After scouring through the entire kitchen, I quickly completed my mission. With two large cups filled to their two thirds with the thick, black fluid, two more small containers stood atop the silver platter I was carrying. Surprisingly enough, be it thanks to the improvements to my body and cultivation or just because of the sheer quality of the kitchen's porcelain, moving the entire thing back to the basement didn't pose any problem to me at all.
Closing all the doors and locks behind me, I quickly approached the doors before returning to Ayda's place. With the silver platter bending under the weight of the expensive drinks, I felt a shiver running down my spine. For a moment, I felt as if all my carefully prepared surprise would end up scattering on the floor in a sea of sharp porcelain glass, drops of sugar and mix of coffee and hot milk that I carried along with it.
