Reincarnated as a Farmer Gamer: Rising to the Top with the Evolution of the Weakest Job that Only I Know About!? - 20.3

I don’t have much luggage, and I keep most of it in my magic bag, so I won’t be using the wardrobe.

I doubt anyone would bypass the mansion’s security to target the young lady, so I’ll spend my time leisurely while she’s in the mansion.

Lying on a fluffy bed for the first time in this world, I was called for dinner in the evening and went to the dining room.

“Beryl! What are you doing there? Sit down quickly!”

“Huh? I’m supposed to sit too?”

“Of course! You’re my knight. Do you really understand?”

“…Sorry. I thought I was just a personal guard. I’m deeply moved by your generosity in teaching me.”

“What!? W-well, that’s how nobles should treat their subordinates!”

…She’s so easy to read.

Sitting next to the young lady, the maids brought out delicious-looking food.

With the young lady proudly teaching me how to use the forks and knives, I managed to eat without any trouble.

“Are you really from the countryside?”

“I’m truly from a rural village. Without your guidance, I would’ve eaten with just a fork.”

“Hehe. I should have watched you struggle first.”

“Oh, my lady, you’re so mean.”

“I-it’s just that I’ve never seen a countryside person eat before!”

“I see. My lady, you have some peculiar interests.”

“Hmph!”

Adolescent girls are difficult to understand.

I never expected to eat such luxurious food. I thought it would be something less tasty. But food prepared by top chefs is incredibly delicious. I wish my family could taste this one day.

However, her parents and brothers are nowhere to be seen. She has four older brothers, but they’re not around.

“My lady, the food was very delicious. Thank you.”

“As long as you understand! You can’t eat this in the countryside, can you?”

“Indeed, this is something we can never have in the countryside.”

“Well then!”

The young lady left the dining room in high spirits.

“Mr. Moose.”

“Hmm? What is it?”

I spoke to the butler who had been slapped by the young lady.

“Does the young lady always eat alone?”

“…Yes. It’s part of the master’s education.”

Education to eat alone? What does that mean?

He didn’t seem to want to discuss it further, so I left it at that and retired to my room for the night.