068. Justia Banquet (7)

Iriel Justia wasn’t very smart, but there were two specific areas where she showed extraordinary memory.

one is oblivious.

She had a tongue sensitive enough to know the name and taste of bread, where it was sold, and how old it was.

Another one is time.

Her taste for beauty was unmatched.

Especially make-up, clothes, shoes, accessories, etc.

There was a habit of remembering the beautiful things that one wears or decorates one’s body.

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Maybe it was because he told Zeke about that day two days ago at the mansion in Joheiden.

Even though the shoes were 10 years old, she was sure that these were the shoes she had seen then.

Rustic shoes with Nike’s wings studded with them.

It felt old as time had passed, but it was so well kept.

The size, shape, texture, and scratches of the shoes you saw that day

Everything matched the memories of that day.

Iriel that day.

Saved by a man wearing these shoes from bandits.

Of course, since it was Zeke who actually dealt with the enemies, I completely forgot about it.

It wasn’t that I didn’t feel grateful to the man either.

If it wasn’t for that man, it might have been too late for Zeke to find him and come to him.

I couldn’t have predicted what was going to happen during that time.

‘These shoes… … . These are high-ranking aristocratic shoes that can only be purchased by marquises and above… … .’

So, at first, Iriel thought that someone from Hilllace Bakery had stolen it.

By the way, it’s my father’s keepsake.

“Now, wait. your father… … . By any chance, are you not a commoner?”

Iriel asked in an embarrassed voice.

“… … Commoner, I guess… … ?”

“But this… … .”

Iriel was confused and looked at the shoes in his hand.

Even if you look here and there, it is definitely not a fake product, but a genuine product.

Seeing Iriel like that, Soyi frowned.

To think that someone else would suddenly pull out something my mother had wrapped in a box like I did.

Even for Justia, I thought this was rude.

“It’s my father’s keepsake. that’s… … . It’s something that mothers value and shouldn’t touch.”

Zeke quickly finished figuring out how things were going.

‘Um, so… … . Those were the shoes the person who saved Iriel that day was wearing… … ? Not the 2nd prince?’

If so, it means that Iriel is not a female protagonist.

The assumption that 10 years after the romance was completed was also shaken.

‘Then the female lead is a soy spoon!’

Since he knew very little about the possessed Ropan, he reacted greatly to even the slightest clue.

‘Sorry. He’s a dirty spoon.’

Zeke apologized for treating her like a bread shuttle in the past.

It was her own fault for not being able to hold on to the dirt spoon coin she had put in at first and turning her eyes away.

In addition, I learned that Soy Spoon’s father was from a high-ranking nobleman, not a commoner.

‘Hero Spoon, you’re at least a marquis. yes, what It must have been difficult for an upright and righteous human being to get along well with such sly people in power.’

Zeke nodded.

While thinking without conscience that it’s like watching your own dark fantasy days.

I didn’t know the exact circumstances, but maybe it was something that broke out among the nobles and disappeared as a commoner.

After living like that, people who had a grudge against him from his hometown would have come and dealt with him.

He must have come up with the name ‘Hero’ himself, thinking that it was a human name.

‘Then, when Soy Spoon later marries a male lead, the status issue will be resolved.’

Zeke admired his reasoning skills.

While Zeke was organizing his thoughts, Iriel asked.

“How much do you know about your father… … ?”

“… … father? I do not know. Even before he passed away, he was outside every day.”

“… … yes?”

Iriel thought.

A commoner girl from a bakery.

In fact, a child who can give a passing grade just by making bread that fits his tongue.

You can also sit next to yourself if you wish during common classes.

It didn’t matter if she was a commoner to make someone worthy enough to be one of her followers.

Ironically, her selfish personality was fair to everyone regardless of social status.

After all, the only people higher than the duke’s family were the royal family, so everyone was under her.

While she can be petty if she is her enemy, she treats everyone equally if she is her own.

Because she was that kind of Iriel, even if bad rumors spread around her

Her followers genuinely liked Iriel.

By the way, the father of this child is the daughter of the person who saved him when he was young.

Iriel looked around the room.

‘It’s cramped and dirty. And unclean.’

Judging from the fact that there are four pillows, it seems that the whole family gets to eat and sleep in this small room.

Iriel, who now completely considered the soy spoon as her own person, did not like the tail in the room.

‘At least I have to have dignity.’

“Elise.”

“Yes?”

“Take it.”

Iriel gave the shoe he was holding in his hand.

“I’m sorry for bringing it up on its own. I didn’t know it was a keepsake.”

“Oh, no. are you okay. It seems that there was something secret. I’m sorry too.”

“Yes, your father saved me ten years ago.”

