âOnii-sama! You canât do that- Please endure it-â
âDonât stop me, Marion. I could never forgive him!â
Robert flinches at Arthur and Marionâs aggressive look.
âY-you have nothing to do with this, donât you? Arthur-â
Lame.
âI canât let my brother dirty his hand! You are related to the survival of Bell House. This, let me, the youngest daughter toâŠâ
Marion points at Robertâs heart and opens her mouth to apply for a duel.
âWai-! As I said, it has nothing to do with you, doesnât it? Marion! This is my and Emma Stuartâs problem!â
Marion pointing at his heart and wanting a duel, Robert shouts âSTOPâ in great haste. To put it bluntly, he knows he will never win against either Arthur or Marion.
If theyâre going to duel, then it must be between the person in question themselves. He knows he can win if itâs against Emma Stuart.
âŠâŠlame.
âWhat stupid things are you saying!! âŠLady Emma!? Are you alright?â
Arthur is furious at Robert, but when Robert mentions Emmaâs name, Arthur finally turns around to check on Emmaâs condition.
She must be shakingly cryingâŠâŠ or she doesnâtâŠ?
Somehow, she is staring at the slime with sparkling eyes.
âRobert-saâŠmaâŠ? Could this beâŠ?â
I knew it, her voice is shaking.
Maybe I misunderstood her sparkling eyes? Arthur glares at Robert once again.
âItâs a slime jelly! Looks delicious, doesnât it?â
When Marionâs finger moved away from his heart, Robert regains some composure and, again, answers Emma with a wicked smile.
âI knew it!! This!! can be eaten, right!?â
âHm?â
âHm?â
âHm?â
âHm?â
Unfortunately, her sparkling eyes werenât just Arthurâs misunderstanding.
Emma has always been in pain.
That slime illustration Mr. Wolfgang drew at the beginning of the class and left unerased until the endâŠ
How,
How,
How,
delicious it looksâŠ
She couldnât look away from the blackboard as itâs in the middle of the lesson.
But thereâs a really delicious-looking slime illustration on the blackboard.
She was hungry and couldnât help it.
Even when she tried to endure the hunger, her stomach rumbled on its own.
But Mr. Wolfgangâs class was really interesting.
But the slime illustration on the blackboard looked delicious.
Have I ever had such a painful thing until now?
âThis⊠Can I⊠eat this?â
In front of an edible slime that she even dreamt of, Emma forgets the stuffed feeling on her stomach.
âHuh? Yeah. Itâs made by a patisserie owned by Lance Duke House, so the taste wonât be bad⊠hm?â
âHeh?â
âHuh?â
âHn?â
âEh?â
Not just Robert, Arthur, Marion, Francesca, and the twins are also dumbfounded.
Emma picks up the spoon she used to mix sugar in the black tea and pokes the middle of the slime jelly. *jiggling jiggling* The jelly greatly shakes.
When she scoops the jelly to take plenty of it, the slime jiggles slightly.
This chilly and smooth sensation.
Tasting the cider flavor she has expected, Emma breaks into a huge smile.
âC-cute!!!â
While everyone is dumbfounded, only Joshua acts out of place and writhes in agony from Emmaâs smile.
âYou⊠as I would expect from you⊠thatâŠâ
âNee-sama⊠No matter what, your gluttony⊠wins, huh?â
Even George and William admire Emma.
âNow that she said it, it does kind of look delicious⊠Right, Caitlyn?â
âNow that she said it, maybe it does look delicious⊠Catherine.â
âI donât feel like eating it, thoughâŠâ The twins just watch over Emma, who is eating the jelly deliciously.
âWha- Why are you eating it!? Emma Stuart!â
Seeing Emma didnât receive any damage whatsoever, Robert shouts.
Thereâs no way such a ridiculous thing could happen.
In reality, she should be trembling, crying, feeling scared, desperately apologizing to me, and begging for help.
But Emma, who is stuffing her cheeks with slime jelly to her heart content, looks very happy.
*groooowls*
Robertâs stomach rumbles.
It wasnât a cute sound like Emmaâs, but a loud rumble everyone could hear.
Today Robert sweated a lot during Practical Skills for Hunters, quarreled once and twice in Monster Science, then ran to a patisserie outside the academy to make the slime jelly. After all that, he hasnât eaten lunch.
Of course, he feels hungry.
Heâs the same age as Arthur, 18 years old, so his growing appetite is at his peak.
Emma, who heard Robertâs stomach, hands Robert one spoon from several spoons she asked the waiter to bring without them noticing.
âDoes Robert-sama also want to eat?â
Robert, whose growing appetite is at its peak, canât refuse her offer.
One cannot resist extreme hunger.
âI-is it okay?â
He takes the spoon so docilely they canât imagine him doing from his previous words and actions, and timidly put the slime jelly into his mouth.
âŠdelicious.
As expected of the patisserie owned by our Duke House. They didnât cut corners even on the flavor.
And more than anything, hunger is the greatest spice.
One mouthful, then another mouthful, he wholeheartedly continues to eat.
ă»ă»ă»
As soon as Robert eats the last bite, the bell indicating the start of the class rings.
When he looks around, nobodyâs there.
His next class is advanced level Economy.
It was an important subject he absolutely must pass as a Dukeâs son.
Moreover, the teacher in charge has the motto of âTime is moneyâ and is famous for being strict to late students. He also doesnât take bribes.
Realizing the situation he is in, Robert could feel the blood draining from his face. He has failed advanced level Economy both last year and two years ago. So he needs to pass the class this year no matter what. But late⊠from the first day?
Robert grips the napkin that the as attentive as ever waiter quietly gives. His boiling anger makes his drained blood rush back up to his face.
âEmma Stuart!! I will remember this!!â
Leaving that one sentence, Robert runs to the advanced level Economics class with all his might. Praying that being late is better than being thought of skipping the class.
Didnât use the napkin the waiter has given him, Robert who arrives at the advanced level Economics classroom is warned by the teacher to âDo something with that jelly around your mouthâ before being scolded for being late.
Authorâs note: perhaps Emmaâs stomach is connected to outer space.