30. Bullying
"Turn the steak over and serve it on a plate in two minutes and three seconds, and pour the black pepper sauce over it." Fern opened the lid of the pot for the soup, and did not forget to tell the fledgling Eve beside him.
"Okay" Eve, wearing a little yellow apron embroidered with beautiful lace, turned the steak over a little awkwardly, "Fern, does Eren only like steaks?" β
"Almost." Fern replied as he stirred the iron spoon, "The master is a legendary magician, and he needs much less food than ordinary people. So under normal circumstances, even if you don't eat for three months, the body's functioning from the organs to the whole system is still normal. This has simply reduced a large part of my source of joy in life. β
"Then does Alan usually have any hobbies besides doing real yΓ n?" Eve asked.
"Read a book." Fern tasted the soup, "Get up, read a book, do a book, read a book, do a book, read a book, and then do a real thing, and so on, every year is the same day." This kind of routine is almost exhausting all my zest for life. β
"What about his family?" Eve said, "I remember you saying that it was Ellen's mother who asked you to come to the castle to take care of him. β
"That's true, yes. The Lord has been relatively withdrawn since he was a child, he does not like to talk to people, he buries his head in his own dead world and refuses to come out, and outsiders cannot enter. But our family has been working for the master's family for generations, so the emperor ...... When Madame asked me to come, I didn't really have many options. Although my host and I didn't match each other in terms of personality and living habits, I still stayed for more than ten years. Fern scratched his head, "But Madame, for the sake of my dedication to serving my master for more than ten years, has allowed me to return to my original post. But to be honest, for such a long time, having a pet will have some feelings, let alone people. So there will still be some reluctance. β
Eve nodded as if she didn't understand, Fern was probably leaving, and she really wanted to tell people about her more than ten years of isolation, "I think, no matter what normal person is, they want to live in the crowd, choose a suitable partner for themselves, get married and have children, and live their lives quietly...... Hey, all I can say is...... Wait, what does this smell like? β
Fern recalled the time and looked forward to the future, and suddenly a burning smell suddenly entered his nose, it turned out to be Allen's steak that had been burned a large piece before he knew it.
The two of them glanced at each other at the charred steak, a vague ominous omen.
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on the dining table
"I'm sorry...... Because I wasn't careful, but, but it was a little burnt. Eve lowered her eyelashes slightly, flickering like two small fans, her voice was very soft because of her weak heart, "Fern is already roasting, Alan, you wait a while, it will be fine soon." β
"From 6:20 to 6:40 is the time for dinner, at 6:45 the third term of the cranial nerve begins, at 9:23 a.m. begins the seventh term of the heart valves, and at eleven a.m. the room is prepared for washing." Alan pointed to his pocket watch, "It's 6:32 now, which means all my arrangements have to be pushed back." β
"I'm sorry, I'll pay attention next time." Eve continued to admit her mistake, "It's okay to do it in a while. β
Allen, who was still thinking about the dislocation of time, didn't think that his important reality could be postponed at all, so he glanced at Eve coldly, "If you don't know how to cook, don't go into the kitchen." β
"I just rarely go into the kitchen, so I'm a little unskilled." Eve lowered her head and muttered to Alan's preaching, "Just practice more." β
"More practice?" Alan seemed to hear something that he couldn't accept, "How many more steaks do you want to burn?" β
Eve bit her lip, not knowing how to continue, or Jona helped the round, "Isn't it just that the steak was burnt and delayed for more than ten minutes, your real yΓ n is made early and late, and those materials are all there, and it's not that you grew legs and ran away when you were late." β
She sipped down the borscht that Fern had made, accustomed to Alan's annoying personality, "Emily, do you go to the kitchen and see what Fern is doing?" If you can't get busy, give him a hand. β
Emily, the brown-haired doll, said "yes" and trotted happily all the way into the kitchen.
"It's a little bit of a mess, it's just a steak mush." "If you can't wait for the steak to get hungry, you can have some soup first, and Fern did a great job of borscht today." β
Alan ignored Jona, still dissatisfied, and Eve could only secretly observe Alan's expression, not knowing when he would be able to dissipate.
"I'm sorry." Eve touched him gently.
Turn your head.
"Allen...... Don't be angry. Eve looked pitiful.
Poke it and dodge it.
Poke it again and knock it away.
"How can you not be angry?"
When Eve poked three times, Alan was finally willing to "condescend" to look at her, as if he said this with extreme patience, "After eating a good meal and washing your face, I will leave immediately in my real room, because all the delays in my real process are directed by you, so if you are a second late, I will throw you from the fourth floor and fall into a big meatloaf." β
ββ¦β¦ Okay, okay. Although it was a little intimidating, Eve didn't expect that it would be so easy for Alan to forgive her.
