Boring Life

After tidying up all the tableware and returning to the kitchen, Torin was wondering how to bring up what had just happened to the chef, but Flora stepped forward first.

“Mr. Cooke, just now trainee knight Kelly asked us, asking…”

After silently listening to the blonde girl’s words, Chef Cooke looked at the cowering Torin aside and asked sternly, “Is it true?”

“Yes.”

Looking at the kitchen clock, Cooke thought of the old butler asking him to take care of someone last night and said to Flora,

“Come over here, this is the last dish to be prepared for the Crown Prince. If it were you, how would you plate it?”

The apprentices were very surprised.

Three of them had already started to learn about plating, but even the one with the best performance could only occasionally show off a little on the dishes prepared for the old butler and the knight lords.

This little maid was actually using the Crown Prince to practice right away?

Why?

Just because of that one hand she showed on the dishes for ordinary servants just now?

Was that plating really that good?

They didn’t quite understand the situation and what the chef was thinking.

Flora noticed the apprentices’ surprise and other emotions, but she was never someone who would be affected by these things, and the best way to dispel this pressure and controversy was to prove herself with strength.

She quickly walked to the chef’s side and observed the dishes that had already been made.

Soon, she frowned and shook her head.

“I’m afraid I can’t do well with just this.”

The apprentices couldn’t help but breathe a sigh of relief, thinking that this was right.

If an amateur succeeded right away, they wouldn’t know where to put their faces.

The chef raised his eyebrows and said:

“You still can’t use a knife, right? Just tell me what you need.”

Flora was overjoyed.

“Then, Mr. Cooke, can you help me cut these into shreds, and carve this into a flower shape…”

In fact, Flora knew very well that simple food placement couldn’t achieve excellent plating.

It had to be done with food carving techniques and a certain degree of knife skills.

The apprentices and knights were just making a fuss because they had rarely seen it and usually ate too perfunctorily, which was why they thought the plating she showed was so great.

But with the chef’s help, the ideas that only existed in Flora’s mind could be fully displayed.

In Flora’s opinion, truly exquisite plating should depend on the situation.

If you want to attract customers, then naturally the more beautiful the plating, the better.

If you want to show the chef’s ideas and pursuits, then the plating must show artistry and be more stylish.

Now the service object is the Crown Prince.

The black-haired boy who was slightly angered by her yesterday and always looked at everyone with disdain from the bottom of his heart.

Flora decided to use more colorful colors and shapes that looked more playful and cute to amuse him… Even if he wasn’t happy, he could feel the few smiles in the mansion from the dishes.

“Are you sure you want to plate it this way?”

Chef Cooke also saw what Flora was going to display and asked in surprise.

“Yes, I think doing this can make His Highness relax.”

Flora nodded confidently and firmly.

“Prince Ryan, it’s time to eat.”

Outside the bedroom, the old butler’s familiar voice came.

“I know.”

Ryan Rowland answered lightly, turned off the oil lamp, and left the dark and boring room.

Coming outside, although the room was warm and bright with sunlight shining through the windows, Ryan still couldn’t feel a trace of warmth in his heart.

This had nothing to do with the assassin lurking in the house not being found yet… There were too many similar things, and he was already numb, so he wouldn’t be shaken by this.

It was just that most things in this world were extremely boring, and he couldn’t get excited about them.

For example, the servants and guards that could be seen everywhere, one moment they were laughing and joking or slacking off, and as soon as they saw him coming, they either bowed in trembling or straightened their backs pretending to be working hard.

If he glanced at them, the situation would be even worse.

They would mistakenly think that they had made some mistake, kneel on the ground and apologize and beg for mercy, and it wouldn’t work if he didn’t care about them…

At least in the past, there was a situation where he was in a hurry to leave and didn’t say anything, and the servant committed suicide in the end.

No matter what he did, even if it was an extremely ordinary act, these ignorant guys would always inexplicably make all kinds of bizarre interpretations.

So he didn’t like to talk, and he didn’t like to make extra moves.

Over time, he became fond of quietness.

The mansion was always very quiet, as he wished… It might have been a little noisy recently, but from today onwards, it would return to peace.

But this was Ryan Rowland’s daily life.

From the day he took on this surname and became the heir to this empire, this silence would accompany him for life—

‘This is so utterly boring.’

And it wouldn’t change in any way because of his thoughts.

The restaurant was approaching.

Ryan felt even more bored with the breakfast that was about to be presented in front of him.

Having eaten from childhood to adulthood, he had already eaten all the so-called delicacies.

Even sitting in the familiar chair, the old butler silently opened the lid of the plate, eating the chef’s almost unchanged dishes… All of this was so boring.

The ridiculous thing was that he couldn’t show disgust and boredom.

Nor could he show clear preferences.

Because it would be used by those with ulterior motives… That boring old guy taught him that.

“Prince Ryan, please enjoy.”

But in order to have enough physical strength to carry out that utterly boring scheming and handle those boring affairs that were only for him to practice, but the boring old guy had to review them once.

Even if he had no appetite, he had to fill his stomach.

The human body was just so boring.

He couldn’t help but want to laugh, but he immediately restrained himself.

Because he had to become such a boring person.

‘This is so utterly boring.’

He cursed in his heart and picked up the knife and fork—

“?”

Not far away, there was a strange plate.

Or rather, the dishes in the plate were strange.

Cucumbers cut into star shapes, heart-shaped carrots, unknown ingredients like flowers…

The ingredients themselves were very normal, but the shapes and plating were too unique compared to other dishes.

It was like a crosstalk performer suddenly broke into a serious meeting, trying to make you laugh at the wrong time.

‘This doesn’t look like Cooke’s style… Did he let an apprentice practice?’

Ryan quickly rejected this idea.

‘No, he wouldn’t do this. If there was a mistake, he should have come to apologize by now.’

For no reason, Ryan thought of a certain golden figure.

‘How is that possible.’

Ryan silently put that plate of dishes into his mouth.

The taste was nothing special, obviously Cooke’s craftsmanship.

But for some reason, he didn’t feel the usual greasy feeling.

When he came back to his senses, there was only one cucumber left in the plate.

What was even more amazing was that after putting this last cucumber into his mouth, even knowing that the other dishes were the same as usual and nothing special, he still looked forward to it.

‘This dish is really well done.’

After eating everything, Ryan said silently in his heart.

But he didn’t say anything and left the restaurant.

There were occasionally such situations in this boring life.

But without exception, they would all be like shooting stars, fleeting.

This time would be no exception.

As long as you don’t have hope, you won’t be disappointed.

However, Ryan forgot one thing.

That was that silence was sometimes an expression—

“That dish just now… His Highness had no comments!”