About the time I was picked up and adopted by Tallulah

After Orson refused the other party's reward, he returned to Maria. Before he could say anything, Maria started to complain:

"Why are you so skilled, Orson?"

Maria asked with eyes wide open in disbelief.

"Eh? This is considered skilled? I'm still far behind Alina."

Orson said as he rubbed the back of his head sheepishly.

Although Maria didn't know who the "Alina" Orson was talking about, the actions she just took felt no worse than those of the head butlers she had seen in other knight nobles' homes when she was a child.

"It's already great..."

"Hmm—maybe it's because I worked as a housekeeper for a while before, so I have some experience."

Orson, who used to be Zaolu's bodyguard and later became a butler, recalled.

As for Maria, she became even more confused after hearing Orson's explanation. The previous experience of this "Infected Knight" seemed a little too rich.

"Huh? You're the Infected Knight who's a follower of the Linguang family!"

Just when Maria was about to ask something, a middle-aged female customer recognized Orson, and her voice sounded particularly harsh in the cafe.

The words "Infected" were still very eye-catching to everyone. Maria looked at Orson and was about to say something when Orson gestured that it was okay and that she could just leave it to him.

In Che City and the North, Orson has encountered too many emergencies caused by his identity as an infected person, so he also has ways to deal with such things.

"Ma'am, please allow me to apologize for disturbing your rest, but I hope you can understand that Ore Disease cannot be transmitted except through blood contact."

Orson knelt on one knee before the woman, his tone sincere and humble.

"Even so..."

"In the meantime, please forget my identity. I am your exclusive servant at this moment. What can I do for you?"

"I...you...ahem, then I'll have a serving of 'Love-filled Omurice'..."

Staring at Orson's pure pupils, the middle-aged woman blinked, then covered her nose with a handkerchief and ordered food, no longer continuing the previous topic.

After resolving the dispute in no time, Orson turned around and gave Maria a thumbs up.

"Well, the knightly etiquette I trained on earlier was quite effective, wasn't it?"

"I don't think this has anything to do with chivalric etiquette..."

Maria sighed. If her aunt saw what just happened, she would definitely suspect that there was something wrong with her eyesight.

After that, Orson gradually became a popular target in the coffee shop, and Orson would also help Maria correct some of her posture and manners.

"It's best to keep your head and neck in line when bowing, which will look more beautiful."

"Okay... okay."

Maria didn't expect that there would be coaching and training at her workplace, and she didn't expect that Orson would stick close to her and gently help her correct her posture with his hands.

Xia Guang even thought about making a mistake on purpose to let Orson get closer for a while. Anyway, these days, the news often reported nonsense about him and Orson being together, so he might as well give up.

The customers next to them didn't realize that they didn't order anything in the cafe, so they just ate a bowl of dog food first.

After just one morning, Xia Guang had already learned some basic etiquette, which was probably enough for attending formal cocktail parties and dinners.

"Let's take a short break. There aren't many customers at this time."

"Okay... I didn't expect maintaining etiquette would be so tiring."

Maria wiped the sweat off her face and prepared to take a short rest.

As Xia Guang arrived at the lounge, a girl from the Filin tribe with light blue hair pushed open the door.

"Hello, how may I help you—um, Rosemary?"

Orson went out to greet the guest with ease and found that the guest in front of him seemed familiar.

26. Kitten asks for a kiss

"Huh... Orson?"

Rosemary, who was sitting in a chair frowning and studying the menu, also noticed Orson. She looked at the young man in front of her with some curiosity.

"Haha...it's me."

Orson smiled awkwardly. He didn't expect to run into Rosemary in such a place.

"Rosemary, is she here waiting for someone? Or is there something else?"

He was a fool after all, so after a few seconds of initial awkwardness, Orson returned to his previous self and asked Rosemary why she was there.

"Well, I just passed the Knights Association's assessment and became an official competitive knight. Doctor Kel'tsit gave me some pocket money, so I came here to try some cake."

Rosemary rummaged through her pockets as she spoke, and soon pulled out a not-too-large-denomination Casimir currency, which she showed to Orson as if to show off.

"I see. Congratulations~"

Orson ruffled Rosemary's hair, and the latter immediately rubbed it back with a satisfied expression.

"Since we're celebrating, I'll treat you this time! What kind of cake would you like, Rosemary?"

"This, this won't do..."

When Rosemary heard that Orson was going to pay out of his own pocket, she said in a panic that this was not possible, but Orson still said firmly that this time it must be on him.

"What kind of cake would you like, Rosemary?"

"Well, is that cake by the door okay...?"

Rosemary pointed sheepishly at the cake printed on the billboard outside.

"The sign at the door says mango mousse, is this okay?"

"Uh-huh."

Rosemary nodded, and after a while, Orson brought a larger PLUSPROMAX version of mango cake and placed it in front of Rosemary's table.

