“Come to think of it, there is a small kitchenette in my room; and with the vegetable garden nearby, maybe I can cook something? If the vegetables as delicious as this, Even I feel like cooking~. But then, I can’t turn down the luxurious three square meals and snacks in favour of cooking by myself after all~.”
As I spoke casually, the Adonis gave me a look of surprise.
“You cook, by yourself?”
I gave an unconcerned laugh and nodded.
“Yes, I can cook most dishes. From the simple to the most complex ones. A few simple snacks too.”
Ledeux and Avana were there back home, but I too could cook, clean, do laundry and basic housework in general.
My family didn’t employ many people.
Money played a huge factor, however, to add to that our house wasn’t large enough to accommodate that many people living in it, and there was also the fact that the first head of the family was originally of commoner birth. Thus, our family was the type who would rather do their work themselves than employ others for it.
My mother hailed from a well-to-do merchant family but prided herself in her cooking.
It is because of the recipes my mother left behind that I hold such a considerable repertoire of dishes I can cook.
Moreover, I held an interest in housework ever since I was a child, without ever being told so.
Through self-study and from the various things my classmates in school whose parents ran stores in the business of foods or clothes taught me, I was able to follow their example.
If another can do it, so can I!
Perhaps doing housework matched my disposition, for I felt quite happy living a life resembling that of a housewife than of a noble heir.
My family was strange.
Correction. It was too strange.
I might have perhaps been the only nobleman who did housework by his own initiative.
Moreover, it was but obvious for children of noblemen to attend an academy exclusively for the nobles, however, I deliberately chose one meant for commoners.
Of course, in the school for nobles, schoolwork was voluntary and the teaching faculty were carefully selected. But the education for commoners wasn’t half-bad either.
The country paid a lot of attention to children’s coursework, thus commoners too received considerable education.
Near the school was a huge library that contained many books that could substitute for textbooks.
Above everything else, I could absorb a lot of information, and every day was fun.
I was blessed with friends I could speak my heart out to.
On the days I attended school, Ledeux and Avana managed the housework, but on the weekends I did the housework as there was no school while Ledeux and Avana had their day off.
That was how I lived my life.
“My, despite being so young.”
Not even giving me a dubious look, the Adonis instead spoke so in admiration.
I thought he would retort with something like, “Why cook? Aren’t you a noble?”, but I was instead praised.
Certainly, it must be rare for someone to cook in this generation outside of when helping out at home.
“Cooking is fun! With just a single vegetable or meat, so many dishes can be made. It is my motto to create delicious dishes that fill your stomach with as few ingredients as possible. I don’t discard vegetable stalks either. I eat every single portion that can be eaten. Even the spices; I buy the ones I can’t grind at home, but the ones I can, I make at home. It’s fun. I somehow feel as if I’m performing an experiment.”
Tch, I unknowingly chattered away quite happily.
Ah, this is bad. I exposed my poverty.
Moreover, for a noble heir to comment on being thrifty and such.
I’ve done it now.
The Adonis’ face was blank. I could not read his thoughts.
Absolute, pin-drop silence.
I went on by myself. A-Awkward…!
As I was thinking of changing the topic, the Adonis slowly opened his mouth.
“……Is it fine to ask a question?”
I couldn’t believe that the Adonis, not even mentioning my poverty that had now come to light or my comments about being thrifty, without even a chuckle, posed me a question.
Eh? A question?
He simply asked if it was fine to ask a question, but his words still packed a punch.
I audibly gulped.
It was as if I had been challenged amidst swirling clouds of dust.(1)
“M-May I ask why…?”
I unconsciously took a step backwards.
Maybe he would say something along the lines of “Despite being a Nobleman…”
Well, it’s alright. I’m used to hearing it.
“Do you perchance, know of Kufa?”
…Huh? Kufa? By Kufa, you mean that Kufa?
My shoulders slumped immediately. The words were totally outside my expectations.
“Um, if you are talking about that Kufa, the food, then yes, I do know of it. Just the other day, I ate it for lunch at my home. It is delicious.”
Kufa was a staple food for the commoners.
Stir-fried with thin noodles, vegetables and mushrooms, with julienned ginger garnished on a thick chicken broth.