Iriel immediately said to Soi.

“you… … ? save me? Even 10 years ago?”

Soyi opened her eyes wide and asked in response.

“yes. So, do you have any thoughts of moving the bakery to a bigger place? You can even build a house. Even so, it’s on the level of my pocket money, so it’s impossible to go to such a good place.”

Soyi kept her mouth shut.

It would be a lie if I honestly said I wasn’t swayed by her words.

‘It’s my dream to have a comfortable family and make a lot of money… … . It’s so easy.’

Now, if he accepted her favor and went into Justia’s arms, that place would be warmer than anywhere else.

A once-in-a-lifetime opportunity in the life of a commoner.

Kicking it is obviously stupid.

Doesn’t it feel as if his father, who left early, pushed his back saying that he had prepared for him?

Iriel is not a very good place, but it must be a good place.

Even the restaurant they ate together on the last day of the pilot class was great enough to make her mouth wide open, but as Iriel put the food in her mouth, she commented that the meat wasn’t properly cooked and how the cheese tasted.

I honestly don’t know how happy I was when she said she liked her bread.

Saying that he ate his own bread deliciously,

Iriel, who even came to visit me the next day.

Recalling that scene, Soyi burst into laughter.

“no. it’s okay.”

Soyi eventually turned down the sweet offer.

“Hilllace Bakery was built by my mother and my family together. If you just move to a new bakery and live in a better house… … . It should be good, but the bread probably won’t taste the same as it used to. You said you like our house bread. Would it really be okay if the taste of the bread changed?”

Soi said with a playful laugh.

“… … That, that is difficult.”

“So it’s okay. Still, something feels good. I don’t know anything about my father. But because I saved you. Something to be proud of.”

“Of course not! Rescuing me is truly commendable!”

chuck.

Iriel speaks with a raised nose.

‘Mmm. Still, it’s a little too much to do nothing.’

While I was thinking about it, Zeke intervened.

“First of all, work on the mana load. If you stay here too long, your family outside will worry.”

“ah.”

“Nu, I’m going to cover my eyes!”

Serena, who was making a subtle expression between Soyi and Iriel, looked around hurriedly.

“Ugh, can’t this be it?”

Soyi took out a piece of white cloth.

It was a wrapping cloth that was wrapped around Zeke’s bread with a handle every day.

“Yeah, that’ll do.”

Serena took the cloth and covered Zeke’s eyes.

‘Poof.’

Zeke’s appearance was not as invisible as that of a skilled blind swordsman,

It was funny that [Hillace Bakery♥] was written where the eyes should be.

“Show your back and take off your upper clothes.”

Zeke said that, but since he was doing it in a funny way, it didn’t feel particularly strange.

At first, I thought I was caught up in the aristocratic play, but I wasn’t.

And that his father saved Iriel?

Somehow, I feel a little closer to them.

It felt like we could be friends despite the difference in social status.

She relaxed and unbuttoned the buttons of her training suit.

“This, how can it be… Ah, no. Why…”

“This is, betrayal… such an outrageous…”

Iriel and Serena examined Soyi’s body with shocked faces.

Soy Spoon was wearing clothes that were two or more sizes larger than his usual size.

While attending the academy, it was burdensome to throw away the clothes I was given and buy new ones if my body grew and the training clothes didn’t fit.

Iriel’s eyes shook violently.

It wasn’t ignorantly big like Serena, but the utopia she dreamed of was here.

Beautiful drop-shaped breasts.

A sense of bulky swelling.

clean skin.

If there is an aesthetically perfect form, this is it.

Iriel, who likes beautiful things, unknowingly held her breasts with his hands.

“Kyaaak. Ha, don’t do it!”

Soi twisted his body as if it tickled him.

“How did you become like this? If you eat three meals a day, can you become like this if you eat bread?”

“That, it just happened like this because I grew up, even if you ask me what happened.”

Serena let out a sigh of relief.

“I’m glad you covered your eyes, Instructor…”

Of course, while listening to their words, Zeke was curious as well, but he pushed himself inwardly.

‘I came to inspect the Mana Road. I didn’t come to check myself.’

“I’ll put my hand on your back.”

Zeke stretched out his hand.

His fingertips touched the hollowed-out goal.

“Ah! That’s huh, at the waist.”

sniff

“Whoops!”

Soy Spoon trembled as he raised his hand up on his erect muscles.

“I’m so glad I covered my eyes.”

Seeing that, Serena muttered with dead eyes.

Ugh-

Zeke breathed mana into her body.

‘What is this? In addition. No, why are all the Ropan girls like this?’

Zeke’s eyes shone and pierced the white cloth.