Oreo had a long dream, and at the end of the dream was a small door.

He didn't remember the details of the door, but he vaguely noticed a carved flower on the handle.

Pressing the handle, he gently pushed the door, and behind the door stood a tall, lean manservant, who seemed to fall down with a blow.

Seeing Oreo, the manservant smiled, then turned away, revealing the table behind him.

From the moment they first met, they knew that the manservant's cooking skills were unmatched in the mainland, and Oreo's attention was instantly attracted by the table.

Today Caron made a table of seafood.

In the middle of the table is a huge bowl, and the transparent fish meat is spread out in layers on the ice, and it is not difficult to imagine the touch of this thing melting in your mouth.

The top of the fish platter is dotted with a red and white flesh flower, and if memory serves, this is probably a Samon fish found only on the shores of Atami.

The flesh was dotted with tiny black pearls, and Oreo remembered seeing them at a feast at the age of thirteen, and he was told that it was the best ingredient taken from the belly of the glittering sturgeon.

Swallowing his saliva, Oreo resisted the urge to feast on it, and continued to look towards the second plate, which contained five or six rock sugar gourds, but sugar gourds should never be in such a place.

"What is this?"

He asked in a low voice.

Cuarón didn't answer him, just smiled.

Accustomed to the manservant's silence and cunning, Oreo reached out and plucked a sugar gourd and put it in his mouth.

The cold fruit melted in his mouth, and the sweet and sour flavors quietly bloomed on the tip of his tongue, and when his mouth was empty, Oreo still didn't know what he was eating.

He would love to try another one, but as a nobleman, he would never move his chopsticks twice on a single dish.

There's a crab on the next plate, and it's a tough thing, but Caron is sure to cook it to perfection.

Sure enough, when the crab shell was opened, a cluster of crab meat arched against the crab roe from all sides, and the crab butter was shiny, and just looking at it made people's appetite move.

Oreo licked the corners of his mouth quickly, thinking to himself that Caron was the only one here, and no one would notice if he was a little rude.

So he stretched out his right hand, grabbed the crab roe whole, and put it in his mouth.

Before he could taste the haunting taste, Oreo suddenly opened his eyes, and the darkness in front of him told him that he had woken up from a dream.

The huge gap between the dream and the dream made him feel lost, but he was lost for a while, and he smelled the rich fragrance coming from the stove, and at the same time heard two familiar voices.

"Is that so, Mr. Cuarón?"

"Miss Angelil, I said that there are some ingredients that are irreplaceable in nature, and the taste of these chicken livers you buy is far less mellow than that of foie gras."

"It doesn't matter, it's good that Mr. Oreo has something to eat, he's not picky."

“......”

The manservant scratched his head in embarrassment, in his impression, the picky young master was not so easy to support, it seemed that Angelil's appearance had brought him a lot of changes.

"Well, I'm sure the young master will be very moved, after all, Miss Angelil has put a lot of effort into it."

"Of course, it's not up to him...... Is that how it works? ”

"Miss Angelil, you are truly gifted."

"Everywhere, it was Mr. Caron who taught him well."

Seeing the two praising each other for a while, Oreo coughed heavily.

Angelil's hands trembled at the sound, and she turned her head with Cuarón.

"Are you awake?"

"Sounds like I shouldn't be awake?"

Oreo narrowed his eyes and looked at Caron. "When did you come back?"

Caron said respectfully.

"When you pass out."

Oreo frowned.

"Who changed my clothes for me?"

Cuarón hesitated.

"Young master, with all due respect, you don't seem to be wearing any other clothes other than a windbreaker."

Flipping his collar, Oreo glanced inward.

No wonder he felt so cold when he got up, it turned out to be the reason.

“...... That's fine. ”

With a wave of his hand, he dug his pants out of the cupboard and slipped into the utility room.

After Angelyl had finished the dish in her hand and made another dish, Oreo finally slipped out of the utility room.

"Mr. Oreo always takes so long to change clothes."

Angelyl said to herself.

But Oreo did not hear this, and he came out of the utility room with great pride, and sat down at the table, without saying a word, and looked like a two-hundred-and-five.

Angelelle speculated that this might be due to Mr. Caron's return.

Now that I think about it, Mr. Cuarón doesn't know how much he has suffered over the years, and the reason why Mr. Oreo has no friends is very easy to explain.

After a few more moments, Cuarón piled the plates one by one in front of Oreo.

"Young master, it's time to eat."

Oreo nodded slightly, for some reason, since Cuarón came back, he had become like this.

Angelyl didn't know what Oreo was thinking, but she wasn't going to know.

She moved a chair and sat down beside Oreo, staring at the dishes on the table.

She'd been busy all morning with these things, and she was looking forward to Oreo's comments.

However, Oreo did not mean to judge, he just ate with a blank face, and glanced at Cuarón with a squinting eye from time to time.

Angelelle was a little disappointed, but she could see that Mr. Oreo had something on her mind, so she decided to digest the bad mood herself.

Putting down his knife and fork, Oreo wiped the corners of his mouth with a new towel.

"Where's Rhodia, where did he go?"

Caron said quickly.

"I beat you away."

Oreo frowned.

"I'm not asking you that, I mean what he said."

After thinking for a while, Cuarón said.

"I tried to preach him, but it didn't work, but I think he understood that big fists are the last word."

"Needless to say, he understands such a simple truth,"

Oreo rolled his eyes, "What about that Gaia, did you fight him?" ”

Caron paused.

"You mean the leader of the Griffon Legion? He was also there yesterday? ”

“......”

Oreo waved his hand and got up with a yawn.

"Looks like a weak chicken...... When I didn't ask. ”

Seeing him walk back to the big chair, Cuarón quickly poured a cup of tea and put it on the table, and then picked up the blanket scattered on the side.

Oreo lay in his chair like an uncle, and Cuarón carefully covered him with the blanket.

Seeing this scene, Angelyl finally knew where Oreo's terrible self-care ability came from.

She pursed her lips and was about to clean up the plate on the table, but Caron stepped over first.

He whispered.

"Miss Angelil, the young master seems to be in a bad mood, don't worry too much."

"He's in a good mood."

Angelyl muttered quietly, "I think he's just being coquettish." ”