It was often sold by carts on the street and I too had often eaten it.
Thinking about it made my mouth water.
Seeing me so, the Adonis’ eyes twinkled as if he were a beast that caught its prey at long last.
What’s with those eyes? Scary.
Sad News…the author deleted this from syosetu, so this is the last chapter I have of this novel… I can give ya spoilers tho. Just ping me on NUF if ya need me
Good news tho, there’s now a light novel of this https://honto.jp/netstore/pd-book_29881482.html
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An Unfamiliar Man
“What are you doing?”
Suddenly, I heard the calm and low tone of a man’s voice from behind me.
Uwah, that surprised me!
I was so surprised that I jumped abnormally.
Stop it with the surprise attacks! Geez, who is it!? This is not good for my heart!
When I quickly turned to look back, I saw a well-built man of about 30 years of age standing a few steps ahead of me.
Uwa, he’s tall! Moreover, he’s super cool!!
He was wearing some kind of light green buttoned up uniform.(1)
He had a physique that made it obvious that he had brawny muscles, even under those clothes.
Neat! He must have definitely done training, right!?
If possible, I also wanted to become like that.
If I stood beside him, hmm… That’s right, it’d be like a bean sprout and a… daikon?
I somehow felt sad comparing myself to him.
That was the difference between us.
He had a stature I had to raise my head to look at, rather short and lustrous black hair, imposing broad eyebrows, tapered single lidded eyes, a shapely nose, and pale lips.
Both sides of his face were perfectly symmetrical, devoid of any imperfections.
He had no spots or moles either.
His skin had a healthy wheatish tan to it.
Ah, his eyes were green.
They were beautiful enough to suck me in.
Who was this man? Was he a fallen god?
Or was he the greatest masterpiece of god, created by gathering together everything perfect in the world?
I somehow felt like clasping my hands together in reverence.
As I gazed at the Adonis in front of my eyes in a daze, he asked expressionlessly.
“Were you… looking at the flowers?”
Hm? This man sure is curt.
He doesn’t even smile.
Moreover, I have never seen him before.
Was there such a person?
He seemed like the Emperor’s middle-aged Grand Chamberlain, who Solvay-san had mentioned while introducing the bride candidates and the people of the inner palace to me in the beginning. I had not met him until now, so I’m unfamiliar with this man, right?
Nevertheless, even though his face was the greatest masterpiece, god seemed to have forgotten to give him a smile. God was no good either, huh?
“Ah, forgive me. I wasn’t looking at them. I was drinking the nectar of the flowers.”
He stood up in confusion and pointed at the flowers.
The Adonis repeated, “Nectar?” in bemusement.
I revealed the flower’s nectar to the Adonis.
“It’s this. You pinch here like this, and it’s sweet and delicious.”
“…Can this… be eaten?”
“Yes, flowers are delicious too. If you’re fine with sweet things, just take my word for it and give it a taste.”
The Adonis took the flower from my hand doubtfully and drank the nectar.
And he then proceeded to eat the flower too.
He mutely and impassively moved his mouth.
I couldn’t read from his expression whether he felt it was delicious or not.
“It truly is delicious. I never knew that flowers and nectar could be so delicious. I saw them as nothing more than decorations for food or ornaments.”
Ah, he thought they were delicious.
“I’m glad you think so. There are many other flowers you can eat too. Come to think of it, this sure is a treasure trove!”
“You think so? I don’t usually come here, so I never knew. Moreover, it shocked me that flowers could be so delicious.”
This time, he took a flower with nectar and drank it by himself, as if impressed.
Did he like it?
“Right? It makes for a good snack when you feel like eating something sweet. Flowers can also be eaten as a topping in salads. There’s lots of greenery here. Many flowers are blooming, and it surprised me to see that vegetables were planted too. There are also fruit trees here, so there should be no problems when it comes to eating. Really, this truly is a treasure trove! But I never expected there to be a vegetable garden in the inner palace. Moreover, it’s a full fledged one. Did any of the consorts having a hobby of growing vegetable gardens at home?”
As I spoke incredulously, greatly excited, the Adonis let out a chuckle.
