Inside the Restaurant, three women and one man were eating happily.
Eriri, contrary to her usual behavior, strongly insisted on sitting to Mori Tsukisa's right.
According to her... 'The left side always loses in a chest comparison.'
Aki Tomoya, however, mercilessly exposed the final stubbornness of this Young Miss whose hometown was located in the plains.
'Do we even need to compare? We're not blind.'
Oh.
'Are you the only one with a mouth?'
Because Mori Tsukisa generously 'bestowed' wealth today, allowing the Boy to earn a whole month's income from one day's work, he had long since forgotten about social death, ugly nicknames, and the like.
His mind was completely filled with plans for when to buy the games.
And eating the delicious food in front of him.
Thinking about the game, the Boy picked up a small strip of meat and put it in his mouth, chewing and enjoying the tender, elastic texture as the juices and aroma filled his mouth. Mori Tsukisa, sitting directly opposite him, also picked up a strip and put it in her mouth.
"Mmm... delicious..." She picked up another one and asked casually, "What is this?"
"Beef, are you an idiot?" The girl whose hometown was far away on the plains still hadn't let go of the grudge from earlier.
"I'm asking what part it is, it's so elastic..."
Hearing this, Eriri suddenly felt that something was wrong—because she had just eaten a strip, and now, Mori Tsukisa was looking at them with a strange expression while eating... Knowing Mori Tsukisa as she did... "It's..." the girl leaned forward mischievously, looking at the three of them, "something a bull only has one of."
Pfft!
The sound of spitting came from the blonde girl and the Boy in front of her. Clearly, Machida Mariko and Yuno Gasai didn't care; after hearing Mori Tsukisa's words, they instead picked up two more strips and put them in their mouths.
"Mori Tsukisa!" Eriri screamed in a low voice, "That's disgusting! Why did you order something like this!"
"Because..." Mori Tsukisa's eyes shifted, "it's about supplementing parts with parts."
This time it was Eriri's turn for her eyes to shift... You supplemented a whole lot of nothing, didn't you?
Of course, no matter what was said or discussed, who on the table could be associated with this thing? All eyes gathered on Aki Tomoya.
"W-weird! Why are you looking at me! I'm a young man!!" Dropping his chopsticks, the Boy pushed his glasses hard. "Tsukihime Your Highness, I'm not interested in 3D things."
Mori Tsukisa smiled, "Then please return the '3D commission' you earned from me paying for the coffee, okay?"
Aki Tomoya:... In that short time, Yuno Gasai and Machida Mariko ate two more strips.
"You guys are practically committing a crime against bulls..." Eriri, who had originally liked the texture of the meat, pushed the plate far away, her brow furrowed. "There's no need to eat so much of this stuff."
"Eh, what's wrong with ox tongue? Please eat more."
Eriri:... Aki Tomoya:... Machida Mariko: Hee hee, I knew Sister Tsukisa would be like this.
Yuno Gasai: Eh? Is it ox tongue?
Mori Tsukisa: Ha! Ha! Ha!
"Ms. Mori Tsukisa."
Eriri turned sideways and looked at her seriously, "After today, let's have a one-month break in our friendship."
"Okay, do you still want ox tongue? Here."
"Two months."
...After eating and drinking their fill, the four of them were all lying back like pregnant women. Mori Tsukisa patted her flat little belly and suddenly remembered the matter Nagini had asked of her.
"Um... Miss Sparkle, who hasn't broken off the friendship yet."
Eriri glared at the grinning girl with dissatisfaction.
"I have a 'relative' who wants to take maid and butler courses. Your father's side was originally nobility... right?"
Mori Tsukisa had heard Eriri mention it once before, that the gentleman's family in Britain was quite powerful. For some reason, he was whisked away to Japan and never went back.
She used to joke that it was Sister Sayuri's charm, but looking at it now, perhaps there were other secrets...?
Eriri was puzzled by another question.
"Relative?" She carefully looked at Mori Tsukisa, who was trying to maintain a serious expression—this girl grew up in an Orphanage, what relative could she have?
"Um... I misspoke just now, it's a friend."
Eriri was so exasperated by this little maniac that she laughed, "You're just lying to my face, aren't you?"
"That's the second time! Mori Tsukisa!"
"Hee... oh, it's a very good friend. Miss Sparkle, help? Please!"
Eriri gave a 'tch' and, under the curious gazes of Aki Tomoya and Machida Mariko, told the story of her father.
—In short, it was indeed a large family. Back then, the girl was still small and couldn't remember too many things clearly. But... there were indeed maids and butlers.
"However, why don't you just have her enroll in a school?" Eriri wondered. "There are many places to study these things now. If you have the money, wouldn't it be better to go somewhere more professional?"
"Too much trouble." Mori Tsukisa's idea was simple, "She wants one-on-one instruction and doesn't want to go to another country—the teacher must come here. And besides, I'm..."
"Too lazy to find one."
"So I have to ask you."
"That's the real point, isn't it?" Eriri shot Mori Tsukisa a look. "I don't believe for a second that with money you can't find someone to teach at home. You really are... Sigh... let me think. Nowadays, those who study these things aren't simple people..."
This month... with father and mother... to London... perfect.
"Participating in a competition?!"
Aki Tomoya pushed his glasses, "You're going to London in a few days for a competition? Do people there also like 18—"
"Shut up! It's the amateur group! Landscape paintings, landscape paintings!" Showing two sharp tiger teeth, the blonde girl looked at Aki Tomoya with dissatisfaction. "I have times when I paint serious things too, okay?"
"Landscape paintings... even if you say 'landscape paintings', somehow it also makes me think of other'scenery'..."
Too lazy to deal with the muttering Aki Tomoya, Eriri turned toward Mori Tsukisa and said, "My parents and I are going to London this month. I can ask around for you to see if there are any good teachers in that circle who would be willing to come here to teach."
Mori Tsukisa was no longer interested in the teaching matter; she began to get curious about Eriri's competition.
"It's a very famous art competition in the circle..." Seeing Mori Tsukisa shaking her head blankly, the girl scolded her crossly, "An unproductive person like you obviously wouldn't know. You clearly have so much talent, yet you insist on—"
Insisting on being a pigeon instead of a human.
The girl felt a bit exhausted. "Anyway, I'm in the 'amateur group'. No, my level is just 'amateur group'. Don't you know that all the young painters in the world have gathered there? I heard the one with the most hype is that 'Young National Treasure'."
Mori Tsukisa tapped her chin. It seemed... she had heard of it?
"That Boy named Mashiro?"
Eriri said helplessly, "It's a girl..."
"Oh."
"Anyway, I'll ask. If possible, I'll bring the teacher back directly. By the way, there's no problem with the money, right? If I ask my father to help find someone, it will be very—very, very expensive."
Mori Tsukisa made an OK sign, tilted her head to Eriri's ear, and gave her a teasing look.
"The amount of gold I possess is just like your expression when you just found out you were eating ox tongue."
"Unbelievable!"
"Break off the friendship for three months."
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