Episode 17 – Princess Saara’s efforts and bold proposal

Yesterday was a big day.
I sent a message…… with the intention of just being a little bit thoughtful.

That was a lot of work. ……

I had no idea that Princess Saara, who had a fever, would become such a loose and selfish princess. ……
It’s like it consumed my mental energy.
To quote myself from the other day, as a result of the literal effect on my physical strength,…… I fell asleep with all my might when I got home yesterday.

In case you’re wondering, I wore a mask to nurse her, and I only took the mask off when I blew on her.
The first time I was ahhh’d was the day Sarla moved in, and the very first time I’ve dealt with it in ten years.
It’s a funny story if it was a boy feeding a boy, but it’s very dangerous in its current form.

What can I say …… that …….
It was so awesome to see her in her pajamas, she was so vulnerable …….

I wish she would at least close the front. She is way too grown up.
I don’t know about the other girls, but they are clearly over-sized.
I think it was a spiritual training for me to watch over Saara, who is an adult in body but a child in mind, for a long time until she finished eating.
I’m glad I persevered.

Also, the room surprised me.
She is very solid in school, smart and versatile in sports, and if it weren’t for that long hair, she would definitely be “Royal child Saara”.

However.
In a word, Saara’s room was ‘fluffy’.
It’s not very nice to fit that kind of stereotypical image,……, but there was a white and peach-colored fluffy stuffed rabbit on her study desk.

What I saw afterwards.

–cooking book

Princess Saara is a genius who can do anything, but not everything can be done from the beginning.
I know that better than anyone else.
I am sure she changed because she wanted to change.

That makes the pretty room look different.
She has the ability to look good at school with these hobbies.
I am sure that her efforts must be extraordinary.

I can’t keep dwelling on yesterday’s events.
I’ll do my best as a student in the next room so that I won’t be outdone.

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Whenever I enter a class, I always receive a cheerful greeting from Saara.
Today, however, she glanced at me and looked troubled.

“……g-good morning.”
Good morning, …….”

With a somewhat awkward greeting, Saara returns to talking with her friends.
As soon as the chime rang, she quickly maneuvered her phone under the desk and my phone responded.

“Thank you for taking care of me yesterday!”

Ah, she is probably sorry that she was taken care of?
What a law-abiding fellow.

I was thinking when another message was sent to me.

“If you could, I’d appreciate it if you’d forget about yesterday ……!”
“That’s impossible.”

I answered immediately.
Forgetting about yesterday was a waste …… of time, and what is impossible is impossible even if you ask for it.
As soon as I replied, Saara turned to me vigorously with a desperate look on her face, but I ignored it.

After a bit of an event, today is just another day, and the day begins as usual.
Even though there have been changes, the mountain will return to its gentle descent again.
And so it becomes everyday life.

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It was nothing like that.

“I would like to discuss something with you.'”

Saara straightened her posture in front of the empty dishes after Friday night’s dinner.

“What’s the matter?”

What is troubling her?
Saara, who looked as if she was having a difficult time, eventually opened her mouth as if she had made up her mind.

“Well, the other day’s porridge was very good, literally the best porridge in the world.”
“Ah, uh, well, that was great.”

I chuckled at her dutiful reiteration of thanks, and Saara leaned forward.

“You know, I’m curious about the raw materials you used …..!”
“Hmm? Maybe you want me to teach you how to cook or something like that?”
“That’s part of it, but it’s not like that.”

Hmm? That’s not it?

“I cook, too, so I know. I know that the ingredients you used were probably good ones.”

Ah, I see.
I see… Saara understands the ingredients I used.
Well, if she wants to take a look, I’m happy to show her.

I took out what I had used the other day from the back of the refrigerator and handed it to her.

“…… manufacturer Sakuya Production, additive-free domestic dried mushroom blend?”
“Yes, yes. They’re cooked down with the vegetables, and after all the broth has been extracted, they’re chopped up so finely you can’t even tell the ingredients are there.”
“……”

Saara stared at the package, which was now running low, and then looked at me.

“How much do you want?”
“No, I wasn’t sure when to use it, never mind–“
“Hesitation is expensive, isn’t it?”

Ugh, I have a good intuition.
In fact, you’re right, or, well, it’s a few thousand yen. ……
But hey, the request was for “the best porridge in the world,” so I had to cut to the chase at this point.

Saara looked at the drawer I had just taken out.
She also looked at the refrigerator.
…… This is probably even exposed to the fact that I probably made a combination of many other things. ……

“Well, this is what I’d like to do, or maybe what I’d like to do.”
“Um, here you go.”
“Ah-Aaaah I was wondering if you’d like to go shopping with me tomorrow. I’ll buy a lot of stuff for you. I’ll buy and make a lot of things for you, as a thank you for making you feel better.”

Saara made such a proposal while turning bright red.

So my Saturday plans were suddenly decided.
We would go to a product exhibition in the city center and do some shopping together.

-Isn’t this totally a holiday date?

I was going to point out that it is.

“Okay, ……!”

I thought it would be impolite to point this out to Saara, who was looking forward to it immensely.
I didn’t want to show off too much, but I was already looking forward to it.
I’m changing little by little, I guess.

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