Let's start over, Your Majesty.

Chapter 330 Hmm. Something's not right between the two of them (4k words total)

Caesar had just gotten up when he heard a series of shouts coming from outside.

"what happened?"

He walked to the window with a toothbrush still in his mouth and saw a large group of people in the yard below, who looked like workers, carrying things into their home.

He was a little confused, so he quickly finished washing up, put on his clothes, and went out.

Once inside the yard, I watched as a group of people hammered and assembled something that looked like a small wooden cabinet, then placed these items in order on the lawn in the back garden.

"Kardashian, what are you doing?" Caesar asked Kardashian, who was directing the workers to move things.

“Young Master, these are all sugar-making boxes that Madam requested to be sent,” Kardashian said.

"A sugar-making box? What's the point of having this thing?" Caesar asked, puzzled.

The honey produced by the sugar-making box is a traditional specialty of the Southern Dorobin Peninsula. Although it is called sugar, it is actually a natural sweetener similar to honey. It is also produced through biological processing using a fruit called koko shisha and an insect of the same name. Because of its rich flavor and texture, it is often used to make high-end desserts, making it a more premium and precious type of honey.

However, the production cost is also very high, so they are not uncommon in the market.

However, we can just buy what we need at home. Even if it's expensive, we're not short of money. I don't know why we're doing so much now.

But he couldn't control what Yumilia wanted, so he just let her be.

He returned to the living room and started reading the morning paper. Not long after, Yumilia returned with Ita.

"Good morning, Caesar! I'm exhausted from helping Yumilia out this morning." Ita said as he walked over, sat down, and took a sip of the tea on the table.

Yumilia took off her hat, sat down, and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Yumelia, what are you doing out there? You've brought back so many sugar-making crates," Caesar asked, putting down his newspaper.

“Caesar, you saw it? I was saying I wanted to give you a surprise,” Yumilia said.

"How could you not see it?"

“It did take a busy morning. To prevent any problems, I even went to the farm outside the city to check and confirm. But it does seem like we ordered a bit too much. We originally planned to order only ten boxes, but the farmer said there might be some losses, so we ordered ten more boxes,” Yumilia said.

"Then what exactly are we going to do? Even if we had ten boxes, we wouldn't be able to use them all, would we?" Caesar said.

At this moment, Ita and Yumilia exchanged a glance, and both of them revealed mysterious smiles.

"Hmph," Ita raised his head smugly, breadcrumbs still clinging to his lips, "Caesar, guess why?"

"Heh, it can't be that the price of honey has gone up and they're planning to stock up, can it?" Caesar said.

“I won the dessert competition, and now I can participate in international competitions,” Yumilia said with a smile.

"?"

Caesar was stunned when he heard this.
"You mean, that multi-flavor cream puff we made before? You won?"

"Hmm, although it's only a silver award, the prizes are still quite generous. More importantly, it gives me the chance to participate in the International Dessert Festival competition, hehe."

As Yumilia spoke, a smug smile appeared on her face.

"Next time, I plan to make a completely original and delicious dessert, one of the ingredients of which is honey, because I will use a lot of it in practice, so I plan to make it myself."

"That's really surprising that something like that could win an award," Caesar muttered to himself.

"Wait, when did you participate in the competition?"

“Caesar, you’re so busy every day, of course you wouldn’t know. It was last Tuesday, and I was the one who went with Yumilia. You were away on a business trip that day, and she said she would give you a surprise after the results came out, but she didn’t tell you,” Ita said.

"I see." Caesar was surprised that Yumilia actually won the award. He wondered if it was because her cooking skills were truly excellent, or if the judges had unique tastes.
However, now that we've won an award, we definitely need to celebrate properly.

"Congratulations!" He opened his arms and hugged Yumilia.

"However, don't hide it from me next time at an international competition. It's an important event, and I have to be there to cheer you on," Caesar said.

"Okay, okay, then Caesar has to cheer me on during the international competition," Yumilia said.

"Such an important event, we should celebrate properly today. Hmm, shall we invite our family and friends over?" Caesar said.

"There's no need to make such a fuss. It's not a very important match. It would be too embarrassing to call so many people here just for something like this," Yumilia quickly said.

"That"

“We can just have a simple family celebration. Let’s invite Mom over too. The prize money for the competition came with lots of royal pastries, so let’s enjoy them together,” Yumilia said.

“Alright then, I’ll have Kardashian get ready,” Caesar said, having no other choice.

"Ok!"

