Miss Heir wasn't very kind to me.

Chapter 86 17. "Bread and Light Novels"

"Hanekawa?"

"What happened?" Masumi had a bad feeling in his heart. He called her name and walked straight to the kitchen and lifted the curtain.

"Ah! Xiao Haiyue." Mami exclaimed loudly.

I saw Haiyue leaning weakly against the refrigerator, slumped on the ground, with her eyes slightly closed.

Although her chest was rising and falling slightly and she seemed to be breathing, depending on the situation, she might need to be taken to the hospital or called an ambulance.

Linyin walked closer and squatted down, asking softly, "Haiyue, are you okay?" while trying to support her body.

Masumi also stepped forward to help, and together they picked up the girl's slender body.

"Hey, Hanekawa, can you hear us?"

"Well……"

Her butterfly-like eyelashes trembled, and Masumi saw her lips fluttering slightly, then he put his ear close to Haiyue's lips.

"What do you want to say?"

"abdomen……"

"Feeling sick to your stomach?"

Masumi immediately became worried: Acute gastroenteritis? Appendicitis? Intestinal obstruction?

"There……"

Haiyue raised her fingers weakly.

Was it medicine to suppress the pain? Masumi followed her fingertips and saw the oven faithfully performing its duties, with the countdown number 14:34 pm displayed on it.

It seems like something is being baked.

Haiyue's weak voice sounded again.

"I'm...hungry."

"Eh?"

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Anyway, it was too late to cook now, so Rin prepared spaghetti bolognese for dinner.

The generous portion of noodles is topped with minced and stir-fried beef and a bright red sauce that smells really appetizing.

Haiyue was sitting on a chair, staring intently at Masumi who was walking towards her with a plate, like a wild cat waiting to be fed.

"How could I starve myself to death?" Masumi held his forehead with his hand, showing a helpless expression.

"Didn't Kamiyo leave you some rice balls in the fridge?"

In order to set up the stall today, the four of them left very early. Haiyue was still sleeping soundly when they set out, so Linyin made enough rice balls for her to eat during the day and kept them in the refrigerator.

Haiyue's reason was brief and direct: "I forgot..."

"Then make something yourself, or buy it at a convenience store."

The plate landed on the table, and Haiyue replied slowly: "Toasted bread..."

"But, before it's even finished baking... I'm out of energy..."

"I shouldn't have left you alone in the store."

Masumi sighed and pushed the spaghetti bolognese in front of her, "Alright, eat it."

"Feed me..."

"eat by yourself."

Haiyue closed her eyes as usual, and her soft and plump lips slightly opened.

Masumi sighed again in frustration.

He picked up the shiny silver fork beside him, inserted it into the meat sauce, let the noodles be coated with the sauce, rolled up a mouthful of it, and brought it to her lips.

The warm aroma drifted to the tip of Haiyue's nose. Her slender white throat trembled slightly. She slowly swallowed the noodles and opened her eyes again.

Honey-gold hair came into view, and Kurokawa Mio smiled softly: "Is it delicious? Haiyue."

"Um……"

Haiyue made an imperceptible "hmm" sound, turned her blue eyes and glanced at Masumi quietly.

"Don't look over there, just eat your meal."

Kurokawa spoke gently, and once again rolled up the bolognese with a fork and brought it to her lips.

"Come on, open your mouth."

"Uuuuuuu..."

For a moment, the only sound was the sound of food being chewed.

The whole plate of noodles was quickly eaten, and Rinyin silently took away the plate of pasta and took it to the sink to wash it.

"Thank you..." Haiyue thanked Kurokawa softly, "I feel stronger now..."

The delicate and tempting lips were moistened by cooking oil, sparkling with an alluring luster.

Just then, Asami came out of the kitchen with a plate of bread.

"Everyone, Xiao Haiyue's bread is baked. Does anyone want to try it?"

She put the tray on the table: "How can I put it, the appearance of this bread is so unique, haha." She couldn't help but let out a dry laugh.

After finishing her words, Asami seemed to be at a loss for words. She looked at Masumi and said, "Okay, Masumi-kun, you should also express your thoughts."

"And Miss Mio."

"Me?" Kurokawa Mio frowned, looking at the strangely shaped, crooked bread on the plate.

"It's round in shape, with tentacles on the sides..." She tried her best to use her imagination: "Giant Isopoda?"

Masumi couldn't help but look at her. Her thinking was too jumpy to be able to think to this point, but with the jellyfish girl's unique way of thinking, this should be the correct answer, right?
"……wrong."

Haiyue shook her head quietly: "It's... a shark."

"This doesn't look like a shark at all." ×3
Masumi, Asami, and Kurokawa said in unison.

"Are you imitating Daimaru's bakery?" Masumi asked.

"Ah."

"Because the shape is difficult to get... I worked on it for a long time..." Haiyue murmured, "In the end... I overdid it and ran out of strength and fell down..."

Masumi sighed, "Those shapes are made with molds."

"Everyone...try it too..."

