French Toast.


“Well, the holiday has arrived.”

I woke up a little later than usual and started making breakfast in the kitchen.
I melted some butter in a heated frying pan and cooked a thick slice of bread in an egg mixture until it was brown and crispy.

Then I heard, “Good morning.”

Perhaps drawn by the aroma, Schwarz-sama came down from the second floor.

“Good morning.
Would you like to have breakfast?”

He looked very grumpy from just waking up, as he held out his frying pan.

“Didn’t I tell you not to do any chores on your day off?”

Well, yes he did.
I immediately pleaded with him, looking up at him with puppy dog eyes.

“This breakfast is just the leftover bread from yesterday.
I can’t eat it all by myself, and if I leave it, it will only go bad.
Can you help me, Schwarz-sama?”

“…I see.”

He nodded his head, conceding.
I had learned how to coax Schwarz-sama into helping without reservations.

We brewed some tea in the dining room and enjoyed breakfast together.
The menu for today was French toast.

“What is this squishy object?”

He looked puzzled as he prodded at the honey-covered French toast with his knife and fork, and then took a bite.
Suddenly, he froze.

“Oh, Michelle, what is this food?”

Schwarz-sama leaned forward and stared at me with serious eyes.
He was so close to my face.

“It’s French toast.
You soak bread in an egg, milk, and sugar mixture, then cook it in butter.”

“It’s really an egg after all!”

Schwarz-sama was convinced and clapped his hands.

“As expected.
Eggs never betray me!”

An absolute trust had been formed.

I won’t betray you either! (Competitive spirit)

He seemed frustrated with cutting it with a knife, so he picked up a large slice of bread and put it directly in his mouth.

…Since the ingredients are almost the same as pudding, I thought it would definitely taste good.

So it’s a secret that I baked extra bread last night.

“After we finish eating, I’ll go buy some lumber.”

“Oh, can I come with you to the fabric store in town?”


I’ve been alone on weekdays, so I’m happy to spend the holiday together during the day.

But…as a servant, I shouldn’t be thinking like that.

Trying not to show my smile, I chewed on my French toast.

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