Eastern Castlevania

“Looks good.” Looking at the table in front of him that looked good and tasted good, Dracula was satisfied.

“Thank you for the appreciation of the host.” A certain blonde maid showed humility just right.

“I just don’t know how it tastes.” A certain blond secretary ship snorted softly, releasing the dissatisfaction of being watched along with the grudge that had just been resented by Lord Governor in one way or another.

“If only it would suit your taste.” Yakumo replied without humility, lightly defusing Bismarck’s hostility.

“Hmph!” Bismarck snorted coldly and took his seat.

Opposite her, Morisha who was looking curiously, didn’t seem to understand why there was suddenly an extra blonde maid in Master’s house.

However, Morisha quickly put small doubts behind him.

Eating when you’re hungry is the most important thing!

However, the master has not yet started, how can he be a disciple first.

Morisha though is still young. Female, but these rules will still be followed.

At least for now.

Dracula carefully observed the food on the table before Shi Shiran walked to the main seat and sat down.

Pick up your chopsticks and head toward the nearest plate of greens in front of you.

Clip it up and look at it carefully.

There is nothing strange.

Put into mouth and chew twice.

Turned.

“Poof-”

“Are you trying to kill me!”

A spew of Dracula glared angrily at Yakumo Zi, who was standing behind him.

“Al? Did I follow the skeleton’s instructions? Yakumo Zi looked puzzled.

“Huh?” Dracula flicked his head and looked at the skeleton of the chef waiting on the other side to listen.

“Click, click.”

The chef skeleton said with more hands and feet, but only bones remained, no matter how it opened and closed its mouth, it could only make a clicking sound.

“Oooh, this way… Well…… That’s right. Dracula nodded matter-of-factly.

“Can Lord Ti understand it?” Bismarck looked shocked.

“Master is so powerful!” Morisha is full of adoration.

“This is my subordinate, how to speak the language.” Dracula said with a natural look.

“Worthy of being the master.” Yakumo Zi’s compliment was offered immediately.

But Dracula clearly doesn’t intend to accept it.

“It says you didn’t listen to its advice and poured the whole bag of salt into the pot yourself!” Dracula stared at Yakumo Zi with an unkind expression.

Hearing this, Bismarck, who had just wanted to try other dishes to find fault, quickly stopped his chopsticks.

This doesn’t need some blonde royal sister to find fault.

“But it kept grabbing my hand and shaking it when I put the salt, I thought it was asking me to pour more…” Yakumo Zi said aggrievedly, seemingly saddened by the misunderstanding of the skeleton’s meaning.

But Dracula clearly saw the smile that flashed under her eyes.

Just kidding, there are many people who do not cook well, but people who do not have common sense are definitely a minority.

Will the Yokai Sage be someone who can’t even figure out what a skeleton means?

Ghosts won’t believe it.

So the conclusion is obvious, some yokai sage is taking revenge for himself [cooking for others].

“Whew… It’s my fault for not taking into account that you and the skeleton don’t understand the language. Dracula was the first to acknowledge his shortcomings.

“No, no, no, this is all my fault, if only I could better understand Mr. Skeleton.” Yakumo Zi looked terrified.

“But the question now is how to avoid this situation in the future.” Dracula’s face was heavy.

“It seems that people really don’t have the talent to cook, otherwise…” Yakumo Zi glanced at the chef skeleton and expressed his meaning well.

“Eh~ How can you do things halfway!” Dracula raised his hand and said imposingly, “Since you decided to become a qualified maid, you can’t give up such a trivial matter as cooking!” ”

“When did I say I was going to become a qualified maid…,” Yakumo muttered to himself, but still quickly looked at Dracula with an expectant expression, “Then the master means…”

“If you know it’s wrong, you can fix it.” Dracula said categorically.

“Yes, I will definitely correct it next time.” Hearing just such a painless sentence, Yakumo Zi breathed a sigh of relief.

But at this time, a flash of essence flashed under Dracula’s eyes, and he raised his voice and said, “But! ”

Yayunzi’s heart suddenly clenched, and he had a bad premonition again.

“How to change this ‘change’ must be a method.” Dracula took the chopsticks, carried the plate of greens to Yakumo Zi, put it to her mouth in her frightened gaze, and smiled slightly, “Here, eat it.” ”

“No… No thanks, master. It’s the host’s dinner, how can I eat it? Yakumo smiled reluctantly.

“If you don’t eat it, how do you know where you’re ‘wrong’? And how can it be corrected? Dracula followed the seduction, very gently picked up a green vegetable and sent it to Yakumo Zi’s mouth, “Come, ah~”

“How can you let the master feed… Not! ”

Taking advantage of Yakumo Zi’s opening, Dracula accurately sent the greens into her mouth.

Then he saw Yakumo Zi’s face instantly become distorted.

“Poof-”

Yakumo Zi is a youkai sage, not a youkai salty, so he can only spew out in front of greens that are already salty enough to tell the difference between bitter and salty.

Dracula, who was not prepared too early, had already dodged and dodged Yakumo Zi’s attack.

“How, do you know where you’re ‘wrong’?” Dracula asked with a smile.

“Yes… Is…… Ahem… I’m so sorry, host. Yakumo Zi, who was choked by himself, had an ugly face, but limited by his current identity, he could only apologize.

“Good, since you know it’s wrong, let’s continue.” Dracula said as he walked back to the table, intending to try the next dish.

But first of all, let the chef skeleton prepare another table, otherwise poor Morisha and Bismarck waiting for Yakumo Zi will go hungry.

After finishing the order, Dracula resolutely picked up the slice of meat and swallowed it in Yakumo’s expectant panicked eyes.

“Poof—” Spicy to the point of red.

Grabbed Yakumo Zi and fed it.

“Poof—” The blonde maid followed suit.

Sour to the teeth, sweet to greasy, bitter to almost stomach sickness…

The meal on this table made by Yayunzi is completely a loser style, no matter what seasonings are poured in one go.

In terms of purpose, Yakumo’s purpose of wanting revenge on Dracula to let him cook succeeded.

Because Dracula ate every dish and sprayed it all over.

But as far as the results are concerned, Yakumo Zi definitely doesn’t want another time.

Because every time Dracula sprays, he will grab Yakumo Zi and feed it.

On that day, the water bill of the House of Masters tripled.

Oh, no one in Fantasy Township charges for water.

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