Voice: "Even if it was not a success, can't you at least make a fake smile?"
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Eloira laughs inwardly before staring at him while Shiven stares sideways, he couldn't believe his sister would say such an embarrassing thing. His lips scold while Lura sprouts innocent.
Instead, she tastes the food first, her face falls instantly like a cloudy sky.
Eloira raised her brows helplessly as she could easily deduce her action, "How was it?"
"..."
Shiven rush a spoonful of the rice with soup in his mouth, he return a saddened gaze to Lura while they both diverted it to Eloira.
Eloira is confident about her cooking but their face torments her, "I learned cooking from my Mum and most times when I cooked, she does praise me that my food is delicious likewise the family. But your feedback seems like it's not it"
"Pity, I couldn't feel the taste myself"
