kind of cute.
Thinking this, I grabbed her wrist.
“I’ll eat it.”
Olivia’s face turned bright red at my words.
Her blue eyes were shaking like crazy.
“R-r-ramen, you mean?!”
Olivia replied in a trembling voice, avoiding my gaze and staring at the ground.
I nodded at her words.
There’s really no need to clear the table just because she said so.
For now, the Messiah and her leftovers have been dealt with, peace has returned, and I’ve decided to include all of them in my harem.
I was slightly taken aback by this unexpected situation, but that doesn’t mean I won’t go along with it.
In fact, I welcome it.
However, Olivia seemed shy and insisted on mentioning the word ramen.
This aspect of her is cute, too.
“Yeah, ramen.”
“Hmph! Great! Then as your exclusive maid, I, Olivia Napoleon Bonaparte, will personally cook and serve you ramen!”
“Alright!”
Olivia raised her hand confidently on her chest.
She took hold of my wrist and got up from her seat.
I followed her as we stepped away from the lakeside.
A picturesque rural village, which seemed utterly out of place for the magnificent Versailles Palace, unfolded before my eyes, but I didn’t notice it at all.
My face felt hot, as if blood was rushing to it.
Thump, thump.
My heart raced.
No matter how nonchalant I was, I couldn’t help but feel nervous and excited.
Holding onto Olivia’s hand tightly, we arrived at the largest house in the Queen’s Hamlet, where Marie Antoinette used to stay.
On the outside, it looked like a modest building, but the interior that Olivia opened up into was more extravagant than any palace.
Is it one of those buildings that looks different from the outside and inside?
Thud.
The door closed.
Through the fancy and noble interior, a window revealed the view of the Queen’s Hamlet.
“Hmph. Just wait here for a moment!”
Olivia released my hand.
She sat me down in an elegant chair.
Right in front of me was a luxurious mahogany table.
She stepped outside.
Crash! Boom! Rumble!
Moments later, a deafening noise echoed in my ears as something shattered and fell.
What on earth is she doing?
As I was bewildered by the tremendous noise, the door opened.
There she was.
Wearing nothing but an apron, she held a silver platter with steam rising from a bowl of ramen.
Wearing only an apron?
I can’t believe I’m seeing this in real life.
My face flushed with embarrassment from the sheer audacity.
“………”
Olivia’s face was already beet red.
She plopped the ramen down on the table.
“Ta-da! This is a super special ramen that I personally cooked! Being the noble French princess, you should be infinitely grateful and eat it! Do you understand?!”
Olivia pointed to her abundant cleavage visible beyond the frilly, maid-like apron.
A maid-style headband perched on her head, typical of those worn by servers.
And ramen in this situation?
Ramen came into view.
In the splendid Versailles Palace, amid the lavish European-style decor and the luxurious mahogany table, sat a bowl of ramen with a bright red broth and springy noodles that looked so out of place.
Next to it was a steaming bowl of rice, something you’d expect to see at a Korean restaurant.
I never thought she would actually cook real ramen.
I thought to myself as I stood up.
“No, I’ll eat the ramen later.”
“W-What do you mean?! You… you’re saying you’ll eat it later?! How could the noble French princess and great hero in the bloodline of the Bonaparte family, me, Olivia Napoleon Bonaparte, let this ramen sit around until it’s soggy?!”
Olivia shouted with a flushed face.
The sight of her pale skin beyond the white apron was mesmerizing.
With such a sultry outfit, she’s telling me to eat ramen now?
Honestly, I’ve held back every time temptation struck due to being a minor, but now, I’m no longer a minor.
There’s no need to hold back.
As I approached her, she slowly stepped back.
“Eek!”
With nowhere else to retreat, Olivia stumbled onto the sofa.
Her body blushed a deeper shade of red.
It got heated.
“I suddenly want to eat something first.”
“W-what is it?!”
Olivia said while covering her eyes with both hands.
I responded by grabbing her chest over my apron.
“You.”
“W-wait a second. Ah, I haven’t even showered yet…”
“Doesn’t matter.”
“Eek! Huh, huff… Here… Ah, no! At least in the bedroom…”
“I can’t hold it till the bedroom.”
“Aah, haa… Y-you… You’re being too rough…”
That day, I lost my virginity.
*
After having relations with Olivia for the first time in the parlor.
I took a shower in the bathroom, then went for a second round, a third on the bed, fourth round…
I kept going with her.
Whenever I got hungry in between, I ate the steaming hot ramen she made before going back at it.
It was like unleashing all the desires I couldn’t express until now.
