Chapter 217.2. Two Years Later

“Since food can easily spoil, I ate it right away. As for the rest, I gave instructions to store them properly in the warehouse, so everything is perfect. I’ve also made a proper inventory list.”
Nimue proudly boasts, but wait, did she eat the food?
“To which maid did you give the instructions?”
“The one with chestnut hair and freckles… I forgot her name, but she’s a maid.”
Among the items stored away, I doubt any precious metals will ever come back. How is Freya pulling off the inventory check? Frigg-oneesan, you’ve got some explaining to do.
Nimue tidies up my hair, creating a half-up hairstyle which I like very much with a delicate touch. 
Mii-chan changes into her sailor outfit.
“You look adorable, Miu-sama.”
“Thank you, Ranko-san.”
I stand up, spins around, and open up her flare skirt in front of the mirror, giving a charming wink. My hair is smooth, and her cute eyes and charming blink create the image of a refined young lady.
“A refined young lady has appeared!”
“A lady of the abyss has appeared!”
Nimue makes a mistake in her words, so I kick her. Nimue is gradually becoming less reliable, but it’s her fault.
What’s with “a lady of the abyss”? Is Mii-chan some ancient deity?
“Alright, let’s head to the dining hall for breakfast.”
I walk energetically, with Ranko-san and Nimue following behind me. We walk down the long hallway and open the door to the dining hall. 
The family-exclusive dining hall is a cozy room with tatami mats, and everyone is already sitting on their cushions, waiting.
“Good morning, papa, mama, Sora, Mai.”
“Good morning, Mii-chan.”
Papa’s face has become somewhat more dignified. Over the past two years, he has been honed by dealings with the nobles and Grandpa Kazamichi. Now he can be quite assertive in his actions.
“Hehe, you’re energetic as always. Good morning.”
Mama smiles gently with a calm expression. She rarely engages in negotiations and is easy to befriend, earning her the nickname of a gentle goddess in high society.
Because of this, some consider her an easy target and try to harass or plot against her, but strangely enough, they all got severe consequences. Quite mysterious.
“Morning, Mii-nee.”
“Morning, Mii-neetan.”
My younger siblings have grown taller and rarely fall sick, full of energy.
Papa and mama return the greetings with bright smiles, and their relationship remains as strong as ever. My younger siblings wave their tiny hands, looking extremely adorable.
At the age of three, they run around the mansion, and it has become a daily routine for the maids to chase after them.
“Mii-nee, look at me!”
Sora stands up with a “phew” and raises his tiny hand before landing on the tatami floor and rolling over.
“I can do it too! Watch!”
Mai also tries to roll over, imitating her brother, but after rolling over, she struggles to get back up. 
It seems to roll over is challenging for a toddler with a hungry belly.
“I failed…”
Tears start to well in her eyes, so I quickly run, then embrace her.
“It’s okay, Mai. Let’s practice rolling over while eating cake on our next day off! Of course, Sora could join too.”
“Practice?!”
“Yeah, practice! We’ll do our best to roll over! I’ll even make a homemade cake for the occasion!”
Over the past two years, I have mastered all the production-related jobs, including Cook IV. 
Mii-chan’ll show off her cooking skills to her siblings.
“Yeah, practice rolling over! I’ll become strong like a car!”
“I’ll practice too! So I can fly like the sky!”
With a thumbs up, I tell them to leave it to me, and Mai, who was about to cry, turns into a smile and hugs me. Sora sees that and jumps into the hug, so I hug him back.
The warmth and softness of their bodies make their smiles adorable and fill me with happiness. 
In this world, I’m fortunate to have a loving and close-knit family.
In my past life… Memories of my past life have faded quite a bit. It feels the ‘me’ inside doesn’t come out during ordinary times.
In the shadows? Schemes and battles don’t suit kind-hearted Mii-chan.
As we embrace each other with smiles, papa clears his throat.
We also hug papa and mama, showing our affection. We approach them together and repeat the hugs.
With a gentle smile, he pats our heads, making us happy. Today will surely be a good day.
“Okay, Mii-chan. Try not to do anything dangerous with cartwheels, alright?”
“Didn’t you do a cartwheel to knock away the truck and save the cat the other day?”
“I’m glad I could save the cat! And I didn’t get reincarnated in another world!”
That was dangerous. Unexpectedly, a cliche happened, but I didn’t get hurt. Cartwheel and somersault are the strongest moves.
“Saving the cat was amazing. But make sure Sora and Mai don’t imitate you. It’s dangerous, okay?”
“Yes. If it’s dangerous, I’ll stop!”
“We need to be careful of Mii-chan’s words.”
Papa chuckles and sits back down. That makes it sound like I’m always playing with words. What a bad reputation.
“Now, shall we have breakfast? It’s the entrance ceremony today.”
Nodding at papa’s words, we all say, “Let’s eat!” and begin our breakfast as a close-knit and loving family.
Yeah, this tamagoyaki is delicious.