At this moment, Allen's Skeleton Seventeen walked over, "Master, there are guests from afar outside. β
"Guest?" Jona wiped her mouth clean and asked very politely, "What guest?" β
"It's Mr. Bill Ruth of the royal capital." Skull Seventeen and Desi look and behave identically, and Eve really can't see any difference between them," said Mr. Ruth, who had been ordered to meet his master, hoping that he would open the stone door and let him into the castle. β
Alan paused for a moment, "Let him in." β
"Yes."
Not long after Skull Seventeen left, Eve saw a young man in a white robe walk in, he greeted Alan and Jona very warmly, and when he met Eve's eyes, he was slightly surprised, "...... is this beautiful young lady?" β
"It's my friend." Jona preemptively said, "She has been playing in the royal capital in the past few days, so I will take her to Allen's place to have a look." β
"Oh, really?" Bill smiled a little strangely, he walked up to Eve, held Eve's hand like a gentleman, and kissed the back of the hand, "Beautiful young lady, my name is Bill Ruth, and we are meeting for the first time. As he spoke, two bright red roses suddenly appeared in his hand and handed them to Eve, "I wonder if I will be lucky enough to know your name?" β
Eve politely accepted the flower he had given her, and Bill smiled charmingly and harmlessly, "My name is ......"
"What are you going to do?" Alan forcibly interrupted their conversation, and he watched Bill kiss the back of Eve's hand like looking at a pair of pig's mouths, and his pig's trotters, which were very eyesore, and Fern should have sliced them all and steamed them before throwing them out.
"Oh, Alan. We've grown up together, and there's something wrong with old friends coming to visit old friends? Bill said harmlessly, "What's more, it was my father and your father who asked me to come and see you, so there's nothing wrong with it." β
"What did they have to say for you to bring here?" Alan stared at Bill holding Eve's hand until his filthy pig's trotter let go of Eve's right hand.
"Man, don't be so cold, you don't invite me to dinner with you, we can talk while eating." This shameless Cheng dΓΉ made Jona want to throw him with a fork.
"I'm sorry, Bill." In order to prevent Alan from crippling Bill, Jona could only kindly put down the knife and fork, "It's not close to here from your residence in the royal capital, and if you are left for dinner, it may be late at night to rush back." You know, the gates are closed after eight o'clock. β
"Thanks for the heads-up, Jona." Bill walked down the stairs she gave him with interest, "Then I'll make a long story short, the day after tomorrow at three o'clock in the afternoon, there is a meeting about Allen, we hope that he can arrive at the right place on time, which is the council room last time, I believe that the accurate memory of a legendary magician must not have forgotten." β
In the impatient eyes of Jona and Allen, Bill smiled at the usual gentle Eve, "It's a shame that I didn't know your name, but we'll meet next time, see you later." β
also knew that he was annoying, and Bill left without staying long.
As soon as Bill walked on his front foot, Fern brought out the grilled steak on his hind foot, but no one had any thoughts of eating it. Alan looked at the rose in Eve's hand and asked coldly, "What are you still doing with that flower?" β
"Huh......?" Eve, who didn't understand the undercurrent just now, subconsciously said, "It's a beautiful rose, it should be a new variety, the fragrance is very unique, I want to find a vase and insert it in a while." β
This obviously made Eren unhappy, he suddenly reached out and pinched Eve's slender wrist, and with a sharp pull, the two flowers in Eve's hand fell on the cold tiles one after another.
"Ai ...... Allan? Eve didn't understand what he was going to do, so she was vigorously dragged upstairs. Jona and Fern behind them looked at each other, not knowing what kind of wind Eren was smoking.
Alan grabbed Eve and stopped by the pool, and the jade-carved β‘β‘ spat out a stream of clear water from his mouth, "Wash your hands, twenty times." β
"But I only washed it before eating." Eve was a little frightened by Allen's sudden gloom, and trembled, "It's not dirty." β
"It's dirty, but you don't know it." The other β‘β‘ spit out the disinfectant in his mouth, Alan pressed Eve's hand into it, and the cool disinfectant sprayed on the back of his hand, "Do you want me to help you?" β
Eve didn't dare to be clear with Alan, so she could only rub her hands obediently, and Alan said coldly beside her, "There are thirteen more times, don't stop." β
Although it was spring, it was not warm in the castle. Eve's slender hands had been washed twelve times in the cold water, and they were already very cold. She wanted to tell Allen if she could not wash it, but when she met Allen's serious eyes, she had to lower her head and continue to rub her hands, and her eyes were wet and misty.
"Sixteen times, wash carefully." Eve listened, aggrieved and uncomfortable. I can only wash it again obediently.
It wasn't until she had washed all twenty times that Alan allowed her to stop.