The Tanaka Family Reincarnates

Nobles with titles above the marquis are obliged to cook for the poor.

It was customary and obligatory for ancestors to come voluntarily in a habit that had existed for a long time.

"Absolutely, my ancestors did me a favor."

Frustrated and Lance's eldest son, Robert, watches cooking in a square in a picture of the slum.

Working as a Lance servant, Robert keeps spitting on looking out of the carriage.

A little further away, there are squares that are more spacious than here, but the road is narrow, so you'll get off the carriage.

Robert, who doesn't want to take a step out of the carriage to the dirty, smelly slums, is cooking in the small square in front of him.

Just to say that you can eat free rice, the long queue continues outside the square, and when will you be able to go home...? Sighing, Brian sitting across the street stares at Robert with a sick face.

"Why do you have to go out with me, Master Robert? We just finished last week."

I used to come with my sister Lyla, but today Robert was the only one who thought there was a tea party that couldn't be removed.

I couldn't bear to wait here alone, so I called Brian out of nowhere.

The cooking is said to be the role of the boy who succeeds to the throne, and he can't help but come and work.

The idea of Nobless O'Brige is not in Robert's dictionary.

"I'm sorry, Robert. I have less bread and soup left. I'll go to the Mansion and get some extra money."

One of the servants calls Robert from outside the carriage.

"If you've done anything stupid, it's over for today. Let's go home."

If you add food now, you'll be late to go home.

If the number of guards decreases to get food in the first place, I'm worried about my safety. This is a bad neighborhood.

"No, it won't. Dear Robert, it is our decision to serve all those gathered."

The servants are devoured, but Robert's opinion remains unchanged.

"Hmm, who's watching you protect that stuff?

I shouted at the servant who was leaving soon.

"Master Robert, what if they complain to you?

Afraid of Robert's tyrannical behavior, Brian asks worriedly.

"Brian, are you stupid too? Who would believe what they say?

I'm the next Duke of Lance, right?

Let Robert be the only one who can get things started.

From the long queue, there is naturally a dissatisfaction.

Well, is it over now?

I haven't eaten yet.

"I'm hungry."

There are many children in this slum.

Some children know that they can't eat rice, and ask their crying children and servants if they can do something about it.

Hmm, scraps together.

Well, Robert looks at the sight uncomfortably and throws up another pervert.

A man walks out of a queue of nose screams, heading straight for Robert's carriage.

"Hey, that's not true! Why don't you stop cooking when you haven't eaten well?

Robert doesn't answer.

I'm doing the charity. There is nothing to complain about, even if you are grateful.

I can only say that I was scared and couldn't answer when I saw the man's face.

"Please, would you at least let me eat something for children under five?

The man lowers his head to Robert, forcibly suppressing his anger.

If there is nothing to eat in this cooking, it will be a week until the next cooking. Kids who lose their lives come out.

"Master Robert... you're pathetic. Just a little kid...."

Ask Robert if Brian can sympathize with the man's desperate wishes.

Are you stupid? If these guys can eat for free, how easy is it to lower your head? If you don't mind, you won't be able to kill yourself. "

Recently Robert has been in a much worse place than a bug.

I still have the humiliation I received at school.

My father cried, and Stewart wrote me a letter complaining, but the answer that came back was long written, but in summary, huh? Not bad for my kid, huh? It was.

If the child is a child, the parents are also parents. The Count should never object to the Duke.

Remember Emma Stewart's face... frustrated?...... Emma Stewart's cheeky face floats unexpectedly and her heart jumps unnaturally.

Apologize there, you could've been a little friendly, but you're a stupid woman.

Emma Stewart, speaking to Arthur, Emma Stewart, speaking to the Second Prince, and Emma Stewart, speaking to the son of a shameless merchant, came to mind one after the other.

I was a little late, but here I am more irritated than I have ever felt before.

Normally Robert was a bit scared by the shape of a man, and he might have been cooking, but at this moment, he was pushed up by Max.

"I have nothing to feed you. I'm blind!"

Dang opened the door of the carriage and screamed.

The servants, the children gathered in the cooking room, and the man with his head down were surprised and looked at Robert.

The man's face was exposed deliberately, and the nobleman's breath still swallowed him.

Last week, this week's cooking, in a year-long cycle, is referred to in the slums as the Magic Week and is significantly poorer in quantity and quality than the meals offered by other nobles.

Other nobles give souvenirs such as daily biscuits, but they never do that in the two weeks of this demon.

In slums, there is no guarantee that decent food can be eaten other than cooking. If you get hurt here, your child will really, really die.

"I'm not saying that for free! Redeem for special ink! It's a bright red ink that can never be erased."

Robert smiles annoyed at the man's words.

I just remembered that it was time to open a shop for a shameless merchant.