The plain and unnoticed me is no more

Here it comes again.

This time it's a proper morning opening time... Forgive me for showing up in my school attire. Foil may be attached as a dining room for the nobles, but customers who come at the same time are afraid.

"Welcome! I'm sorry about the other day. I'm glad you came again. What do you want to do today? Here's the menu. The recommendation is meat miso, a new product. It's not rice balls, it's seaweed rolls."

Today's menu includes classic plum, grilled salmon, scallops, and tuna mayo. And then, the meat miso on the new menu. Previously, I put yakiniku for Evan (I don't know), but if I didn't eat it while it was warm, the fat of the meat would harden white when it cooled, so it would have been a delicious rice ball. I accidentally forgot to tell you that.

Based on that failure, it was very popular when Shin made a prototype seaweed roll of spicy meat miso that cut fat and minced only lean meat.

I think meat miso with sesame oil, garlic and spring onions is perfect for manual labourers. Considering the color and texture, they also added carrots sautéed in sesame oil and finely chopped cucumbers.

Aside from the health restoration effect, I want you to have a stamina.

When I sold it, I decided to cut it in half instead of just one bottle. If you wrap it in wrapping paper like candy, your hands won't get dirty and it's easier to eat than rice balls.

The truth is, I miss kotatsu, mushrooms and mentaiko. I also want to eat squid bowls. But without a proper refrigerator, I hesitate to think it might be difficult to store.

Hmm, you can't store it at room temperature. I can easily make it in half a day with squid soy sauce, but in this world where hygiene management is not certain, it is difficult if food poisoning occurs. It's not safe, is it?

Still, I don't have the habit of eating fish eggs in this country, so I always think it's a waste to be dumped.

Even though the food stock in the basement here is cool, it is unfortunately not as cool as the refrigerator of the previous life. Large restaurants and hotels have fantastic refrigerators, a simple way to cool the warehouse with ice, but there is a big difference.

I used the refrigerator as a matter of course, but it would be so inconvenient without it. I was so excited that I bought a refrigerator. But there's no point in using magic... asking Master Hubert to make ice? Fufu, that's not realistic.

Um, Lana.

"Hmm? What?

Chiyo shouted at me with an apologetic volume.

There is a work bench between the kitchen and the front counter, and there is a space about 50 cm tall between the partition and the hanging shelf built on it, so I usually pass rice balls to Chiyo from there, but Chiyo was peeking into this place with his face out from there.

From the gap in the glass arranged to be decorated on the hanging shelf, I saw Evan still there.

"I wanted to thank you for the last onigiri, so I want you to call the cook who made me... the knight"

"Ha... you don't have to thank me. It is only natural for cooks to cook. That's what I said....."

When I said that to Chiyo, the katsunkatsu and the sound of shoes approached and Evan moved from the counter in front of Chiyo towards the counter side of the cafeteria connected to the L-shape. It's not like you're off-limits, and you can come around, but I didn't want to see your face.

"Are you the cook here...?

"Yes, as you can see."

Evan looked around the kitchen after looking at me and looked a little surprised. Now that Sin and the others are not at work, I'm the only one in the kitchen.

I didn't think a woman was a cook. Normally speaking, cooking is a man's job. It would be premature if it were the common sense of the nobles. And apparently, this guy doesn't know I'm Elaine. I tried to drop the tone of my voice, but you tricked me.

Oh? That said, it looks like the wound my grandfather beat has healed completely, and Chiyo looks happy to see his original face.

Hey, isn't it rude to look at people's faces? And what else? Did I say you? If Evan is the usual cook, are you the cook here? That's what you call it, right?

"Ah... excuse me. Nice to meet you. My name is Evan Findley. In the meantime, despite the preparation, I am sorry for the trouble caused by my sudden arrival. I was impressed by your rice balls. It was very delicious. Besides, wonders and power came to me, and I felt an unspeakable sense of happiness."

Hey, what's going on? Did you say you were me? That's not how you talk to a lady. Anyway, the atmosphere was totally different when I was working with Sandra. Are you saying you're out of poison? It's not a taki, and I don't see the color of people's hearts, but it looks like the moya on Evan is clear and refreshing. It's as if suddenly I've come back to know him well.

What happened while I was gone? Your uncle beat you up and dropped your possessions?

"My name is Lana, the innkeeper. It is a great honor to have liked our products. You don't have to apologize. Mr Findley is a benefactor who helped us out. Thank you very much for saving Chiyo."

"Oh, I just happened to see a little girl get pickpocketed. That's why you don't need to thank me. But I'm not really impressed to have such a little girl on her own."

Chiyo responded to Evan's words, jumped out of the counter, and stood between me and Evan.

"Um, knight, I'm 13 years old. My body is small, but I'm not a small child."

"Ah... is that so? I knew it... I'm sorry. I didn't think I was old enough to go to work. Now, let's undo what we just said. It's only natural to go out and use it."

Chiyo nodded with satisfaction and smiled at me. He is glad to have solved his misunderstanding.

Evan looked back at me from Chiyo and muttered like a possum.

"Lana... my childhood friend also had that name. After all, you didn't forgive me for calling you...."

"Huh? If I hadn't allowed you to call me by name, what would you have called me?

"Just like everybody else, I used to call myself a well-known name. Lana is a special name in her home, and only close family members and relatives can call her. When I was a kid, I asked if I could call her Lana, and she told me you couldn't because there were other people in the family who could call me Lana. I'm sure there was a boy I liked back then."

I don't remember saying that. There's no other boy I was close to when I was little. I wonder when I said that... I did think it was weird. Evan and I were supposed to get married when we were kids, but somehow we didn't call her Lana.

Even so, I was close, so it's not strange to normally forgive me as my best friend, but I thought that I could somehow be aware of the opposite sex as a child and call it Lana because of the embarrassment.

In fact, I was embarrassed at one age and couldn't tell myself. Because saying that to the opposite sex has the same meaning as proposing the opposite.

"Mr. Lana"

Evan called me with a smile. What the hell are you thinking with that face? If you think I'm just a civilian, it would be strange to put "sir" on it.

"I will come back to buy it again. My alumni lost their appetite and became weak. If you keep eating your rice balls, he'll be back. Now, if you'll excuse me."

"Ah... thank you. I wish him well."

Evan lowered his head slightly to me and walked out. And Chiyo followed him to send Evan out.

Lost his appetite, perhaps, Aaron? I'm a little worried. He was comforted when he was depressed. After that, he was quiet, but he didn't mean anything to me.

That said, there's nothing I can do about it, so let's not interrupt.