In the early morning before the morning sunrise, even the inside of the tranquil dusk Kotori-tei, which was a bit chilly, was surrounded by lightless darkness. The light source using the magic stone is now also turned off so that Aisha can sleep soundly, and this room, which is too large for the two of us to stay in, can be called completely dark.
　In the darkness where there is no such light as light, only Nacht's gold-encrusted eyes shine faintly.
　The only thing reflected in those eyes is a girl.
　To Nacht, it didn't matter whether there was light or not, the dragon's eyes clearly reflected Aisha's figure.

　As he took her bright golden threaded hair in his hands, he felt a soft touch and a faint heat in his hands. Gazing at her lovely little face, I couldn't help but feel the urge to play tricks on her cheeks and lips. Suppressing these impulses, I put the covers over Aisha, who is sleeping peacefully, and gently stroke her hair as if combing it.
　Her body is so slender that I fear it will break if I hold her in my arms. It's a good idea to be able to have a good idea of what you're looking for.

''This is that--this is that--this is fate!

　The image of his former companion, who had used the heavy word "fate" lightly, flashed through his mind, if only for a moment.
　To Nacht, Aisha was the very person he should call his fate. Even in the midst of his difficult and painful circumstances - no, that's why Nacht was fascinated by the color of his increasingly radiant soul.
　He was able to save the little life that was about to be lost with his own hands. At the same time, she had buried the loneliness of that time that she had been unable to endure, the anxiety of that time when she had thought she was alone in the world. Maybe that day, that moment, that moment, is exactly what makes it worthy of the word "fate".

　Nacht gently got off the bed, even though he felt that he would miss it.
　Nacht, who was wearing only rose-colored underwear, took out the Embrace of the Evening Darkness (Night Breath) from storage and put it on, then put on various equipment. In less than a minute, he checked himself in his usual dress and nodded one nod.

　Since becoming a Nacht, he no longer needed to sleep. Of the three major needs, the weakest is the desire for sleep. Of course he could sleep if he wanted to, but perhaps it was because the dragon part was so strong that he could live without sleep. This is because Nacht himself is affected by the power of the dragon, which is clearly more powerful than the human part. Of course, that was more of an advantage, and if it wasn't for the sentimentality of human times, he could always look at Aisha with a refreshed awakening. Nacht thinks this is a good thing.

"Well--let's get fancy with making breakfast--
　He muttered to himself, without saying a word to anyone.
　He closed the door so as not to make a sound and made his way downstairs to the kitchen.

'Good morning, miss.'
　With that said, the cooks in the kitchen greeted Nahat with words of greeting. The fact that they start preparing before the sun rises, it is obvious that they are serving elaborate food as a high-class innkeeper.

　Nacht stood in the separated cooking area where a small fire magic stone stove and several pots were placed.
　This place had borrowed a section of the cooking area from the cook for a little while by providing special ingredients and seasonings from the game era.
　That being said, although the food at this kind of inn was high class, it had to be said that there wasn't much that Aisha, who couldn't eat animal food, could eat. There were many elaborate salads and other vegetables that Aisha liked, but none that she was aware of her picky eater. There are only a very small number of ear chiefs (elves) in the entire continent, and they are so closed off that they rarely come down to a human city, so it can't be helped.

　That's why Nacht takes the knife himself and prepares a meal for Aisha.
　Nahat, Aisha said.

'Nah, you're not much of a squire to be bothered by Nahat-sama!　Oh, I'll do it tomorrow!'

　I've always said that Aisha sleeps better than most people because she is an elven girl who hasn't finished her growth spurt. Nacht also makes sure that she gets eight hours of sleep, so she wakes up very late. It's safe to say that Aisha doesn't have time to prepare breakfast.
　And I don't even know if I can make it. At the very least, I can tell that it's going to take Aisha a while to learn to cook.

Shall I make candied food--and natto (fermented soybeans), just in case...
　Nacht pulls out of storage ingredients that are close to nostalgic Japanese food. While controlling the three characters, he has conquered almost all of the food-related items, from store sales to drops. In particular, I'm a person who buys store-bought items to the maximum extent possible, just like Potions, if I have enough money left over, so I have enough ingredients to make all sorts of Japanese, Chinese, and Western dishes. However, I don't have any cooking skills to add extra effects, so it's just cooking.

