Tonight， You Will Be Mine. 390

Chapter 390 – 38. Hot Springs and Meat (Complete)

It is common knowledge that the more sincere a person is, the more vulnerable he or she is to sudden feelings of despair. The same was true for Hanryang, who wandered around the mansion for no reason in the early evening, and the Baron, who wandered around because he had nothing to do after completing his daily schedule.

As a result of living fiercely against busy daily life and messy work life, resting has become boring. In fact, ordinary people endure hard labor just for that kind of rest. Well, that doesn’t mean others have to follow suit.

Anyway, Rom felt bored for the first time in a while.

The reason was very trivial. It just occurred to me as I was taking the dancers wrapped around my shoulders to their respective beds. It’s not unusual because these feelings usually come at unexpected moments.

‘Hmm? Now that I think about it, when was it?’

Is this a reaction to escaping from the pressure that was always taken for granted? Or is it the breath of a body that has not yet fully returned? Maybe it was both. But the important thing was that I really liked the feeling of lightness that I felt now.

Depression and loneliness.

‘The last time I wasn’t chased by something.’

And sometimes a welcome silence.

Even shallow sadness was not a bad option if you enjoyed it from a reasonable distance. Especially since the Baron did not enjoy drinking. It was easy to be captivated by this unfamiliar feeling, similar to how one looks at the world while drunk.

‘It wasn’t particularly burdensome, but it was refreshing.’

Whether in my current life or my past life, I was incredibly busy. I had a big head and thought of hobbies as luxuries. At most, I read some sensual novels. After reading about one page, I closed it and focused on practicing my sword skills.

Coincidentally, because of this, Rom, who seemed to be a perfect superhuman in everything, gained an unintentional humanity. When all the women who were supposed to read her books left, she had no idea what to do with her time.

‘Oh, if you think about it, Lucien must be in the basement.’

He was walking slowly but stopped inadvertently. It dawned on me later that she was trampling on her nuns in her unusual ways. I didn’t sympathize with her because she was a cheap girl, but she couldn’t help but get creeped out sometimes.

‘Do you think it would be better to eat something? Or even a light walk?’

As a lord, you should not neglect studying current affairs. As a knight, she also had to check to see if her skills were rusting. But what can I do about her disappointment when she spends her long-awaited rest on self-improvement?

‘Hmm, the habit of making a plan first for anything is bad in times like this.’

I was just wandering aimlessly. It was a house that had only been renovated and had never been examined in detail, so it was worth taking a leisurely look around. It started with the window glass, which was covered in frost and looked like geometric decalcomania, which was interesting, and the indoor green garden, which was refreshing despite the harsh cold outside.

The sound of gently flowing water in the bathtub.

The noise of daily life in the butler’s office turning the pages of a book.

Also, in the head maid’s room, there is even an iron castle with crochet hooks interlocked as if knitting.

Everyone remaining in the mansion was spending their time wisely. Thanks to their years of experience, their rest was so unusual that Rom became jealous. It seems like this is what rest should be like. It was probably a good idea to ask to learn.

I didn’t want to disturb anyone, so I left right away.

By the time I was trudging down the central staircase along the nicely decorated hallway, a rather strong and delicious smell tickled my nose. It seemed like someone in the kitchen was absorbed in cooking. No wonder they didn’t spare any spices. The candidates were quickly narrowed down to the spicy crab from afar.

“What are you doing?”

The woman with her curly hair tucked behind her ear was quite tall. She was busy stirring the pot she had placed on the fire, taking care to keep her contents from scorching. Thanks to this, all Rom saw was the back of her underwear.

“Ashka.”

Even with her sturdy physique, her femininity is not lost. Her huge breasts, her buttocks that cannot be hidden even on a piece of fabric like a robe, and even all that beauty can be admired from behind. Because

“Master? What’s going on in the kitchen…”

“I was just wandering around because I was bored.”

As she gently turned around, her thick eyebrows and gray eyes gave off an appealing expression. If there was anything that stood out about her bronze-colored, dark features, it was definitely her charming point, and indeed, she had the impression of mesmerizing men.

Sometimes, it’s easy to forget that this is the woman who made it her business to kill.

“Uncle Leonard said he went out to escort her wives.”

“Other kids went there. I followed her blind maid to do the heavy lifting when she was shopping. A former co-worker told me he was coming to see the new store, so I came back alone. Anyway, there are enough people needed for security.”

“Well, the nanny went with us, so don’t worry. “I was just curious to see a bitch who went out rummaging around in a cauldron by herself.”

“This one? It is traditional Vedic food called curry. When Manushi like us gets homesick, there is no other dish like this. The head maid and the butler also said they would like to try it at least once, so I said I would be in charge of dinner tonight.”

“Ah, I’ve had it before. But I think this was really spicy. “I don’t know if it will suit the tastes of older people.”

“There are strong likes and dislikes, right? Originally, it would have been correct to loosen more starch here. But what I’m making now is not a curry as a stew. “It’s curry as a sauce.”