Just as I finished the tenth round…
“Huff, ah, no more… Huh. Y-you… I’m really a beast at this!!”
In the bedroom on the second floor of the queen’s house.
Olivia, completely nude except for a sheer lace negligee that barely covered her, was covering her large breasts with her arms atop a big bed adorned with lace and curtains.
But my subordinate was still very much alive.
I had endless stamina.
Just like Kim Deok-Sung from the fanfiction of the weakest hero.
I was still hungry.
“So, did you hate it?”
Olivia’s face turned bright red at my words.
She muttered while touching her slim belly with her other hand.
“N-no! I never said I hated it! Hmph! It’s just… y-you’re too unruly! F-fool. I shouldn’t have listened to Bella…”
Olivia puffed her cheeks and turned her head away, blushing.
Even like this, her honesty on the bed was adorable. Wait, did she just mention Bella?
“Did Bella really advise you to use your date request like this?”
At my words, Olivia bit her lip and fell silent.
We’ve spent three years together now.
I could tell easily.
It was clear Bella had pushed Olivia.
That’s what their relationship was like.
Three years of buildup? Honestly, I was impressed.
“I feel like Bella’s watching us even now.”
“T-that’s not true?!”
Olivia was flustered at my comment.
Her excessive panic was suspicious.
I closed my eyes and used my gift.
The moment the darkness flowed from my body and penetrated the shadows in the mansion.
“I found you.”
I felt Bella’s presence hidden in the statue in the lobby of the first floor.
I used my dark powers to move Bella from the shadows of the bedroom and brought her right before me.
With her brown bob and hazel eyes, dressed in a Victorian maid outfit, she had an expressionless yet elegant charm.
Bella appeared.
“…Oh dear, I’ve been caught, Master’s Master.”
Even in front of the mess of the bed, Bella maintained her expression and spoke to me.
“Eek! D-don’t look! Bella! W-what on earth are you planning…?”
“What on earth are you thinking…?”
Olivia shouted, squeezing her eyes shut at Bella’s appearance.
“Miss, are you properly attending to the master’s late-night needs?”
Despite Olivia’s attitude, Bella spoke with her usual blank expression.
Olivia blushed and buried herself under the blanket at Bella’s words.
“I-I don’t know! D-Don’t ask me!”
“I’m just relieved that it seems you are doing well.”
At that moment, while Bella maintained her impassive face, I grabbed her wrist and pulled her onto the bed.
“I know you were spying on us.”
At my words, Bella’s eyes quivered slightly.
With her shadow ability, she must have been watching us 100% of the time.
After a brief silence, Bella spoke to me in her formal tone, still maintaining her blank demeanor.
“It seems it is impossible to deceive the master’s eyes. Yes, I was waiting on the first floor as your dedicated maid, concerned about an incident occurring during your union with the lady…”
“No lying allowed.”
I pulled Bella into my arms while saying that.
“You want this too, don’t you?”
If she didn’t want it, there would be no need to make such long excuses.
I’m not a dense protagonist like in a light novel, oblivious and hard of hearing.
“I’m merely the maid serving the master. I couldn’t possibly impose myself on the master’s lady…”
Bella spoke with a slight tremor while nestled in my embrace.
Imposing herself, huh?
“I said back in Gangwon-do, right? There are no concubines.”
If I take responsibility, I take it all.
I had no intention of ranking them among themselves.
At my words, Bella’s eyes widened.
I laid Bella down on the bed and began to knead her lovely thighs through her fluffy long skirt.
“Besides, with you wearing garters and sexy underwear, how can you say you can’t impose yourself? Your body may claim otherwise even if your words don’t match.”
I could feel the texture of the garter belt along with the fishnet stockings on Bella’s thighs.
Bella’s normally expressionless face turned bright red at my words.
It was the first time seeing Bella, the cold beauty who always maintained her business-like attitude, become so flustered.
That made it even more exciting.
I grabbed her arm and said, “As a maid, do your duty and attend to the night. Olivia’s too tired to continue, so you’re responsible for the change.”
“I shall obey. Master’s lady.”
With her gaze averted, Bella whispered shyly into my ear, almost like a small voice.
Ah, I can’t hold back any longer.
The moment she gave her consent, I claimed Bella for myself.
“Ngh… M-master’s lady… Y-you’re just too intense…”
“Oh ho ho ho. Bella, how does it feel to be dealing with that fool directly?”
“What are you laughing at? Olivia, you come here too.”
“W-wait a moment! I-I just, just had enough… Kyaah! Hah… Nooooo! It’s too much, it’s gonna break!”
That night, instead of ramen, I feasted all night on the lady and maid rice bowl.
