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Gathering my vulva, which was hot from sex, with trembling legs, I looked at the food in front of me.

Fluffy and chewy-looking bread, perhaps with a lot of butter, a large piece of meat, shredded meat that looked like jangjorim, and even coleslaw made from fresh, green vegetables mixed with sauce.

It was the kind of food I had seen on YouTube before, when someone traveling abroad experienced the local culture and ate local food.

“…Looks delicious.”

The smell is no joke either.

Maybe because it was smoked, that unique smoky smell permeated the meat, and a wonderfully delicious aroma wafted up from it.

How was I supposed to eat this again?

On YouTube, they split the bread in half, sliced the meat, and put it in the bread with the coleslaw, eating it like a hamburger.

Then I should probably split the bread in half first, right?

But the meat looks incredibly delicious…

What kind of person was I originally?

I was the type to eat the delicious things first.

For example, the type who would eat the meat side dish first when it came out, and then eat vegetables like kimchi afterward.

My younger sister, on the other hand, was the type who ate the delicious things last, and I would always secretly snatch the meat side dish my younger sister left behind…

That’s a really old memory.

It’s a memory from almost 10? 15 years ago.

Well, that’s an old memory, so I’ll put it aside for now and eat first?

Since I like meat, I’ll start with that thick piece…

Thinking about slicing and eating the thick meat, I unconsciously picked up the fork and knife placed on the table.

…Huh…?

Fork and knife?

Now, am I allowed to use these…?

Surely the Emperor told me, because I’m a sex slave, less than human, not to use my hands but only eat with my mouth like a dog.

Then won’t I get in trouble if I use them?

If I slice and pick up food with a knife and fork like a human, won’t I get locked in the basement and sexually tortured for days on end like last time??

Th- that’s really something I don’t want.

I turned my head and slightly looked up at the brown-haired maid girl, Adoni, who brought the food.

What should I do? Should I use the utensils or not?

Our eyes met, and I blinked a few times.

Why did you bring these?

Are you perhaps intentionally testing me?

Are you going to watch whether I use the utensils or not, and then if I do, report it to the Emperor to have me sexually tortured?

Right?

It was around the time I put down the utensils I had picked up and reached for the meat with my bare hands.

“Erm, just a moment… Perhaps, how to eat this kind of food… No, it might be presumptuous of me, but may I explain it?”

Explain it? What is this??

Is this an intentional action ordered by the Emperor, or is she surprised by my action of trying to eat the food with my bare hands?

Regardless of the meaning behind the action, there was no reason to refuse.

When I nodded carefully, Adoni came to my side and carefully picked up the bread.

“Today’s main menu is barbecue, a dish developed in hot southern regions by cooking meat for a long time to make it tender. You may eat the meat alone, but I recommend eating it with bread and vegetables.”

I didn’t know what she was saying, but the meat looked so soft it seemed like it would melt in my mouth.

“First, split the bread in half, then put the meat at the very bottom, add an appropriate amount of coleslaw on top, and then spread a little sauce on the inside of the remaining bread before eating.”

Along with the explanation, Adoni’s hands moved skillfully, and before I knew it, a delicious-looking hamburger was completed.

Hamburger? Should I call it a sandwich?

Anyway, another delicious-looking food item was completed.

“By the way, the reason for putting the meat in first isn’t a set rule, but personally, when I eat, the meat juice soaks into the bread and it’s the most delicious…”

Adoni explained in detail while holding the hamburger, but I, being hungry, couldn’t wait until Adoni finished speaking and bit into the hamburger held in Adoni’s hand.

The soft bread and meat, and the crunchy vegetables being chewed.

And the taste of the slightly spread sauce blended together, spreading the meaty aroma throughout my mouth.

Delicious.

It’s really delicious!

Why is the food in this world so delicious?

I swallowed the food in my mouth and took another big bite of the hamburger Adoni was holding.

Chomp, chomp.

With each chew, the coleslaw vegetables were crunched, and the meat juice burst out, making my mouth and brain happy.

It was the moment I was feeling happiness in my mouth and about to finish the hamburger Adoni had made.

“Ah, ah, th- that, ah…”

When I looked up at Adoni to eat the remaining piece of the hamburger, Adoni was stammering with a red face.

What? Why is she like that?

Did I do something wrong?

Because I couldn’t use utensils, because I couldn’t use my hands, I thought it would be okay to bite the hamburger Adoni was holding.

Doesn’t that thought align with what the Emperor said, that as a slave I shouldn’t eat using utensils?

