I was accidentally injured by God and I just want to be an ordinary person

"But……"

The dean still seemed unable to accept it, so Ella chose to quickly move on to the topic.

"Director, how many people are there in the nursing home?"

"...Not counting the staff and guards, there are eighty-five people in total."

"Well, that should be enough."

I asked Linglan to bring at least a hundred servings, so even if the staff were included, there would be no need to worry about any scrambles.

"Ah, the aroma of meat!"

"This taste, and the fish and seaweed!"

"That bag must contain bread, right?"

"What's in the box next to it? There are these white things, I've never seen them before..."

"That's called rice, idiot."

"Rice? Is it delicious?"

I seemed to hear the sound of wiping saliva.

"That's a luxury item only available to nobles."

"In that case, I'll just have the bread next to it!"

The children's words sounded a little scary, and Ella couldn't help but take a step forward and walk in front of the children who were staring at the wooden box.

"These are for you, huh? Um... Dean, can you prepare lunch now?"

"Since you say so, young lady, I will arrange the personnel now."

Seeing the unusually gorgeous food in the wooden box, the dean couldn't help but reveal a delighted expression. After bowing to Ella and Eve, he walked quickly towards the nursing home at a speed as if he was about to run.

Chapter 67: Sweet Blessings Woven from Everyday Life

*Genesis 6187 August 22nd 11:42 AM Eastern Demonic Branch of Disaster

"This is the first time I've smelled something so fragrant."

“I can’t hold it in any longer…”

"My stomach is rumbling already."

As if they could fill their stomachs, the children who were called to the courtyard by the dean kept twitching their noses, competing for the aroma of food flowing in the air. With the current size of the kitchen, it was somewhat unrealistic to prepare meals for a hundred people at once, so the dean suggested building a stove in the open space in front of the courtyard.

It was too boring to just stand there and watch the staff busy themselves, so Ella and Eve also joined the team to help.

"Ella."

"Eh?"

"It's done."

Eve placed a not-so-pretty rice ball in front of Ella, looking as if she was waiting for praise.

Ella couldn't help but smile bitterly. She put down the rice ball wrapped in red cabbage in her hand, and reached out to take the rice ball in Eve's hand.

"Yeah, very beautiful."

"I'm very happy—ah."

A look of joy appeared on her originally emotionless face, but as if she had seen something, Eve put on a very serious look and stretched out her finger to wipe Ella's face - a grain of rice, which must have been accidentally touched when she was wiping her sweat.

"It can't be wasted."

As Eve said this, she stuffed the rice grains back into the rice ball that she hadn't yet made.

Ella stopped him immediately.

"Wait, wait, Eve, that's not a good idea, right?"

It's not so much that it's not good, but rather that it makes people feel disgusted. They have to throw the rice grains stuck on their faces back into the lunch box. If this were placed on the earth, it would definitely be the level of complaints.

"It doesn't matter."

As Eve said this, she made a silencing gesture, indicating that Ella should not tell anyone else. Ella could only hold her forehead helplessly.

"That's not what I meant..."

While Ella was still making rice balls, the main course was almost ready on the other side. The staple food was black bread and thicker rice porridge. The dishes included stewed meat, grilled fish, tofu and other lighter dishes. In addition, drinks included ordinary water and milk.

Perhaps they wanted to make the lunch a large-scale event, as the courtyard was filled with long tables and low stools. Participants included not only children and general staff, but also guards from the nursing home and craftsmen who renovated the house. Considering the needs of these adults, the director seemed to have also brought out some not-so-good-tasting beer.

"I'm going to eat all of this!"

"You'll burst your stomach, idiot."

"Even so, it's a happy way to die."

"Wait a minute, the noble hasn't arrived yet. If you eat first, you'll anger him."

Overhearing the children at the nearby table discussing whether or not they should start talking, a guard with a bulging chest spoke while holding up a wooden cup.

"Oh, you little brats, these are gifts from the nobles. You should shout 'Thank you, nobles' first."

“I-I see. Then…”

The children sitting at several long tables looked at each other and shouted in uncoordinated voices.

“Thank you, noble sir.”

Of course, since Ella and Eve were fighting over the problematic rice ball at the moment, they didn't notice the children's cries, otherwise Ella would definitely feel embarrassed about it.

"Grace, bring some more firewood—huh? What do you mean by that surprised look?"

"Nothing much... I just wasn't expecting Captain Linglan to actually cook. I was a little surprised."

"Oh, I'm still practicing simple cooking so that I can be of use to you when your Majesty is hungry someday."

"This isn't a simple matter anymore."

Grace, who has refreshing short golden hair and an exceptionally handsome appearance, glanced at the wooden table with a complicated look. The dishes placed on it, from their fragrance to their color to their presentation, could not be called works of art if taken together.

About ten minutes later, all the dishes were placed on the table by the staff, and Ella and Eve also sat at the long table that could accommodate twenty people. Although Ella originally wanted to sit in a less conspicuous position, due to the strong request of the dean, she finally had to sit next to the top seat - the top seat was occupied by Eve.

Perhaps the usual teaching was effective. Even though the children kept wiping their saliva and looked like they couldn't wait, no one was the first to reach for the fork into the plate.

"Priest, is there anything you would like to say to everyone? If you hadn't come, the children wouldn't have been able to enjoy such a sumptuous meal. Honestly, even I'm the first to see so much luxurious food."

The dean, who had changed into a nun-like outfit at some point, stood up and looked at Eve happily.

Eve just shook her head.

"no."

"Ah, what a kind-hearted man! I'm sure you'll become the bishop of the church someday."