But his expression immediately hardened. Ah, it reverted.
“This is the first time I’ve met a person who speaks like you. It is quite amusing. Ah, forgive me. A fair deal of time has passed since the inner palace has fallen into disuse, but it is still maintained everyday. Moreover, I have heard that there are many consorts, so perhaps they have created a vegetable garden as a hobby. Well then, may I ask for your name?”
They must be maintaining it. That’s why they could grow such wonderful vegetables and fruits. I would have gotten along well with that Consort. I wanted to meet her.
The flower’s name? Thinking so, I answered, “It’s Kito”.
“It is a cute name.”
He narrowed his eyes and smiled.
He smiled again.
For a moment, my chest felt tight.
What, what?! Throbbing!?
He only said that the flower’s name was cute!
As I gently stroked my chest, it returned to normal.
Really, it must be my imagination.
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The Luxurious Inner Palace!
I sat on the amber coloured divan by the window, munching on the beautiful and decoratively cut apples as I looked outside.
A week had passed since I had entered the inner palace.
A week ago, just as I had arrived in the inner palace in a hurry, not knowing left from right, I was allotted an unduly spacious room.
The furnishings were of the highest grade, the bed was soft and fluffy, and the clothes they prepared were also of the highest grade, as if they had taken my measurements.
But conversely, it felt too smooth to the touch, to the extent that it felt itchy.
Moreover, just as my father had said, three meals, snacks and a naptime were complementary.
Mouth-wateringly delicious meals and sweets would be served on the table every time.
Perhaps I could make this at home with a few adjustments? I’ll try to memorise the taste for the time being.
Sigh. As expected, people in high places eat good food.
Just like that, although the two month interval just started, I had truly indulged in every possible luxury.
I spent my time leisurely with nothing to do.
I was scared to a certain extent, thinking, ‘Isn’t it too peaceful? Like the calm before the storm?’
I was not worried about His Highness the Emperor arriving, thinking that he’d surely visit the other two.
Don’t come, just let things stay this way.
As expected of the inner palace, there were around 50 rooms.
It surprised me to hear that all of them were occupied a few generations back.
Just how many wives did they keep!?
Their struggle for existence must have been impressive.
I’m glad I wasn’t chosen then.
But it was deserted now.
The inner palace was segregated based on one’s social standing, and it was tremendously huge. The room I had been allocated was pretty far back.
Anyhow, it was because I was an omega of a lower rank. Even if my estrus came, I don’t think that it would influence anything.
But my estrus just ended, so it shouldn’t cause a problem.
I drank my medicinal concoctions properly too.
I haven’t met the other two yet, so I’m sure they live in the rooms meant for the exclusive use of upper nobility.
Well, I don’t think I’ll get an opportunity to talk with them even if we meet.
I got goosebumps imagining myself going ‘ahaha, ufufu’ amongst people of status.
When I got down from the carrier for the first time, I had to walk quite a bit to reach this room.
His Highness surely wouldn’t go to the trouble of taking the time to come so deep into the inner palace.
I guess you could say that I was carefree.
At any rate, I rested leisurely.
I used to commute to school or visit the library, all while doing housework back home. As such, having all the time in the world was enough for me.
But now, on the contrary, I have too much time at hand. I don’t know what to do.
I suggested they let me do some work, but that was rejected immediately.
If I knew it would be like this, I would have brought my textbooks and other things from home.
Even so, I got permission to freely roam around the inner palace.
But it would be troublesome if I happened to run into the upper nobility while wandering aimlessly.
Thinking so, I decided to stay put in my room, but my body seemed to protest. I’d grow fat if I only walked inside the room.
Above all, I had become spoiled.
It would be really bad if I remained like this.
When I return home, I’ll be asked, “Who are you?”
If I only wandered in the vicinity of my room, I probably wouldn’t run into anyone. I called out to the person who was the exclusive chamberlain assigned to my room, a demure man of around 40 years, known as Solvay-san, and went outside.
He said that he would accompany me, but I declined.
Today’s weather was nice and the sun shone bright and warm.
It was the perfect day to wash and air out the sheets and other large laundry loads.
I was thankful for the luxuries, but as expected, I couldn’t get used to the indulgence.
