Mathew bit on the omelet wrapped in strips of thin meat and smiled broadly.
"Sis, I'm impressed!
Your cooking is improving day by day."
"Of course!
Who do you think I am?
I will become the greatest chef in Carona within the next few years.
So just watch me!" His sister said with burning flames of passion in her eyes.
"Oh?
Ah... it's good that I'm related to you.
That way I can hug all the glory when you finally make it.
By then, I'll change my name to [the brother of the famous chef]." Mathew said teasingly as he looked at his sister that appeared nothing like she did when she body-slammed him this morning and couldn't help but marvel at how women could change so much.
Previously, she looked like a wandering ghost with her long black hair.
But how, she looked like the 3rd ranked high school Goddess that she was.
Sigh... Women!