"I put red bean paste in it...it's very sweet."

Asami and Kurokawa exchanged glances, then looked at Masumi.

"Masumi-kun eat first."

"Don't be so stubborn, Masumi." Kurokawa showed a resolute look: "As expected, I'll eat it for you."

What is this atmosphere like, where one feels like being forced to take poison?

Masumi looked oddly, picked up the bread and took a bite.

"How does it taste?" Mami asked impatiently, her palms clenched with sweat.

"Wait a moment." Masumi said vaguely while chewing.

"I haven't even tasted the bean paste yet."

The first bite had no filling and the texture was sticky like raw dough, as if I was holding a ball of wet cotton.

He then took a second bite, and this time he finally tasted the filling, a premium red bean paste from Hokkaido, with a delicate sweetness spreading on his tongue.

Immediately, a stronger sweetness of sugar spread throughout the mouth, so sweet that it makes people want to rinse their mouths immediately.

"……How about it?"

Those blue eyes stared straight at him.

He seems to be looking forward to his own evaluation.

"Hmm..." Masumi lowered his head for a long moment, carefully choosing his words in his mind, and then answered with a stiff upper lip.
"...It's bread that reflects the chef's care. If you're hungry, you'll probably find it delicious."

This was the only way he could think of to comfort the girl without hurting her and without distorting the facts as much as possible.

If this were the hero of a light novel, this thoughtful remark might have been enough to win the heroine's heart.

He raised his head and saw Haiyue still staring at him intently. Was she really moved?
"it's wired……"

"what?"

"Masumi, it's so strange... No one has ever said my bread is delicious..."

Haiyue tilted her head in confusion: "I also think it's...unpalatable..."

"Puchi——" Asami couldn't help but burst out laughing.

"Masumi-kun, you haven't recently put yourself in the shoes of the male protagonist in light novels."

Mami said in a teasing tone, "Gentle male protagonists are no longer popular nowadays."

"Masumi is a bit too considerate towards Kaizuki." Kurokawa Mio pouted her lips in displeasure, "But even if it's just that he's gentle towards others, I like it too..."

Is it too late for me to say it tastes bad now?
Masumi sighed quietly.

"Masumi..."

"Ok?"

He looked up tiredly and saw Haiyue whispering to him, "Thank you."

The girl tilted her head, her blue eyes vaguely reflecting his figure.

"If Masumi likes it..."

"I cook for you every day..."

Haiyue said this with a gentle smile on her face and curved the corners of her lips.

"Then it's better not to do it."

Masumi answered expressionlessly, subconsciously taking another bite of the bread in his hand.

Sure enough, it tastes terrible.

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Returning to his room at night, Masumi unfolded his notebook.

The phone on the table vibrated. I picked it up and saw it was a message from Mami.

Ryujinin Michiyo: "Masumi-kun, let's play games together. Monster Hunter, I'm really good with my katana."

Masumi: "Aren't you always playing on the game console? How do you connect online?"

Ryujinin Michiyo: "I bought the PC version just for Masumi-kun. How's it going? Are you touched?"

Michiyo Ryujinin: "(Elu cat with hands on hips.jpg)"

Masumi: "Are you sure my second-hand laptop has enough specs?"

Ryujinin Michiyo: "It's good enough. I checked the specifications before you bought it. You can play it with low graphics settings."

Masumi: "That's not fun either. I want to write a novel."

Ryujinin Michiyo: "Uwaa! You're so stubborn, Masumi-kun."

Ryujinin Michiyo: "(Dragon Roars.jpg)"

Ryujinin Michiyo: "Send it to me once you've finished writing it."

Sighing, Masumi put down his phone, held the mouse in his right hand, and opened the document editing page.

He placed his hands on the keyboard and thoughtfully typed out a line of title:

"I was reincarnated as a soldier in the Demon King's army, forced to hide my identity and infiltrate the Hero Squad as an undercover agent. I never expected that my teammates were also undercover agents of the Demon King's army, the Four Heavenly Kings!?"

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I, Miyamura Mahiro, am on the thirty-seventh day of my reincarnation into another world, and I am kneeling on the floor of the Demon King's Army's logistics department in an extremely indecent posture.

On the sheepskin scroll spread out before him was written: "Because your magic power is below the baseline, you will be transferred to the Intelligence Department effective immediately and will be infiltrating the Brave Squad to perform an undercover mission."

"What is this? The logistics department is going to exploit even the miscellaneous soldiers?"

I am a soldier of the Demon King's army who sneaked into the brave team. If my true identity is discovered, will I have a second chance to reincarnate?

My hand trembled slightly as I clutched the transfer order. I could hear the Demon King's army officer's sneer in my ear: "Stop complaining. Your magic power isn't even enough to light a bonfire. Your only advantage is that you look like a human."

He pointed to the notice on the wall recruiting teammates for the Brave Team, "Sneak in and send back intelligence regularly. This is your only value, otherwise..."

Suddenly, a cluster of blue flames shot out from the fingertips, burning the half piece of black bread that I had secretly eaten last night into ashes.

