I could not recover from the shock of the fraudulent item.

I drank soju when I went to sleep. I said it with Hayang sitting next to me at the mart.

“I must be dreaming since there’s no hangover.”

I think I drank at least three bottles yesterday, but my head didn’t hurt.

Memories of grasping Hayang, who was disgusted with my drunkenness, and pouring out my feelings, came to mind vividly.

“Yeah. This is reality.”

I had been on the star for three days.

Today, I was also facing the beauty of the Demon Star.

“My eyes hurt.”

The sight of Molgol, which did not adapt no matter how much I looked at it, was novel to the point of being exciting.

“…… It’ll be okay if you go to the kitchen.”

I rubbed my eyes and headed to the kitchen.

Today was the second day of Kashar’s taste recovery project.

“Miss Aileen, welcome!”

Everyone in the kitchen welcomed me. Especially, the trust the head chef sent to me pierced the sky.

“What are you planning to do today?”

“Oh, I’m still considering it. But.”

Before cooking, something caught my eye intensely.

“What is that?”

“Ah. A maid from the hall gave it. The butler sent it, and it’s a wooden decoration.”

It was a grotesque sculpture that seemed to scream like a wooden base.

At that moment, my patience hit rock bottom.

‘I can’t bear it anymore.’

“…… I need to go somewhere for a moment.”

“What? Miss Aileen?”

“I’ll be right back!”

I eventually ran out of the kitchen.

The one I had to find was Dracu.

Whether he had a lot to do as a butler, he was not there when I asked around and finally went.

Moreover.

‘Why are they all avoiding me?’

I mean the maids.

It was not difficult to talk to human servants, but the maids ran away even before I could call them.

“What’s wrong?”

I sighed softly, and I saw blue hair in front of my eyes.

“Eshtra!”

“Miss Hallen?”

He was one of the two maids who did not avoid me.

“Do you know where the butler is?”

“If you mean Dracu… he’s in the corridor behind you, Miss Hallen.”

It was like I didn’t find him even though he was right in front of my nose.

“Thank you, Eshtra!”

I turned around immediately, thinking I couldn’t miss him, but I almost regretted it.

‘I should have asked why the maids are avoiding me.’

But since I had already missed it, I decided to catch a more important target.

I really saw Dracu when I turned the corner.

‘As expected.’

He was standing by the window, drinking HaruXchae that he had squeezed himself.

I thought he would be drinking some red beverage somewhere, and my expectation was exactly right.

‘Even if it doesn’t suit his body.’

At least I wish he would change the color of the drink.

Then at least it wouldn’t look like blood when he vomited.

‘But even if the vomit is green…’

Suddenly, I thought of a fountain that spews green water.

‘That’s also Dracu’s taste.’

Somehow, the aesthetics of the maid species were overshadowed by the butler’s personal taste.

“Koo, this taste!”

Dracu’s appearance, oneshotting the vegetable juice, was like a scene from a commercial.

I approached Dracu, who was looking at the empty can regretfully.

“Hello, Butler.”

“Ah, Miss Aileen!”

Dracu greeted me warmly. However, his expression quickly turned worried.

“I heard you were looking for me. Is there anything uncomfortable with your stay?”

“It’s not that. I have something I want to give to you, Butler.”

“To me?”

“Do you also like savory vegetarian food?”

“What? Yes. I like it but…….”

Then I was relieved.

I reached out to the puzzled face of Dracu with what I had prepared.

“This is…….”

Dracu opened the box lid.

Inside it.

100% domestic chickpea, sesame full of tofu.

Snacks made with proteinfilled soy meat and black beans were packed to the brim.
Everything had been carefully selected from the dream supermarket.

“Vegetables are good, but they don’t suit the bodies of the Ma’in. Protein… So I brought a substitute for meat since you’ll need it.”

If at least the minimum amount of protein that the body wanted was met, there would be no spitting out of fruit juice.

‘It’s fortunate that there’s a vegan reason.’

There was a motive for vegetarianism during college because of my constitution.

‘Things like chickpeas and sesame seeds contain a lot of protein.’

The information stored then was useful now.

“I’ll teach you how to make it if it suits your taste.”

Although there were packages, in reality, the ingredients could be found in this world as well.

It might taste a little worse if made directly, but that would vary from person to person.

‘There should be something to suit the taste among these.’

When I gestured for Dracu to try one, he picked up a glass bottle filled with soy milk with a trembling hand.

Pop.

With the sound of the cap being opened, the darkcolored soy milk was sucked into his throat.

When he swallowed a sip, Dracu’s eyes flashed open.

Gulp. Gulp. Gulp.

The glass bottle emptied in an instant.

I was about to ask him, looking radiant.

“Does it suit your tast…”