Even if Adoni reported to the Emperor, I didn’t use any utensils, so there’s no reason to be punished.

It’s the same action as a dog eating a treat given by its owner’s hand, so what could be the problem?

Thinking that, I took the remaining piece of hamburger Adoni was holding and ate it.

My tongue touched Adoni’s finger while I was eating the hamburger, but I guess she’ll understand that much.

Munch, munch.

Delicious, truly.

Thinking ‘this is happiness’, I looked at Adoni with bright eyes again.

Hurry and make more, hurry and feed me more!

Adoni’s face turned not just red, but incredibly crimson, but I didn’t mind.

“That, that… Ah, uh…”

Why is she like that?

“Uh, sh- should I… should I feed you…?”

What are you talking about?

Of course.

“Yes.”

When I nodded and spoke positively, Adoni’s face turned even redder.

“Th- then… there’s no other choice… right…?”

Adoni’s trembling hand picked up the utensils, sliced a large piece of meat, speared it with a fork, and fed it to me.

Yum, yum, yum.

The soft meat melting with bursting juice was truly the best.

To an extent incomparable to the meat I ate before being transmigrated.

It was truly fantastic.

Every time I chewed and ate the meat, it felt like adrenaline was bursting like fireworks in my head.

Like that, Adoni fed me one piece of meat, then another, and made another hamburger and fed it to me.

The feeling was like a mother cat feeding her kitten, and the more submissively I acted as a slave, the more stability and belonging it gave me.

Truly.

I am happy.

All I do is act as a slave, but I get to eat such delicious food, the maid cosplay-like clothes that prostitutes might wear are surprisingly warm and provide insulation, and I can sleep on a soft bed in a magnificent and safe imperial palace guarded by hundreds.

Isn’t this the best?

Although I do offer my vulva to the Emperor and get used, I couldn’t live this kind of life in this place anywhere else.

A life where a cute and pretty maid like now feeds me directly.

It’s really the best.

I hope it stays like this forever.

I’d have to offer my body to the Emperor that much, but for this kind of life, I can offer as much as needed.

However, getting pregnant and giving birth to the Emperor’s child… it’s a bit like that, but it’s a trial that will come someday, and since the Emperor wants me to get pregnant, I will have to respond accordingly.

So, in the end… I am going to get pregnant and give birth to a child…?

If I refuse to get pregnant, will this life end and will I end up living like a chicken in a factory, locked in the basement only making moaning sounds and laying eggs?

In that case, it would be better to get pregnant and enjoy this life.

A child I give birth to…

Although it’s not my actual bloodline, since I am currently Ertel, if I, as Ertel, give birth to a child, that child will be my child.

Then, what would happen to the child I give birth to?

If it’s a son, won’t he be executed immediately as a potential threat to the imperial throne in the future?

That’s a bit sad.

But still, it’s a child I gave birth to with pain.

…Surely, that won’t happen…?

“Have you finished your meal…?”

“…Yes.”

It seems I had many thoughts during the meal.

–

“So you didn’t use the utensils?”

“Yes, Master. As Master commanded, I ate without using utensils.”

“Hmm… Is that so?”

In the evening as the sun was setting, the Emperor, who had returned from work, sat on the bed and gazed intently at me.

“Ertel?”

“Yes.”

“Let’s only eat without using utensils when it’s just the two of us.”

“Yes?”

What is that supposed to mean?

“Meaning, eating without using utensils during meals, only when it’s just the two of us.”

“When there are other people, like maids or butlers, eat normally using utensils.”

“…”

Why?

Is something wrong??

Could it be a test?

Intentionally saying this, and then if I use the utensils, punishing me… something like that…

“From now on, when only I am here, just the two of us, understand?”

“Yes…”

For now, since the Emperor says so, I guess I have to follow?

Even though I don’t know the reason…

The Emperor’s command is absolute, and I am the Emperor’s exclusive sex slave.

“Haa… More importantly, I feel sticky from sweat, maybe a shower…”

The Emperor was unbuttoning the shirt he was wearing when he suddenly looked at me.

What. Why are you acting unsettlingly again…?

Having unbuttoned his shirt and showing off his firm muscles, the Emperor stealthily approached me.

“It would be proper courtesy to our Ertel to do it once before showering, wouldn’t it?”

…That doesn’t seem like courtesy…

Just like that, the Emperor unbuttoned my clothes, and without much reaction, I covered my face with my arms and moved as led by the Emperor’s hand.