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Three days later, I was standing at the selection site for the brave team members, carrying a single-edged sword on my back and wearing simple leather armor.

With this outfit, he looks like a random adventurer who wouldn't survive a single episode in the anime. The equipment provided by the Demon King's army is too stingy.

While complaining in my heart, I listened to the selection rules, which were unexpected: 20 candidates were thrown into a cursed forest full of monsters, and the only rule was to "reach the camp alive."

"Is this kind of assessment really legal?!"

I hid behind a tree and watched the candidate in front of me being dragged into the nest by the giant spider.

Just as I was considering whether to pretend to break my leg and withdraw from the competition, a charming female voice came from behind me: "Do you need a team, sir?"

Looking back, I saw a pretty blonde beauty standing there, dressed like a nun.

I have an impression of her. When the candidates came on stage just now, passers-by shouted and introduced her identity information without permission.

"Oh my god! Isn't this the new Holy Maiden of the Papal States, Her Highness Dacus Olivigna? She's devout and compassionate, hailed as a once-in-a-millennium divine genius. She also possesses the ultimate secret technique that no one in the Papal States has mastered in a thousand years. I heard this technique is a secret of the Papal States, known only to five people on the entire continent. Once unleashed, divine light illuminates the entire land, transforming even darkness into daylight. It can purify and destroy all demons within a thousand miles, but it consumes a lot of mana and can only be used once a month, consuming a month-long period of weakness..."

It is indeed a different world, where any passerby can have such knowledge, and even the secrets of the Papal State can be clearly stated.

I gathered my thoughts and focused my attention back on the saint in front of me.

Dax Olivia, the Saint of the Papal States, possesses dazzling golden hair, goddess-like beauty, and clear eyes with gentleness and affinity.

Wait, why are there black gauze covering my eyes? Can I see the road clearly like this?

Moreover, the eyes faintly revealed behind the silk gauze did not seem to be the gray pupils as rumored, but a more enchanting blood red.

Maybe it’s because I stayed up late praying.

I shook my head nonchalantly and continued to look at the newcomer, and then the slender figure that was rumored to be there—

Wait a minute, this figure is so full, it's definitely not slender, is it? Rather, it's a body born for sin.

The food in the Papal States is so good?
Moreover, the nun's uniform was totally ill-fitting, as if the size was randomly chosen, and the style was unacceptable no matter how you looked at it. Which church's nun's uniform had a high slit skirt and wore over-the-knee socks!
Beneath the pure and holy black and white fabric, there seems to be a soft, vigorous, and full force trying to break free from the constraints of the fabric.

"Well, it's going to open up."

"What?" The Saint Lady tilted her head in surprise.

I was just about to give you a friendly reminder.

"Swish, swish, swish..."

Several short goblins suddenly emerged from the bushes, screaming and waving wooden sticks.

Very good, it’s a small monster of the same level as me. I drew out my single-edged sword and prepared to fight.

"Your Highness, please be careful. I'll leave this to—"

Before she finished speaking, a smile brighter than the angels in the church's stained glass windows appeared on her face.

The next second, the Saint suddenly pulled out a ferocious-looking hammer from under her skirt, drew a 360-degree arc accurately, and hit the nearest goblin squarely.

The goblin didn't even have time to scream before the splattered blood covered my face.

What's that? Isn't the role of the nun to cast divine spells to assist and heal allies? And what about that mace? Where did it come from?

There are so many things to complain about that I don’t know where to start. The outward manifestation is that I am completely stunned.

"Oops, my hand slipped."

She stuck out her tongue cutely. "But the way you were trembling just now really looked like those terrified prisoners in the Demon King's dungeon."

"The Demon King's Army Dungeon?"

"Ah! It's nothing. I just slipped my tongue." She said with a flawless smile, "Let's continue to defeat the monster."

"As a nun, what I hate most is goblins."

The Saint Lady's expression turned cold. "I'll just use the wailing of these low-level monsters to please that bitch in heaven... the Goddess."

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After finishing the opening chapter in one breath, Masumi gently rubbed his sore shoulders and let out a long breath.

That’s all I’ll write for now today.

Next, the protagonist, Mahiro Miyamura, teams up with three undercover officers of the Demon King's army, successfully passes the selection, and forms a brave team to defeat the Demon King.

Although it was only a first draft, Masumi was quite satisfied with the completion. All he had to do next was adjust the specific wording and check for typos and omissions before publishing it on the website.

He straightened his upper body, stretched his arms, and stretched himself, the sound of joints pulling and pulling rang in his ears.

I glanced at the time displayed on the computer screen, 11:04, did time pass so quickly?
Sure enough, when people concentrate on doing something, time passes quickly and it is difficult to notice the flow of time.

Fatigue and sleepiness suddenly flooded his eyelids. Masumi swallowed his yawn, got up and walked out of the room. After washing up in the bathroom on the second floor, he returned to his room, turned off the lights, and went to sleep.

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(End of this chapter)