No, no, how can she deceive him with this? Besides the appearance aside, it smells divine.
They lifted their spoons and said. "Thank you for the food." They said a quick prayer before they dove right in.
Mamoru went for the stew first and immediately felt a warmth that he hadn't in his entire life. What on earth is this? He went for the potato chip fried rice next, and his eyes widened. It tasted even better than the stew. What is this warm feeling inside him? Did it come from the food?
He kept eating more and more, but he found it even more delicious each time he ate it than before. It felt like the flavor improved each bite.
"Uh, is it bad?" Sumire looked at him with caution.
"You, was your dream to be a chef?"
At that comment, the girl burst into laughter. "I didn't think you would react that way."