After saying this, the dean raised the wooden cup above his head and looked at the children and other staff sitting next to him.

"For the sake of the Priestess and her maids, everyone, enjoy it to your heart's content!"

"Oh! Thank you, Priest-sama!"

For a moment, not only the staff but even the children were infected by the atmosphere, holding up their wooden cups and shouting. Of course, the children and the staff responsible for teaching them were not allowed to drink alcohol, so they just drank water instead.

"Hmm! What is this? It tastes so sweet!"

"So this is clean water! It's completely different from the well water in the backyard."

"No weird smell? No weird stuff floating around."

"I want another drink!"

It seems that some children are attracted by the water. If they knew that this was actually "purified" water, they would definitely want to study magic hard. Ella, who caught the children's conversation, thought so. Although demons can only use offensive magic, a large part of the children in the nursing home are not demons, so as long as they are trained carefully, they will definitely become magic casters who can use "purification" magic in the future.

"Sister Lisa, is this really black bread?"

The child who had just taken a bite of bread raised his head and looked at a girl next to him who was about twelve or thirteen years old. However, the girl obviously also felt something was wrong. Like the child who asked the question, she looked at the black bread in her hand with a puzzled look.

"That should be it..."

"But why isn't it hard at all? It feels very soft. Isn't it the same type as what you usually eat?"

"I don't know. It must be because this food has been blessed by the priest. I've heard of magic that can make food delicious."

"I want to learn that kind of magic, too."

"When Nia grows up, she'll have the chance to learn."

The girl, about twelve or thirteen years old, smiled at the child next to her, and then carefully ate the black bread in small bites, as if she was afraid that if she ate too fast, the bread would slip away.

Eve, who heard the conversation, looked at the black bread in her hand curiously.

"Bread, different?"

"Priest, you may not know that black bread like the one you brought is very expensive in stores. Even ordinary families cannot afford to eat it every day."

"So what kind of bread do the children usually eat?"

Ella asked out of curiosity.

After hesitating for a moment, the dean asked the person next to him to bring the black bread he usually ate.

"If you don't mind, young lady..."

"Hmm, ahhhh, it's so hard, is this really bread?"

It tasted like wood when bitten. Ella looked down at the long strip of black bread in her hand, which had several teeth marks on it.

"Yes, young lady. Although the bread that ordinary people eat is softer than what you have in your hand, this is what most people eat. I used to make black bread in the workshop. Because the bran is not removed when the spring wheat is ground into flour, and foreign merchants add some sawdust to it to make a profit, it is this hard texture. We usually prepare vegetable soup for the children, and soaking the bread in the soup will soften it a little."

"With sawdust...is there a type without sawdust?"

Looking at the child wolfing down the food beside her, Ella's eyes showed worry.

“The brown bread sold by local merchants is not as hard, but it is more expensive. Moreover, if the food is too good on a regular basis, it will only be detrimental to the future development of these children.

After getting used to a comfortable life, returning to normal life might lead them to do some outrageous things... When they reach adulthood, they will leave the nursing home. If they are lucky enough to be selected as soldiers or retainers of noble families, it's fine, but if they become artisans or farmers, they will eventually have to rely on their own hands to make a living, so now is considered an early adaptation."

A trace of helplessness and kindness emerged on the dean's old face. The nursing home was the devil's proposal. Of course, he could ask for more funding from the higher authorities, but if it was not necessary, he would naturally choose the option of saving money.

The staff working here are all women who have lost their partners or children. They treat the children in the nursing home as if they were their own children. In order for them to take the right path in the future, it is necessary to let them experience a more difficult life in advance.

Ella took a bite of the not-so-pretty rice ball that Eve had made and murmured softly.

“Is that so…?”

Since this is for the future of these children, there is no reason for me to make things worse. Perhaps Camisia and Dean have already thought of the whole plan.

"Um, can I have a second bowl?"

The child who finished eating first shouted timidly. Although children in the nursing home could usually have a second bowl, this rule became less reliable when such a rich meal was placed in front of them.

Perhaps because the question was of concern to everyone, the other children who were eating in small bites stopped what they were doing and cautiously cast their eyes towards the staff holding the rice spoon.

For a moment, even the staff member was in a dilemma. She didn't know how much food was left. If she made a rash promise, she might disappoint the children. In the end, the staff member could only look at the dean with a pleading look.

Then the dean looked at Ella and Eve. This series of actions finally made everyone, including the children, focus their attention on Ella.

The quiet scene made Ella feel a little embarrassed. She coughed twice and put down the fork in her hand.

"Sure, I promise you can eat until you don't want to eat anymore."

Although the dean said that we cannot provide too good food, it should be fine if it happens once in a while. Just treat it as a rare festival. Ella nodded in agreement in her heart.

"Then I want a second bowl too!"

"Me too!"

"Long live the noble lord!"

After hearing that they could have a second bowl, all the children sped up their eating speed. The sound of cutlery colliding could be heard one after another. The lunch that was originally very restrained suddenly became intense, as if they were afraid that others would finish the food if they were late. Some children were still chewing in their mouths, but they had already run to the staff to line up. In the end, it got to the point where one staff member was not enough, and several more staff members had to be added to distribute the bread together.

"Ella."

"Eh?"

"Face."

Seeing Ella holding the milk with a look of confusion, Eve reached out her hand to the side of Ella's face. Because the same thing happened not long ago, Ella immediately reacted - if Eve were to throw the rice grains stuck on her face into the plate here, it would definitely make the people at the table unable to eat. Subconsciously, Ella leaned back.