
Kitchen Palace
"Who gave you the right to cook?" tanya Haruka came over arrogantly.
Rakia stopped his activities. "Prince Rui himself gave the order to make him breakfast. So if you want to protest, just go to Prince Rui."
"Because the Prince himself gave you the order, let me ban—"
Rakia pointed a knife at Haruka making all the servants flinch.
"Rakia, are you crazy?!" peekik Haruka's.
"I don't need your help, so don't bother me," Rakia looked flat.
Haruka squeaks. "Okay, I'm leaving!"
"Basic, always get in trouble with me!" pissed Rakia.
30 Minutes later after the dish was ready, Rakia immediately brought it with her.
Pranks!
"Oh no, how is this? Food for the Prince fell. Well, the Prince will wait a long time, preferably cleaned up soon. I'll help get it done," Haruka said with a satisfied smile as she cleaned the floor.
Rakia's eyes are squeaking. He grabbed Haruka's hair and dragged her to the floor where her cooking was scattered.
"Akh!" ringis Haruka when touching broken plates.
All the servants were in shock as they stared at Rakia in horror.
"Rakia, how dare you!" haruka Exclamation.
"Let me help you clean it," said Rakia, grabbing a Jug of water and dousing Haruka from overhead.
"God, he really doesn't have a heart."
"When Miss Haruka wanted to help him but he was that rude."
"Ih, she's a scary woman, like she got mental."
"If it's mental like that, why would he have to serve the Prince personally for a week?"
"Ush, shut up, we could be the next target."
"Basic psychopath!"
Rakia did not break the babble of the servants, and only focused on Haruka. "I had expected this to happen, unfortunately I made 2 similar dishes just in case."
The woman took the other dish covered in a stainless dessert while stepping away. "Zamamiro(You deserve it)."
Haruka grimaced holding onto her body which was scratched by broken glass.
"Rakia, I'll remember this."
The Fifth Prince's Chamber
"Why have you been so long?" ask Prince Rui.
"So I met a rat, so I took care of it first" Rakia replied.
"Rice? Are you kidding me?"
"The trial is over. It's your breakfast," Rakia said ignoring.
Prince Rui stared at the dish.
"Venison Roast Showing Two Expression Real Life" Rakia said.
"Why add real life behind the name of this dish?"
"Feel it from my favorite anime, so I made it in the real world" Rakia replied.
"My brain? Yeah, I'll taste it."
The deg!
"The right one, poivrade sauce, a sauce made from venison that has a rough texture but is light and leaves a taste, which is, then I added a variety of arbei fruit in the sauce on the left to give it a sharp and refreshing sweet taste, poivrade au baie sauce."
"The arbei you use is blueberries, red raisins, blackberrie and also liqueur cassis, red wine, blackberrie vinegar and rasberi jam" added Prince Rui.
"What a very broad insight" praised Rakia.
"Make me the same meal every morning before I go."
"Go?"
"I'm a Prince and a model."
"Eh, is that allowed?"
"I'm a Prince, modeling all the magazines will give them a big influence, who wouldn't want to recruit me?"
It turns out that all the Princes here have their own pleasures, Rakia said in her heart.
"No need to wait for me. Just in case not to let the incident happen again," said Prince Rui standing up.
"Actually I did what?"
"Because you don't remember, I didn't think much of it."
Rakia stared at the man's departure.
"What is not thinking? Then why insinuate me?!"