A God Killed Me By Accident, But I Reincarnated As The 4th Son Of The Marquis

Volume 11 Chapter 37: When Are You Going To Form A Contract With Me?!

Volume 11 Chapter 37: When Are You Going To Form A Contract With Me?! 

"Here are your orders!" Sarah handed the skewers over to the customers. 

"Keith, this is the order." Alfia gave him the slip. 

"Understood!" Keith started to work on the following order. Today, Sarah and Alfia were the ones on rotations as waiters. The other three were taking a break. Today was intense; the customers smiled as they munched on the skewers. They had become quite a hot commodity for the streets. 

While he continued to do this, Dennis grinned, "This meat is so delicious." It was non-stop consumption by his party. 

"Indeed. I wish I had gotten here sooner." Titus mumbled as he chewed on a chicken thigh skewer. Today was the first day he was trying the skewers out. 

"And the sauce is something." The key was in the sauce, which he always smeared on before grilling it. He turned to the boy, "What is it?" 

“One is a special sweet and sour while the other is butter garlic.” Keith grinned. This was his secret. But while he was doing all of this, 

“PO!” Mir and Lei were eating on the side of the cart, nibbling on some corn. And behind the two was Aria, who nibbled on some orc meat. 

"...These guys are too adorable." How could they be eating so sweetly like this? The owl was already a mascot since she always came with Keith. But two new ones were challenging for her spot. 

"Why did you bring them along again?" When Alfia came out, she spotted the two on the cart, and it was decided they were coming along with them. 

"Because the two begged, Lei seemed a little cooped up on the island." He was more energetic than Inti. 

"Don't lie, you couldn't say no to him." And he couldn't say no to that face for that long. Lei had been wanting to go out for quite some time. And it was normal since he had never gone out to explore.

"But bringing them out is effective." These two would be interesting for the rest as they continued eating.

"So adorable." This was especially so with the ladies. Madison and the other clerks from the guilds patted the two. Adorableness would always win the hearts of ladies. 

"By the way, isn't the Azure festival going to occur?" Morgan turned to Keith.

"Not for long. But yes."

"Then we'll have to attend." Hearing this, the other customers nodded their heads. This was going to be quite an interesting thing to do. 

As he continued to cook for them, that was when someone muttered.

“I miss the crepes.”n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

“…” Keith could only get a wry smile. After a few hours, it was time for them to return home. 

"So, are you going to do something about the crepe?" 

"Eh?"

"We heard some of them talking about wanting the crepes back."  Because of how they kept handing the food, they could hear it. 

"Uhhhh, I can't do something about this." Keith scratched his head. This was something that even he couldn't do. He realized he had rushed things too far. The crepes had been running for quite some time now. Because of this, some fans loved to eat it.

To take it away so fast would definitely cause some problems. 

But I can’t really do two things at once. Making crepes and skewers as well would definitely be too much, even for him. Unless he had a second pair of hands or something to manage the other, doing something like that would be difficult.

"I see." The two girls nodded. Returning home, Keith went to clean his cart. As he did so, 

“Keiiiiiiith!” Someone called him from the back as he was jumped at. Keith turned his head to see it was Nephele.

“What’s the matter? Are you causing trouble in the kitchen again?” Diana had been asking her to do the odd jobs since she was on kitchen duty. The great spirit of wind nodded, “Mmhmm! Diana is making me do the dishes, and she’s also been telling me to mop up the mansion! She’s been running me ragged!” It was quite something that caused the great spirit of wind’s heart to explode.

“There there,” Keith patted the spirit's head like a child. This was the usual thing as the spirit of wind was quite lofty, and she lacked focus. Despite this, this spirit of wind was actually quite talented. If she wanted, she might have given Diana the run for the money. However, that lack of focus is like a giant anvil on top of her head. 

“Keith,” Nephele continued to snuggle into him, “By the way! When are you going to form a contract with me!”