Presently, I was thinking about how a jam made from the blooming roses would be delicious.
Usually one would think, ‘Beautiful! I wanna wear it!’
Certainly, beautiful things are beautiful.
But I knew very well that I was a bit eccentric.
I was a noble who was closer to a commoner… You could say that my lifestyle was more or less that of a commoner’s? My title may have been that of a baron’s eldest son and successor, but because I was an omega, I didn’t think it was possible for me to find a wife. Thus, I strived in the pursuit of knowledge in order to avoid causing my father any trouble.
In reality, the chances of an omega being born to a noble was quite low.
The nobles pretty much consisted of alphas.
Both of my parents were alphas, but I was a mutated omega.
Nevertheless, my father raised me lovingly and my mother was extremely gentle.
I was truly a fortunate person.
I’m proud that I was born their child.
But I always felt guilt.
I thought about things like, ‘If I had been born an alpha, I would have been more helpful’ or ‘I would not have made my mother and father feel bad’.
After me, the barony would cease to exist, and that was inexcusable. However, my father did not mind it that much, or perhaps I should say it didn’t bother him at all.
“Isn’t it fine even if our line ceases to exist? In the first place, the head of the family caught His Highness’ eye many generations ago and received a title. Isn’t it enough for Ollie to live life the way he wants to, without being troubled by the bare necessities of life?”
My shoulders relaxed at my father’s unexpectedly simple words.
Are you serious!? I thought so for a while, but in due course, I thought of listening to my father’s words.
As I reminisced, I found the delicious nectar-filled flowers.
“They even bloom in such a place〜. I wonder if it’s fine to pluck a few?”
While surreptitiously glancing around to make sure no one was present, I crouched and grabbed the nectar pots(1) with my hands and ate them.
My checks slackened, tasting the nectar that was as sweet as honey.
At a time when I was hungry, I got a snack!
It’s delicious. I’ll pluck another.
The place I’m living at is unexpectedly nice〜.
From what little HS biology I know, there’s nectaries (nectar glands) present inside the flower, but in some cases they are present outside, like on the sepals too. I totally don’t get what part of the flower the author means lol.
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Note! This is a story set in Omegaverse. If this is the first time you’re reading omegaverse, please check out the TOC for a basic explanation.
“Starting tomorrow, you can live a life of luxury in the inner palace!”
Seeing the neverending joy in my father’s smiling face, I, Ollie Sadon replied with a mere “Hmm” and continued on with harvesting the greens in the vegetable garden.
Our house had a vegetable garden about 20 tatami(1) in size, and it was possible to harvest vegetables year-round if you planted suitable ones for each season. In addition to the vegetable patch, we had fruit trees too.
Today’s dinner was going to be greens. It would be sautéed in sesame oil, and seasoned with garlic and cayenne pepper.
“Hey~ cheer up a little, Ollie! It’s two months of luxury with three meals and a complementary naptime!”
Father was thrilled to the extent that he seemed to almost dance in joy, moving his head side to side whilst saying “It’s the inner palace! Isn’t it amazing? Isn’t it amazing?”.
Won’t your blood pressure rise if you get so excited?
Because you’re already at such an advanced age~
Besides… What? What was all about the inner palace? Was it not where the emperor kept his countless wives and… other women? From wife number one to… however far that number went. But surely there would be many beautiful, well-endowed women with full hips, right?
“Aren’t you happy?”
My father hugged me tightly. He was heavy.
Yet I, with my father clinging on, continued on with my harvest of potatoes, pulling them out one by one.
With this, let’s us make a potato manjuu(3) with pork filling, I decided as my father clung on to my back like an annoying insect.
“If you suddenly talk about the inner palace, I wouldn’t understand what you mean. I’m a noble of low-rank, and moreover, an omega. Usually even alphas from low ranking noble families aren’t called, so why me?”
“Well you see, the Emperor’s aides were quite anxious of his unmarried status and suddenly sent out a letter, stating 16-year-olds of noble rank are to live in the inner palace for a time. Oh, your Father is just as surprised as you are. I still can’t believe it. And there, if you could catch his eye and become Empress… But that said, we are of low rank and certainly wouldn’t draw much attention, so seeing as my dear Ollie often spends time thinking about how hungry you are, I felt you could use the time to feast to your heart’s content and relax.”