“What’s different?”

“I’m going to make a rice dish called pilaf. It is easy to understand that we are making bouillon for that purpose.”

“Hmm, that’s interesting. Are all Vedic diets like that? “I feel like if it’s thick, it’s like soup.”

“It certainly seems like most Gallic people tend to only use clear, boiled broth. However, even if it is based on these spices, it has a strong taste, so it is not bad.”

Asuka seemed amused as she explained every little detail of the cooking process. She was not a newlywed, she was a married woman in her 40s with a child, and she was definitely a housewife who took care of the household, so it was no wonder that she enjoyed running the household.

“What are you talking about homesickness earlier?”

“It’s just a guess. Some people often say things these days that make them think of their hometown. It doesn’t happen often, but sometimes. I probably don’t have very good memories, but really…”

“I can send you on as many trips as you want. “Why don’t you ask for a vacation?”

“Are you serious?”

Asuka, who was slowly reducing the firepower beneath her, blinked her eyes. Then, one step later, she remembered Rom’s temperament and was convinced. Baron Arden is definitely a man you should not have as an enemy. However, she had a bold side to the point where she remained calm even in situations where a normal person would get angry.

“I was worried that you might be upset.”

“Why me? I think it’s rude of you not to understand the distress of your subordinates, but you are tools before that. Is it used when a slave who has sworn to become property thinks about escaping? I’ll help you do whatever you want to do, but that’s it. “I absolutely cannot tolerate any attempt to escape from these hands against my will.”

“You are such an unknown person.”

“That’s because we only judge based on unnecessary twists and turns.”

“Maybe so. “If you want to taste it, I’ll bring it to you as soon as it’s finished, so take a break.”

“How long does it take to do everything? If there is anything I can help you with, let me know.”

“Uh, I need to bring a whole fish and remove the bones…”

Chang, squeak! This happened before she could finish what she said as she pointed to the cutting board on her side of the kitchen. Before she had even taken out her knife, she suddenly heard a sharp sound and the piece of meat she threw into the air fell into the water.

“Again?”

“Good for frying vegetables…”

Swish, Tododog! It was the same this time too. As its name suggests, frozen soil is a place where crops do not grow well. Naturally, vegetables brought in from overseas turn into solid blocks of ice by the time they are brought into the kitchen. In a way, thanks to that, at least one degree of freshness was guaranteed.

‘Are you bored?’

As the saying goes, “It’s like killing a chicken with a knife,” And Rom’s actions in helping with cooking, something that anyone who uses a knife can dream of, felt a little trivial. Not in a bad way, actually. Even Ashuka, who at first thought she had come for some reason, soon found out what was inside her.

“Master, are you really bored?”

“I just don’t know what to do. “Everyone is away or busy, but I’m free.”

“I can’t believe the person who cuts the tough musk ox meat and frozen vegetables in one go with his bare hands can’t bear the boredom. If someone else heard it, they would laugh and say it was a joke.”

“What can I do if it’s true? I’ve played a lot of times in my life. “I didn’t grow up in a leisurely environment where I could have hobbies.”

“Surprisingly, they seem to be in a position to connect with us.”

“So what should we do? “If it’s a hassle to deal with making food, you can go somewhere else.”

“It’s true that I’m busy. This dish is cumbersome and requires a lot of work. However, it is absurd to kick out a master just because he is a slave in name and has his own work to do. Thanks to your help, there is still a little bit left until the end, so please wait.”

The former executive of the Seokhwadan killed many people before reaching that level. In her own way, she was good at trickery and had a cunning personality by nature. Isn’t that true, considering that she resisted until the end after being taken prisoner by the male writer?

Despicable Ashka.

Some enemies even gave this infamous female assassin that nickname. In the same vein, her subtle smile did not mean she had no intention of scoring points with her Baron. However, the importance of her loyalty was greater.

“You know what? A northern specialty chosen by those who enjoy art.”

“Isn’t it a rare earth?”

“Not special products.”

“I don’t know. “They are wives to me, though.”

“Hot springs and mead, my dear Baron.”

For those seeking happiness through a difficult world, the specialties of northern Gaul are hot springs that boil the whole body and quench, and mead that makes your face glow.

“Then what about the West?”

“It can’t be called Seokhwadan, right?”

“It’s a dance move with a woman.”

On the other hand, the specialty of the West, where only the wind mixed with sand blows freely, is a woman who allows us to dream of tomorrow in a bleak world, and a dance move that sublimates the day’s anguish into art.

“You really don’t know what I’m talking about?”

“I don’t know.”

“Here is a dancer who is a famous woman of the West and is skilled in dance moves. “It’s perfect to play with until the ladies come back.”

I have no hobbies. So is fun. The Baron, who can endure hundreds of miles alone, has an unexpected side to his boring daily life. But then, how about it?

“You seem depressed. I’m telling you that this slave bitch is going to be a really, terrible wench.”

It’s enough to find out from now on.