Became the Escort Knight of the Villain in the Romance Novel

102 – Love is an open door (4)

Evan glanced at Irene while blankly staring at the red liquid poured over the wine glass.

It took a long time to adapt to the sudden change…

In a situation where the two of them were drinking alcohol out of nowhere, it was difficult to accurately judge whether it was right to be with Irene, who was weak in alcohol in the first place.

However, to leave this place and return. Evan sighed inwardly.

How could you turn down a position like this? She was a man before she was her escort knight,

In the end, Evan couldn’t bear to ignore the voice of her instincts screaming in her heart.

Slightly flushed cheeks, it looked like she was getting drunk, but Irene still looked fine.

…One drink, no. It would be fine to be around her, at least until she was drunk.

“Don’t you drink? Tada, I have to.”

That’s right.

Still, she might be a bit drunk. Evan let out a smirk when she saw Irene using a tone she wasn’t normally used to.

Wouldn’t it be nice if you weren’t drunk like last time?

Anyway, drunkenness helps to open up each other’s hearts honestly, so it was obviously not the right attitude to deny even this.

After thinking for a while, Evan smiled awkwardly and bumped into her glass.

“Whoops.”

Irene smiled pleasantly as she saw the sound and lightly bumped glass.

Evan felt that somehow she seemed to be overcome with subtle emotions.

Are you drunk like last time, or just a little drunk?

But when she drank the wine, Evan couldn’t help but laugh at the sweet taste that felt in her mouth.

‘…There’s almost no alcohol.’

Did you deliberately choose this type of drink? The fruit wine I drank last time was actually on the strong side,

She might have chosen this drink to stay sober.

Then, can we just look at it as just getting drunk?

After thinking for a while, Evan looked at Irene and carefully opened her mouth.

“How much did you eat?”

“Well, maybe a drink or two?”

After two glasses of wine, Evan nodded and drank her wine.

It won’t be long to stay like this.

Irene was satisfied with the decision that she would go back to her room after talking.

Evan cautiously stood up from her seat and pulled out an apron and wrapped it around her.

“Evan?”

“You can’t just drink wine, can you? I will make a simple side dish.”

It was a restaurant, and the ingredients were sufficient as the place was the place.

Besides, hadn’t Irene cooked porridge for her before?

She wanted to repay him at least once, but thinking that it was all right, Evan headed straight to the restaurant.

Since she toured all over the world in competitions, she had quite a few opportunities to cook by herself.

Even if it wasn’t as good as a cook, I could do simple things, and snacks were just one of the countless things I’d made before.

After looking in the freezer for a while, Evan took out a nicely wrapped button mushroom on one side.

Since I can’t cook grandiose dishes at this time, wouldn’t one or two simple dishes be enough?

He looked for salami, but unfortunately there was no salami, so he just took out a piece of meat wrapped in paper.

When Irene saw Evan preparing her dish, she quietly let out her exclamation.

An apron worn over the hem of a shirt that fits snugly against the body.

Irene couldn’t bear to know where to put her eyes on the raised collarbone.

Although he has a strong body, Evan was shining like a star alone in the hazy vision, probably because he was drunk.

However, Irene, who quietly followed Evan behind her, opened her mouth as if nothing had happened.

“Do you know how to cook?”

“I know how to do this and that. Not as good as a cook.”

Irene saw her Evan again all over again.

It’s her appearance. Even so, isn’t she active in various ways?

He was praised for his piano playing better than famous musicians in the empire.

He’s the only master in the empire, and he’s even good at cooking now…

Compared to that, what did he say he was good at? She was a bit of a sullen Irene, but

She looked at Evan in her mind before long.

If you miss such a person, you will probably regret it for the rest of your life.

If it’s a way to catch Evan when he’s giving his heart to him…

‘As expected, there is only one.’

Recalling what she had read in her book, Irene took a deep breath and sneaked behind Evan.

She gasped at the crack in her muscles that she felt on the hem of her shirt.

She then poked her head out to her side as she quietly hugged Evan by the waist.

“What kind of dish is it?”

“Tabas (a Spanish appetizer, served with alcohol). There is nothing to do other than simple cooking, so I have to make something like this.”

Evan murmured as she skillfully peeled off the stem of the mushroom.

She actually knows how to do this and that and more, but

Still, if you’re going to serve it with red wine, isn’t it meat?

Tak-tak-tak-tak-tak-tak-tak-tak-tak-tak-tak-tak-tak-tak-tak-tak-tak-tak-tak-tak-tak-tak-tak-tak-tak-tak-tak-tak-tak-tak-tak-tak-tak-tak-tak-tak-tak-tak-tak-tak-tak-tak-tak-tak-tak-tak-tak-tak-tak-tak-tak-tak-tak-tak-tak-tak-tak-tak-tak-tak-tak-tak-tak-tak-tak-chopped parsley, put it together with sliced garlic, and Evan looked at the button mushrooms he put on the pan.

As the water begins to collect little by little, lightly sprinkle salt on the mushrooms that are being grilled.

She puts the ribs she just took out on a cutting board and pours olive oil over them.