　I cook silvery white rice in an earthenware pot and make miso soup stock in another pot. I can't use bonito, so I make miso soup with a lot of vegetables, using a rank 5 kelp called Nanashiki kelp.

　Fry chopped vegetables such as lotus root, green pepper, etc. with onion, mix with tofu and taro to make tofu hamburger steak. The main course is completed by pouring the leftover vegetables with the sauce.

　Rank 6 marron potatoes are very good even if you just bite into them. But I put a little bit of a twist on it. Boil the marron for a while, cool it down, add water, sugar and lemon, and cook it until the honey starts to leak out. I make it quite sweet, but Aisha likes it sweet, so I transfer it to a plate, which is about as good as it gets.

　Finally, a rank 3 charcoal-grilled natto (fermented soybeans) was added as a garnish, and breakfast was complete.
　It's just the cooking skills of a college student living alone. I can't make much of anything. Nevertheless, the food that Nacht makes is a rarity.

Well, you're looking good as always, young lady.
　Some of the nobles were interested in this and other things.
　By the time Nacht finished cooking, the morning sun was peeking through.
　As if he was waiting for the right moment, a balding, middle-aged man with a bald head who had become a familiar face for the past couple of days called out to him. This rather overweight, slightly impersonal man seems to be a rather important aristocrat in the royal capital.
　His clothes are reasonably well dressed, but if Nacht and the two men are side by side, Nacht would look more like a noblewoman than the other.

''Hmm, unfortunately, my handiwork is Aisha's--I don't have enough to give you?

Wah-ha-ha, that's awkward - how?　You'll give me two gold pieces?　I'm still famous for my cleverness and my food, I--
　His name was, I believe, Randolph de Lancia. He is a middle-aged man whose name and appearance do not match up very well. In addition, he is also someone whose looks do not match his personality.
　Nacht can usually identify a person by the color of his soul, even if he has never met him before. That's why we know that he is close to a good person, but to someone who doesn't know that, he is the first nobleman with a bad face. If he were to appear in a novel, he would definitely be the kind of person who would say something like, I'll love you as a slave.

Ha ha ha, it's very cheap to buy my affection with money--you'd better be satisfied with what money can buy for your money, as much as possible--
　Nacht cut him off quickly.

You can't do that to me, you can't do that to me - I'm still trying, right?　Merchants are always in trouble because of their black hearts. We have to fight in a world where such merchants are fiercely competing in the fray. This time too, I traveled to a trading city I didn't even want to come to, and played math with my old friends to secure a budget and procure supplies - isn't there at least a little reward for that?
　It's hard to know the true meaning of a man who blabbered on about things that didn't need to be said, but Nacht isn't disgusted with Randolph. It's a good idea to keep it quiet, even though it looks disgusting.

''Have you been thinking about something terrible just now?
　Well, I don't know what's going on.

But you've been working hard all day long and the food here is top-notch, too.　If I wanted to eat normally, I'd have to buy five silver coins - but I'm still glued to the food I've never seen before, young lady.
　Randolph says while making a sizzling sound.
　It's depressing, but Randolph has a sincere passion for food.

"I'm not going to give you this Nacht-chan's cooking--
　However, Nacht is not in a bad mood right now.
　I'm not going to give you the home-cooked meal I made for Aisha, but I'd be willing to share a little bit of it with the people I talk to every morning. Randolph, apparently an aristocrat, carried on the conversation with no regard for Nacht's tone. Maybe it's just a bite, but I can appreciate the fact that he doesn't appeal to the use of force.
　Most importantly, the gesture of aiming at the spill like a puppy dog every day was depressing.

But, well, it can't be helped. This is a fate. I'm going to give you the fruits of the world - you can taste them too.
　Saying that, he took out a fresh fruit and threw it to him. With this, Aisha had eaten it before, and it wouldn't be a matter of favoritism for this man.
　Nacht nodded with satisfaction as he looked at Randolph, who took the fruit in his hand with an agile movement that was not commensurate with his size.
　He tucked the breakfast he had prepared for Aisha away in storage and climbed the stairs again to wake the Sleeping Beauty.


　In the dining room with Nacht gone.

I wouldn't pay 20 gold pieces...

　Such murmurs were left behind.