Shouts came from outside; the loading and unloading of the sugar-making crates was complete, and Yumilia quickly ran out to sign for confirmation.

At that moment, Ita leaned closer, smiling sweetly as she snuggled into his arms and sat on his lap. "Hehe, Caesar~" Ita called out sweetly.

"What are you doing, in broad daylight?" Caesar said.

"That's the method that can speed up pregnancy. According to the procedure, we should be starting the second stage now," Ita whispered.

"There's a second phase?"

“Yes, Delina said there are three stages in total, and each stage has a different method. Each one needs to be done carefully and meticulously.” Ita blushed and looked at him shyly.
"So, so now we're about to begin the second phase."

These past few days, Yumilia has been experimenting with new dessert recipes. Every day, besides finishing her work at the Ecology Institute, she spends her time researching desserts, which has generated a lot of leftover ingredients.

Aside from the experimental samples that Caesar would try, the leftover scraps were given to Kardashian to distribute among the servants. After all, the dessert contained expensive honey, and many people would be happy to take even the scraps.

But even the most delicious desserts can become tiresome. After a week of excessive dessert intake, Caesar had to resign from his position as dessert taster. Ita was in the same situation, not only having to accompany her in researching new products but also helping with taste testing, resulting in her sugar intake far exceeding the recommended limit.

I feel like I've gained a lot of weight this week.

Ita pinched her slightly protruding, soft belly and said.

“Plump ones look good too. Come on, Ita, help me try this soft-centered pastry.”

Yumilia then brought out another plate of baked pastries.

“I really can’t eat anymore,” Ita muttered.

“What about Caesar?” Yumilia looked at Caesar again.

Caesar could only shrug.

"I thought this one turned out pretty well," Yumilia said dejectedly, stuffing the small piece of pastry into her mouth. After chewing a couple of times, she frowned slightly. "Hmm, it feels like there's not enough milk flavor."

Caesar was exasperated; it really was just like that old joke: ever since Yumilia learned a certain dish, she ate the same thing every day for the next week.
Both he and Ita have big appetites, especially Ita. Don't let her small size fool you; as a dragon, her daily energy intake is quite high, yet she's still stuffed to the point of bursting.

"There's still so much left, should we send some away?" Yumilia muttered as she walked away with the plate in her hand.

"I guess this will have to go on for a long time," Ita said with distress.

"I feel like by the time Yumilia wins the international competition, I'll be a huge fat man too."

“He does look a bit heavier,” Caesar nodded.

In addition, the thighs also look much fuller.

"Hmph, it's all because Caesar ran away, leaving me to taste the food for Yumilia all by myself," Ita said in a low voice.

“I do think Ita is cuter when she’s a little chubby, and she’s so soft.” He hugged Ita tighter.

"That won't do either. As the head of the family, how can I be negligent in such a place?"

She took Caesar's hand and said seriously, "Starting tomorrow, Caesar has to exercise with me, otherwise I'll really get as fat as a ball."

"Alright, alright, I'll stay with you, little fat dragon." Caesar pinched her cheek.

"Don't call me that, really," Ita snorted.

To be honest, Ita doesn't really look that fat now. Her consistently excellent physical condition has allowed her to prioritize filling the areas where her body is lacking fat. If she used to be slim and petite, now she just has a slightly fleshy texture.
With the added nourishment and satisfaction of her desires during this period, her complexion looked quite good, rosy and smooth, with plenty of collagen in her face.

Just as the two were still cuddling, Caesar suddenly received a spiritual perception.

"Alright, I have something to do. I'll come find you in a bit," he said, patting Ita on the shoulder.

"Oh."

Ita obediently got off him.

He left the living room and went to his room, where he entered the Formless Heavenly Realm.

Arriving at the heavy bronze conference table, he summoned the phantom of Williamson, who pulled him into the Formless Heavenly Realm.

Williams stepped forward after entering and said, "Commander, the investigation into Zacardo has yielded results."

“Yes, go ahead and speak.” Caesar nodded.

“Our informants in Zacado reported that the Kingdom’s army is clearing out the residents of the Zacado area and forcing them to move out, ostensibly for military exercises.”

"However, during our investigation, we discovered that while they were driving people away from outside, they were also transporting residents inside, maintaining a daily fleet of three vehicles carrying approximately ten to twenty people."

"Are they sending people in?" Caesar frowned.

Williamson nodded and continued, "We investigated those who were sent to Zacardo, and the vast majority were from the Kingdom of Fein."

(End of this chapter)