Since there are no gloves, season the meat with salt and pepper, brushed with olive oil,

Put the button mushrooms on the removed pan and bake as is.

This is for thinly sliced and served with cheese. I thought there was cheese.

Fortunately, Evan, who found the brie in the freezer, let out a sigh of relief.

Would you use wine without cheese? Actually, you can’t call this cheese brie, but

Unusually, it was able to be used as it is because it has characteristics that are no different from modern ones.

The white mold on the outside covered the cheese without any cracks, so I thought it must be a pretty good cheese.

After cutting the cheese into rounds and putting them in one place, I slowly started cooking while checking the meat that was gradually turning brown.

Turn over once a minute, then once every 30 seconds. I wanted to check the temperature inside, but

Evan, realizing that there was no such machine, sighed inwardly.

However, as I have done this quite a lot, my intuition must be quite accurate.

The fan meat poured with melted butter was slowly grilling, causing a Maillard reaction.

Take the meat out of the pan and insert the knife.

In an instant, a smile was born on the inside, which was so soft and moist that the corner of the mouth was pulled.

It’s golden on the outside and bright red on the inside, with the meat’s unique juices intact, so you can tell it’s well-cooked just by looking at it.

Evan put peppercorns and bay leaves on top of it and covered it with cheese.

Irene, who saw the process, looked at Evan with her eyes sparkling.

The savory aroma of slightly melted cheese pierces her nose as the meat touches the heat.

The unique smell of cheese, pepper, and bay leaves catch the smell left in the meat, leaving only a savory and savory taste.

Perhaps the taste that you can feel even if you don’t eat it is the real charm of this dish.

Seeing Irene’s sparkling eyes, Evan shrugged her shoulders and smiled.

Aren’t there a lot of things we haven’t shown yet to be as surprised as this?

The awkward atmosphere seems to have eased a little compared to when we first met at the table.

Evan opened her mouth, holding Irene’s hand as she hugged her waist.

“Oops, you can’t touch it already. Shouldn’t it be eaten with wine?”

“…What if I can do this well?”

“It’s only for you, so what does it matter?”

Irene, taken aback by those words, smiled quietly and hugged Evan’s waist tighter.

We always hugged each other while looking at each other, but sometimes hugging from behind didn’t seem too bad.

Perhaps it was because of the rising intoxication, Irene’s cheeks turned a little redder as the wine’s grape scent mixed with Evan’s body scent.

The alcohol, the night, the stars and the moon rising in the sky, and the heart connects to it, awakening strange feelings.

Suppressing those feelings with great effort, Irene exhaled excitedly without her Evan’s knowledge.

It wasn’t the time yet. She could be a little more patient.

Evan turned his back on Irene and turned her attention to her button mushrooms again.

Chopped garlic and parsley. Some of the meat chunks were mixed with the minced meat and stir-fried, and the aroma quickly filled the restaurant.

It would be nice to have paprika, but… I don’t think there’s anything like that.

After stuffing the mushroom, inserting a wooden skewer, Tabas was able to find itself.

After looking at her finished dish for a while, Evan took Irene’s hand away and opened her mouth in a soft voice.

“Please sit down. I will take it.”

“Is that so?”

“I wanted to try it at least once. Isn’t there romance?”

As Irene sat down and filled her glass with wine,

With the tray covered in her hands, Evan smiled and moved her steps towards her table.

Doesn’t it just feel like being a chef? Putting down the tray containing the button mushrooms,

Evan imitated a slightly solemn voice and opened her mouth.

“The champignones reyenos de jamon iberico you ordered are here.”

“Whoops, Evan likes such childish pranks.”

“Are you… Like a child? Hmm, I thought it was okay.”

“It’s a joke. It was cool.”

Pugh, Irene burst into a small laugh. Evan, who smiled as she covered her mouth with her hands, also sat down.

Doesn’t it seem like she’s a little excited now that she’s like this? The slightly sweet yet bitter taste of the wine filled her mouth.

It came to mind that I was not drunk, but was drunk with the atmosphere surrounding me.

Evan saw Irene holding her chin and holding her wine glass.

She picked up one of the spokes of her fan with a fork, holding back her laugh that was about to burst out.

I never thought I would see something like this that was only described in novels.

Would the wine she enjoyed drinking in her novels be this low?

Possibly enough wine to be called grape juice, not alcohol.

Should I say it’s amazing to feel drunk after drinking something like this?

As Evan lost his thoughts, she carefully put a piece of meat into her mouth.

‘It’s delicious.’

She did it herself, but she was commendable nonetheless. The tactile sensation she felt as she sliced it seemed not to be false.

The texture of the meat is preserved, but the meat melts smoothly.

It was to the point where I felt proud that it was like this even though the meat was not aged with fruits such as pineapples or pears.

In addition, the savory yet unique scent of cheese,

The seasoned salt and pepper were properly mixed to raise the umami of the meat to a higher level.

The soft brie cheese that is chewed at the same time can be said to be the point of this taste.

I don’t know if it’s aged using cow’s milk and fruits like brie cheese, but

The fragrant aroma filled my mouth and made me completely forget the suffocating feeling after eating meat.

