A Butler.... Apparently (TOTCF/LOTCF FANFIC)

1•The Famous Young Master Isn't A Simple Trash•1

The head chef, along with the black haired man who Ree still didn't notice was there, moved closer to the two plates of cooked food that Ree prepared.

Both dishes were releasing a fragrant and appetizing smell. It looked really delicious as well. The chef tried a piece from both plates and nodded in satisfaction.

"It's good. As usual. Good job Ree!"

The chef praised Ree while patting his shoulder. The said man, however, didn't really care. He didn't need the praise, what he wanted to receive was the break that the chef promised him.

Meanwhile, there was someone else there that both the chef and Ree unintentionally forgot about. The man looked curiously at the brown haired butler named "Ree". He then shifted his gaze to the food at the counter.

Seeing as the two have forgotten about his existence, the man moved closer to the dishes. He could practically tell it's taste based alone on the appetizing aroma it emitted. He took a clean fork and proceeded to taste both dishes.

The moment he put it inside his mouth, he couldn't help but froze. The delicious and savory taste of the meat, as well as the slight crunchiness of the fresh vegetables that blends with its dressing, wrapped his taste buds. Both dishes were cooked and seasoned perfectly. The man nodded in satisfaction as well.

"It's delicious."

Hearing the unexpected praise coming from such an attractive voice, Ree couldn't help but turn toward the speaker. The man, who he unintentionally forgot about, was holding a fork while slowly chewing the food in his mouth.

Now that Ree's attention was undivided, he can finally observed the man fully. He was a handsome, neat looking man with black hair. Wearing a chef's uniform and a pair of white gloves.

And he looked absolutely unfamiliar yet familiar at the same time.

'Let's see, black hair, a chef, wearing gloves, super neat and clean...'

The more he list the black haired man's characteristics, the more Ree felt an ominous feeling coming from the back of his mind. Ree's eyes involuntarily widen when he realized something.

"What the hell..."

Ree accidentally said out loud.

The man in front of him, if Ree wasn't mistaken, was none other than the next Molan patriarch. Beacrox Molan.

Realizing the he accidentally blurted that out loud, Ree immediately covered his mouth with both of his hand. Both the head chef and Beacrox was looking at Ree with a questioning look.

'F*ck. I f*cked up.'

Actually, Ree wasn't afraid of the Molan duo. He just thought it was absolutely annoying to be around them so he'd rather stay away. But it seemed kinda impossible to do that now.

Seeing as the man was still looking at him with a weird expression, Ree immediately faked an embarrassed expression. He coughed awkwardly and plastered his usual polite smile on his face.

"Ahh, sorry about that. I didn't expect to be complimented by someone else so suddenly so I was a bit taken aback."

Ree said in his usual calm and polite voice. With just a tiny bit of embarrassment mixed in. In the inside, however, he was repeatedly beating himself while shouting curses.

Fortunately, he was a freaking good actor and an experienced liar. This little bit of acting wasn't really much.

The head chef, who was just watching at the side, finally interjected after noticing the awkward atmosphere.