"Pink apron."
Upon hearing these two words, Kaden froze up as he choked on his saliva. The corner of his mouth and eyes began to twitch as he looked down at Alice who had a sh*t eating grin on her face.
"I don't even need to ask where you disappeared off to now. No wonder I sensed something disgusting trying to break the barrier." Kaden knocked Alice on the head as she remembered something and reached for the bag strapped to her waist.
As she turned around, Kaden noticed a nostalgic crest, the crest of Ayr. A small warm smile appeared on his face before hiding it just as quickly.
"I brought something. I'm not sure how much you'll like it since… You kept making Cake for your precious Lua~" Alice laughed as Kaden felt as though a vein was about to pop.
What was nostalgic has become a source of embarrassment.
Pulling out a flask of Ayrian Mead, she handed it to him.