Tabas is also added to it, and mixed with the water of the mushrooms, the aroma of mushrooms and parsley,

Garlic and minced meat perfectly harmonized to completely erase the bitter taste of the wine.

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Red wine is slightly stronger than white wine.

When the red liquid that mixed with the snacks and blew away the bitterness ran down my throat,

The reverberation of grapes remained, leaving a slightly thick aftertaste.

And the starry sky through the rolled back curtains that comes into view.

Evan quietly admired the sky, then slowly opened his mouth while looking at Irene.

“I was surprised to hear that you were drinking all of a sudden. I thought you wouldn’t eat it since you were drunk last time. Besides, this morning.”

“…Because I had something to think about.”

Irene shakes the wine and moistens her lips, letting out a sigh.

To be honest, I didn’t expect Evan to come to visit me like this.

She thought she needed more time to think,

It was true that every time he saw a side of Evan he didn’t know, he became a little impatient.

She is an Evan she does not know. In fact, it cannot be said that she knows everything about Evan even now.

I never knew how to cook as well as I do now,

She didn’t even know what she was doing before she became her escort knight.

The fact that the name of that woman named Scarlet Therazane came up this time, too,

She didn’t know why she came out.

Haa, Irene let out a sigh and wiped her cheek as the drunkenness slowly rose up her neck.

If she got a little more drunk… She might lose her mind. Would she rather let go

Like the last time they kissed her, she’d rather be distracted and leave her everything to him.

But I didn’t want to. She’s not as distracted as last time,

She wanted to face everything with her sane mind. As she saw in the book, everything.

“…Evan.”

Irene looked down at her table and opened her mouth.

Seeing her slightly reddened ears, Evan slowly got up from her seat and casually approached Irene.

Maybe he must be drunk now. Supporting Irene’s drooping shoulders,

Evan, who raised her Irene, looked at her condition and opened her mouth.

“I’ll take you to your room.”

Irene didn’t answer that. She’s hazy, but she still has her mind.

Even as she walked down the hallway with her body entrusted to Evan, Irene just felt Evan next to her.

Her heart raced. Funny enough, more than the moment she first became aware of her heart. At this moment, my heart was beating like it would explode.

… She herself, she’s probably not as clean a woman as Evan thinks.

Evan didn’t notice Irene laughing inside her.

Thinking that she was just drunk and out of energy, she passed through an empty hallway and eventually entered Irene’s room.

Awesome – The door opened, and Evan carefully grabbed Irene’s waist to put her on her bed.

And in that moment, Irene’s eyes lit up.

It was very easy to knock over a completely unwary knight.

She was also an expert knight in her own way, so she tripped over Evan’s leg and laid her on the bed, and Irene grabbed Evan’s wrist as it was.

Evan just stared blankly at Irene, who was sitting on top of her in an instant.

Why? Rather than asking the question, she read the desire in the sparkling blue eyes in the dark.

“…Irene.”

“I don’t know Evan. I don’t even know if Evan likes things like this… This is all I read in books.”

Irene, holding Evan’s wrists with both of her hands and preventing her from getting up, lay on top of her Evan’s body.

She smelled of grapes. The rose scent mixed with it, and Evan’s perfume that I’ve been wearing often lately.

The moonlight seeping through the darkness created a strange atmosphere.

In the blue light, Irene’s white skin was pale.

But those lips are more shiny than ever,

Evan swallowed her drool and looked at Irene. Irene’s shoulders were exposed in her slightly lowered gown.

Irene followed her Evan’s gaze and looked at her shoulder for a moment, then she smiled and looked away again.

I wonder if I didn’t even intend to cover her shoulders,

Irene, who ran her finger across Evan’s chest, who didn’t even move, opened her mouth.

“…Evan can’t say he knows everything about me. Isn’t it?”

“Yes…Yes.”

Evan couldn’t come to his senses in this situation.

Aside from this strange atmosphere, she didn’t even know what to say about Irene’s completely different look.

What meaning do we have to accept that we are doing this now?

It’s a bit sudden, and a bit. I’m feeling the heat in this situation.

Evan turned her head to her side, slightly avoiding Irene’s gaze.

Irene looked into Evan’s eyes and smiled inwardly. What does she think of herself like this.

However, Irene did not stop.

She didn’t hold back her burning inside, and she opened her mouth, sticking her face out towards her Evan.

“Maybe I’m not as nice as Evan thinks. Evan has always taken care of me. Staying in the line… I always knew all about forcing myself to stop if I thought I didn’t like it.

The piercing breath tickled his nose and eventually his ears.

In the silence that seemed to suffocate her, Irene quietly whispered a word.

Biting her defenseless Evan’s ear, Evan trembled her body at the tickling of her.

Her saliva flowed into her ears and seemed to tickle her body.

A quick breath, in the heat that makes her body tremble just by being touched.

Irene’s voice penetrated Evan’s ears.

“Would you like to cross the line?”

His blue eyes, shining like the pale moon, were blazing like fire.

No, perhaps even hotter than fire. That hot silence that strangles your throat,

The breath of each other gradually covers the body.

Evan quietly met Irene’s gaze.

With a slightly different look than before.