"It's really as big as the sign says...!"

Rosemary stared at the mousse cake on the table, which Orson had specially enlarged by five or six circles, and swallowed.

"Right, speaking of which, Rosemary, why did you come to this shop? I remember there seemed to be a special cake shop next to it."

"Because... I was drawn in when I saw the sign. I don't even know where this place is..."

Rosemary explained embarrassedly that she was simply like Jerry who was attracted by the cheese and was fooled by the advertisement in front of the door.

"This is, uh, a coffee shop focused primarily on customer service."

Orson was stunned for a moment, thinking about how he should explain "maid cafe" to Rosemary, and then found a more subtle way to describe it.

“Customer service?”

The kitten shook its ears.

"Well, guests can ask the waiters to do some 'killer tricks', like drawing or writing on the cake with cream, or feeding the guests with their own hands. Rosemary can also make some requests."

Orson explained, then asked Rosemary if there was anything she needed to do.

"Um...can I kiss you?"

“Puff, cough, cough, cough!!!”

Orson was almost choked to death by Rosemary's powerful and straightforward "service request".

"Where did you hear this kind of thing, Rosemary?"

Orson suddenly felt the same emotion that Patriot felt when he learned that Snow Rabbit had been seduced by him.

"Dr. Warfarin told me that kissing is the most intimate way one person can express to another."

Rosemary tilted her head innocently in response.

"I see. I understand everything now."

Orson nodded and planned to return to Rhodes Island. The first thing he would do was to strip Warfarin naked and hang her on the bridge, and then eat Maoxuewang, duck blood, vermicelli and pig blood sausage in front of her.

"Does kissing mean something bad...?"

Rosemary noticed something was wrong with Orson, and she asked hesitantly in a low voice.

"Haha... that's not impossible."

Orson sighed as he looked at Rosemary's pitiful and confused appearance.

What bad intentions could a little cat have?

Orson half-knelt in front of Rosemary, gently moved closer to her eyes - and then kissed Rosemary lightly on the cheek.

It definitely won't be mouth-to-mouth! I'm not planning on going to jail yet.

"Are you satisfied, Miss Rosemary?"

Orson asked in a low voice, and Rosemary was stunned for a moment, then blushed and nodded and smiled at Orson.

"Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, Oosen!?"

As luck would have it, Maria, who had just finished her break, saw this scene as soon as she went out, and she let out an unbelievable sound.

"It's Sister Maria from before, hello."

Rosemary noticed Maria and greeted her politely.

"Hey...you were the Cat-Eared Knight back then, Rosemary—what's going on, Orson?"

“It’s just a service to satisfy the customers…”

Orson explained to Maria with a wry smile, and after hearing the whole story, Maria pondered for a few seconds:

"Then I want this service too...!"

"You are now in a position to serve others!"

Maria said with a blushing face while Orson complained awkwardly.

"So sweet, meow~"

Unlike the two people who were in a subtle and awkward atmosphere, the culprit Kitty had already closed his eyes slightly, wagging his tail with a happy look on his face, enjoying the rich and happy taste brought by the cake.

After lunch break, the number of customers in the cafe increased several times in the afternoon, and almost all of these customers came for Orson.

"what happened……?"

Maria, who had become increasingly busy, was somewhat bewildered. A colleague beside her pulled out her phone and opened the short video app [Dou Mawei]. The top-ranked video on the app was titled, "The Successor of the Casimir Spirit is Actually a Little Knight Hiding in a Maid Café!?"

The content of the video is Orson working in a coffee shop. I don't know if it is because of the editing and post-processing, but Orson really looks like a "knight" wearing a butler's uniform in a coffee shop, and it is the kind of "knight" image that fits all the imaginations in people's minds.

After the short video became popular, not only did the coffee shop see a surge in customer traffic, but it also attracted a lot of strange-looking guys who were panting and seemed to be running at full speed.

"Give me a cup of black coffee and... uh... a handshake."

——There is a green cat head belonging to Rhodes Island who I have met before.

"Ahem...ha...give me a cup of milk tea and cake combo, and then a set of knight greeting service."

——There was that dashing and heroic military lady who almost kissed him at the Howling Guard headquarters (?).

"One crepe. Please also give me an invoice so that I can be reimbursed for my expenses during work."

——And there was the white-haired Kuranta girl whom I had seen once when I was acting with Orson before.

"You guys are making such a big scene, aren't you?! Forget it, anyway... just give me a sleeping package!"

——Ms. Zofia, who did not want to reveal her name, made an extremely shameless request.

"Fortunately, these people didn't come together..."

The person involved, Orson, expressed such emotion, his tone as if he had survived a disaster.

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There are 16 days left until the start of the Special Championship

+Today I got the starting funds to buy equipment.

+Learned knight etiquette and spent some time with Orson

-Failed to get Orson's "service"