Sylvie Hart 🪐
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Chapter 4 “……!” Cain’s molars sank into the crisp, fried exterior of the potato. A moment later, the soft, fluffy interior melted across his tongue, releasing the rich, savory flavor of butter. It was an astonishingly sophisticated and elaborate taste for something as simple as a potato. But the most surprising thing of all was the seasoning. Between the salty crunch of coarse salt, layers of an unfamiliar dried herb aroma had been carefully woven together. A combination that…- 376.6 K • Ongoing
- Chapter 3 “I thought we wouldn’t be able to catch her until that person joined the extermination force…” “Basilisk poison! Spit right here! This is the guy!” “Exactly, there was a person here… Oh? This person…!” The woman was examining Cain’s body when she suddenly noticed the crest of House Bellaon and flinched in surprise. Then, as though she knew him, she brushed Cain’s hair aside and examined his face. She even used her fingers to lift his eyelids and take a closer…
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- Chapter 2 “The lord said that any dish made with this tastes like heaven. No matter how much you complain about the fishiness or whatever else, there’s no way the lord, who can no longer forget this taste, would ever take your side—” “So you were the thief.” Luciela spoke in a low voice. “What?” “That belongs to me. To me and my mother.” Luciela pointed at the bottle Nigel was shaking. “Do you have any idea how much work I put into getting the proportions right for…
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- Chapter 1 “One hundred and seventy-seven… one hundred and seventy-eight… one hundred and… seventy-nine!” Luciela straightened her back after crouching on the kitchen floor. Just ten seconds. I’ll rest for exactly ten seconds. She panted for breath and gazed at the enormous pile of potatoes she had stacked up. Every single potato had been peeled until its smooth surface gleamed, looking plump and delicious, but all that escaped Luciela’s lips was a sigh. She had peeled a…
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Chapter 6 I bit my lip. Even calling this fried rice delicious would have been a lie. I'd added far too many eggs, making it soggy, while the green onions and bacon had been chopped into a complete mess. I hadn't even dared to tackle the raw shrimp, so I'd given up on that from the start. And as for whether I'd actually fried everything properly? The bottom was burnt, while the top was still undercooked. It was a complete disaster. I'd at least piled the better-cooked parts onto…- 963.3 K • Ongoing
- Chapter 5 I quickly racked my brain. Had there been anything like this in Save the Villainous Brother? ‘I don't remember a thing.’ It couldn't be helped. No matter how popular Save the Villainous Brother had been, I'd only read it once and moved on, just like all the other novels. “Melissa.” The Grand Duke of Cardicha called Melissa without offering any further explanation. “You mustn't trouble Deputy Director Harrington any more.” I swallowed hard. There was one thing…
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- Chapter 4 Third grade of elementary school. The moment I heard those words, my mind went completely blank. “Sniff... sob... Sob...” Lady Melissa—or rather, this third-grade elementary school student—burst into tears again, which wasn't helping me in the slightest. But this was normal. A third grader was ten years old by Korean standards, and nine by the standards of this world. That was the age when you got nervous in front of strangers, made mistakes, became frightened before…
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- Chapter 3 “B-Brother...” Lady Melissa looked up at her brother with a face covered in tears. “I’m sorry...” “...” The Grand Duke of Cardicha turned around. “My sister has caused you some trouble. I’ll pay for the damages immediately, so please inform the servant I brought with me.” “It’s quite all right, Your Grace.” The Duchess of Bayrets approached with several maids and spoke. “It wasn’t anything particularly valuable, so please don’t worry. I’m…
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- Chapter 2 When I opened the wooden door, its surface eaten away and rotting in places, an icy draft colder than the outdoors in midwinter struck the tip of my nose. ‘This is the Imperial Palace in name only... Did they fail to get any heating budget at all?’ The inside was even worse. It was practically a storage room, with all sorts of junk piled and tangled together. There wasn't even the slightest sign that anyone actually managed the place. ‘Did I really come to the right…
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- Prologue I never did those things because I was expecting a reward. It was simply my job. The work I had been assigned. I had merely worked hard as an imperial official, and yet... What a shitty world. Forget rewards. People everywhere were practically fighting over who could tear me apart first. “Is that her? The villainess from the Child Protection Bureau?” “How many times has she taken children away from perfectly decent parents already?!” “Because of that woman, three…
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