"Yeah, I saw her reading books last night," Fein said nonchalantly as he squeezed the tomato sauce he made into the plain noodles in a container. Yes, he's recreating spaghetti!
Fein supported his sister, although he didn't really see her study last night.
"Hmmm... Well, can't you study a little earlier?" Melissa sighed, "You have to learn how to manage your time."
Fey nodded and looked at her brother helplessly, asking for help. Fein shrugged with a wary smile and gave her a look. 'Sorry, I can't help you further.'
But as if thinking of something. He picked up the Spaghetti in his hand and brought it to the table for the two of them to see. The smell of tomato sauce wafted in the room, and this caught Melissa's attention.
She turned her head at the source, only to see a weird dish on the table. "What is that?" she asked. She stood up on the table and went beside it.
