"Cough, cough. Let's forget about that. I remember a pretty good restaurant.
Why don't we eat there instead?"
Lycaon hurriedly spoke up to stop them.
"Going out to eat—how would that show our sincerity, Lord Lycaon?"
Fu Hua glanced at Lina before looking at Lycaon and speaking.
"Could it be that Miss Lina's cooking is somewhat... shocking?"
In an instant, the enormous living room fell so silent that a pin drop could be heard.
Lycaon and Kelvin stared in shock at the blank-faced Fu Hua.
"How could that be, Miss Fu Hua? I practice cooking diligently every day."
Rubbing her chin, Fu Hua waved a hand.
"How about this? Let me handle dinner tonight. I know a little about cooking."
"Is that so? Then I'll have to trouble Miss Fu Hua. Lina should let us try something different for once, shouldn't she?"
Hearing that, Lycaon hurriedly turned to Lina.
"Y-yeah, Head Maid. Kelvin also thinks you need to take a break."
"Ahh, how could you two do this to me?! Ellen is still the best. She always manages to eat all of my cooking."
Lina was deeply hurt by their words and poked her fingers together.
Patting Lina on the shoulder, Fu Hua removed her gloves and slipped them into her pocket.
Then she rolled up her sleeves and spoke calmly.
"Miss Lina, would you like to help me? We can learn from each other."
Lina immediately looked at Fu Hua with gratitude.
"Of course, Miss Fu Hua. Let's learn from each other."
Although he had no idea how good Fu Hua's cooking was, Lycaon still leaned against the kitchen doorway to watch.
That way, if the two of them created some kind of biochemical weapon later, he could take Kelvin and run.
But he had truly worried for nothing. Fu Hua's cooking skills were exceptionally good.
Her posture was straight, and her movements were practiced.
The flash of her blade danced continuously over the fish on the cutting board.
The beautiful, neat crosshatch cuts left Lina beside her astonished.
Marinating, seasoning, coating it in starch.
Then into the oil to fry.
Afterward, she poured oil into a fresh pan and added tomato sauce, lemon juice, and other fruity ingredients.
She simmered them into a sweet-and-sour sauce.
Then she added the fish, already cut with its crosshatch pattern.
She arranged it on a plate.
"First dish: Squirrel Mandarin Fish!"
She set the plated Squirrel Mandarin Fish on the nearby table.
The rich aroma of sweet-and-sour sauce and fish made Ellen, who had been playing games, jolt upright.
Even the shark tail behind her stood straight.
"What is that smell? It smells amazing."
She put down her phone, walked to the kitchen door, and peered inside.
There on the table was a golden Squirrel Mandarin Fish.
"I see. A fish dish shaped like a squirrel, with rich color and an enticing aroma.
There's no way it could taste bad."
As one of the Wolf Xi people, Lycaon naturally felt the urge to taste it as well.
But his gentlemanly restraint kept his desire in check, and he reached out to stop the restless Ellen.
"Wait until it's time to eat, Ellen."
Fu Hua then braised a pot of pork in soy sauce and stir-fried several homestyle dishes.
By the time the dishes had been washed, several hours had passed.
Wiping her hands with a towel, she smiled at the people by the door.
"Sorry to keep everyone waiting. Dinner is ready."
"Finally! We can eat! I've practically ground my teeth flat waiting!"
With that, Ellen rushed over.
She picked up a fork, scooped up a huge piece of fish, and stuffed it into her mouth.
Shaking his head, Lycaon also took a seat at the dining table and began to sample the food.
"I never expected Miss Fu Hua's cooking to be so impressive. I..."
"There's no need for that. Miss Lina's cooking must have simply gone wrong in a few places.
The overall approach wasn't mistaken."
"Miss Fu Hua—"
"Cooking often requires simplifying and refining complicated procedures.
Rather than pursuing an impractical sense of sophistication and appearances."
"Once Miss Lina understands that the essence of cooking is simply making food delicious and nutritious,
then I believe you will become a qualified chef as well."
"Yes, Miss Fu Hua is right."
After dinner, while clearing the table, Lycaon found Fu Hua.
"Um, Fu Hua, there's something I'd like to ask of you."
"Please, go ahead."
"Based on the previous assessment, I learned that you are extremely knowledgeable.
So I'd like to ask you to go to Ellen's high school."
"Your identity has already been arranged. I can't stop worrying about that child, so I'd like you to keep an eye on her."
"Hmm... You want me to attend school?"
"No, no. The identity I arranged for you is that of a teacher at her school."
"A teacher?"
"Yes. Seeing that you are so young and already have such an outstanding disciple in combat,
your teaching ability must be beyond doubt."
"That will do. Since it is Lycaon's request, I will do my best."
"Yes, thank you for your help. Don't worry, it won't be too troublesome."
"It's already late. I'm going home now. We can discuss the teaching matter on our phones."
"Of course, Miss Fu Hua. Please be careful on your way home."
Fu Hua nodded and left Victoria Housekeeping, returning to her own home.
When she pushed open the door, she saw Cui Ji in the living room, eating a hamburger.
"Cui Ji, I'm back."
"Master, you're finally back. Would you like a hamburger?"
"No, I already ate at Victoria Housekeeping."
She walked over and sat on the sofa. Looking at the table full of hamburgers, Fu Hua felt rather helpless.
"Can you really eat that much?"
"Hehe, of course. These are every variety Captain Anby ordered. I have to taste every single one.
Then I'll be able to be with Captain Anby..."
Fu Hua reached out and knocked her on the head.
"You are not allowed to have thoughts like that."
"Ah, yes, Master."
"By the way, I may have to go to the school tomorrow for work, so I won't have time to teach you.
You must not slack off or be inconsistent."
"There will be an assessment every month from now on. If you regress..."
Cui Ji instantly grew nervous.
"I'll confiscate all the Anby posters in your room."
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"Yes, Master! Don't worry, I guarantee I won't regress."
The next morning.
Fu Hua headed to Ellen's school in her White Night Butler form.
According to Lycaon, she had now become a language arts teacher there.
She was to supervise Ellen's studies.
The school's administration was quite relaxed.
Classes ran from eight in the morning until three in the afternoon, with a break at noon.
It truly would not be too troublesome.
At school, inside a certain classroom.
Ellen was currently lying on her desk, catching up on sleep.
Her deskmate Ruby was chatting with Mona and Lin.
Mona spoke seriously.
"Hey, hey, have you heard? Our class has a new language arts teacher."
"Ooh, I get it. This teacher must be some kind of elite, or maybe an old lady?"
Lin adjusted her glasses and analyzed the matter.
"Ahh, don't let it be that. Language arts already makes me sleepy.
If it's an old lady's voice, it'll be like listening to a lullaby while taking sleeping pills."
Upon hearing that, Ruby immediately clutched her head and wailed.
It made it impossible for Ellen to sleep properly even if she wanted to.
"It's fine. Whoever the language arts teacher is, as long as she doesn't interfere with my sleep."
Ellen muttered softly, then sat up first, deciding to sleep once class began.
The warning bell rang. As Fu Hua entered the classroom holding two textbooks, the class immediately began to buzz.
Ellen reluctantly shifted her gaze from the window to the podium. When she saw that gray figure,
her pupils instantly contracted.
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