Come to think of it, it was true to say that the emperor of this country has had such sparingly few love affairs, that a tragic number of none have reached the ears of an ostensible noble such as myself.
More importantly, if he doesn’t intend to get married, isn’t it better to just leave him be?
“To agree to this… isn’t the other party His Highness the Emperor? Moreover, he’s the crème de la crème amongst the alphas, an Alpha of Alphas! It’s absolutely impossible. I have no interest, and he’s too out of my league. Given the choice, I will decline.”
“Well…” Hearing my words, father answered apologetically, “we cannot do that.”
After hearing the particulars, it turned out that there were only three people, including myself, at the age of sixteen!
Huh, how come there aren’t any more?
The other two were Alphas, and more so a part of the upper ranks of nobility.
Furthermore, they’re status held enormous weight. And besides, the third being me, a noble of a lower rank, why couldn’t they simply settle this between the two of them?
As to why it was merely limited to only those aged at sixteen, it appears that such was the divination from the temple.
In this country, a person who could hear the Voice of God was born once every several decades. So around a decade before the death of the former priest, a new successor would be brought forth.
That said, although it was called a temple, it currently only held a single priest and several caretakers, with only the Imperial Family being allowed to meet them.
Quite the mysterious shrine maiden.
And as to when these revelations appeared, no one really knew. Moreover, the ones that did appear after several months of silence were always regarding matters such as marriage.
Still, though, why couldn’t they just make it seventeen or something else instead.
Sigh, something smells fishy.
Isn’t it a pretext to force His Highness because he doesn’t wish to get married?
Due to it being the priest’s revelation, there was a 100% guarantee of it affecting the country. But really, those people were just acting as they pleased.
Just look for a bride in a neighbouring country! He can certainly select someone then.
It might be sacrilegious, but I refused to believe in divinations pertaining to marriage and such.
Such things were merely unrealistic.
Marriage and the like was something you grab hold of with your own two hands.
Well, the topic veered a bit off track, but essentially, due to the age limit of sixteen, these few people are invaluable. It did not matter whether they’re Alpha, Beta or Omega, they could not refuse.
No, but it really was a matter of concern though.
Wouldn’t it be embarrassing if an Omega was chosen? Weren’t everyone in the Royal family an Alpha?
I ended up thinking along the lines of ‘there are two Alphas from high ranking noble families too, so isn’t that enough?’
Am I not a freeloader?
Moreover, His Highness the emperor is rumoured to be brutal, cold-blooded, and an inhumanly merciless tyrant, so if possible I… No, I most definitely do not want to meet him.
Rumours say that just meeting his eyes would result with an arrow lodged in your head.
I have to shield myself the moment I meet him then.
And telling me to get my ass there tomorrow, are they kidding me!?
It’s way too sudden!
What about a grace period!? No!??
But complaining at this late hour wasn’t going to do anything now. It was already a done deal in this country.
Because I’d hate for my father to have his neck wrung.
But, while I’m at the inner palace, I wonder if our house will be fine.
Incidentally, working with our house was the butler, Ledeux, who had served us for forty years, and was nearly family himself, and the maid, Avana, who had served us for half as many Ledeux has.
But, will the house be fine with just the two of them?
My mother died of an illness when I was an infant. And my father, who was utterly devoted to my mother, did not marry a second time.
I will indulge in the extravagance I have no interest in for my father’s sake, and when the time comes, I’ll return home.
I’ll ensure that I don’t meet His Highness.
Ah, this really is a pain in the neck.
I prepared for the next day to come as I went bustling about the house doing chores.
Should I sneak in the shield hung on the hallway wall too?
Just to be safe.
Tatami are the straw mats that you usually see in traditional Japanese homes, but it is also used as a measurement for the floor area. A standard tatami is 6×3 feet (1.8×0.9m)
He’s referring to himself in third person. It’s usually used when you talk to little kids lol. Apparently, it sounds cute.
Manjuu is usually sweet and filled with red bean paste, but there are savoury variants too, like this recipe.