The Reincarnated Corporate S*ave Will Not Rest Until He Becames the Strongest in the Other World

After everyone has left, make some additional crepes with the remaining ingredients.

Here are some samples of your own extra and thanks to Beatrice, as well as to Torne.

First of all, Mr. Beatrice. Thanksgiving and apology are best dealt with quickly.

Store the crap in the "Subspace Vault (Item Box)" and head to the Instructor's Building.

I have been to the faculty building several times before.

Teachers of each grade are stationed on the first to third floors, and the top floor means that they are teachers of the third and third grades.

I went up to the third floor and looked around the classroom, but I didn't see Mr. Beatrice.

The instructor talked to me while I was thinking about getting back out.

"Hey, I don't think you're in third grade, but can I help you?

"Yes, I'm Sirius, a first-year student. I'm here to see Mr. Beatrice."

"Heh... are you promised?

"I didn't promise you today, but you said you could come anytime. Are you absent today?

"Anytime... hey..."

The instructor stared at me from head to toe and smiled.

"Yeah, I think you might be in the room. Come here."

That way, he leaves the classroom and goes down the hallway.

Is it a private room? With that in mind, there was a staircase ahead of me for a while.

"Up here. Ask me if you have any more questions."

The instructor then waved his hand and left.

I didn't notice if there was any more upstairs.

Upon climbing the stairs, a rich decorated door sat down.

--Somehow I assumed....

Phew, exhale once, then knock on the door twice.

"I'm Sirius Astaire. Is Mr. Beatrice here?

After a few seconds of silence, the door opened by itself.

"It was pretty early. Go in."

"Excuse me."

Inside, there was a large room, a beatrice throwing paperwork at the window desk, and a woman dressed in a black, crisp suit standing beside her.

The woman in the black suit is the first person to see it, but her appearance and magic show that she is not just a person.

Beatrice got up from the executive desk and sat on a chair that looked like a cafe space.

"Well, sit down."

"I understand."

When I tried to sit on the chair, my sister in a black suit pulled me out of the chair.

"Ah, thank you."

Viola, it's Nord's first flash.

"Yes, sir."

Viola, the sister in the black suit, began making tea.

"Well, Sirius, what's going on today? Did you miss me and come to see me?

Beatrice laughs with joy.

"That's right... that's true, but today I wanted to thank you for your help the other day."

"I'm going to flush it down... as hard as ever... so thank you. Of course it's funny, isn't it?

"I don't know if it's funny... but I hope you're happy with it."

Remove the crepe from the "Subspace Vault (Item Box)" and place it on the desk.

Because it is a gift, I put it on a good dish that I bought at the market.

Just in time, Viola brought me two teas.

The aroma of freshly brewed tea is combined with the aroma of freshly made crepe, and it is a coveted one.

"This is... sweet! You didn't make it?

"Yes, I hope it suits your mouth."

Hmm, here we go.

After Beatrice glanced at the crepe for a moment, she clapped her cheeks.

After a couple of times, I blinked my eyes and immediately ate the rest.

I drank black tea and thought I had a sigh of breath, so I came close with a great sword.

"Sirius!!! What is this!?? What is this!!? My concubine occasionally eats sugar confectionery, but I've never had anything so delicious!!

Close, close face. I was too close to spit.

Keep Beatrice's shoulders down and push her back to her seat.

"Here, this is a sweetness called crepe. They stretch and bake the flour thinly and wrap it in cream and fruit made from cow's milk."

"This sweet, fluffy cloud-like thing is cow's milk!? What kind of magic did you use!!?

"No, it's not magic, it's normal cooking...."

"Well, good! This is not a good thing...!

Beatrice eats the rest of the crepe with mushamsha.

Sometimes when I meditate, I have a happy look on my face.

Yes, yes, sweets are great.

Looking at the reaction, Viola, disguised as a faceless... is sneaking up on the crepe that goes into the stomach of Flying and Beatrice.

If I could just split it up... no, Beatrice didn't notice anything about nailing the crepe...

The Viola who was biting and pulling her lips seemed cute, so she took one from the one made for Torne's sample and gently gave it to Viola.

"Would you like one of these, Viola? Thank you for making a delicious cup of tea."

Viola calmly opened her eyes and reached out for a moment, but she quickly retracted and grasped her wrist.

"Oh, thank you for your concern. But since I am a servant, I will not receive such expensive items from customers. Don't worry....."

Viola chews her lips off and declares it with tears in her eyes.

No matter how you look at it, you can't...

"Um... I made a lot of them, and I couldn't eat them enough, so I was in trouble. Would you like to help me and eat?

That's what I'll give you again.

"Hmm? If you don't want it, you need a concubine."

I grabbed the crêpe and threw one of the remaining crêpes into Beatrice's mouth.

Beatrice tripped it again with a ham on her cheek.

"Nh... cum... if that's all you have to say... I'll take it..."

After the conflict, Viola picked up the crepe for me.

A sip of it made me meditate and trip just like Beatrice.

Patience is the poison of the body, yeah.

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"Sirius-sama... I'm sorry about earlier. It was very delicious, thank you."

Viola lowers her head in a clean posture, blushing slightly.

I'm making a crisp expression, but I think it's too late....

"Hmm, what a wonderful sweetness... my concubine is satisfied."

Beatrice looks happy.

I guess this is just a cute little girl.

"Do you trust me to plug you in again soon?

... I have to smile black like this.