'Suddenly want to have a real home. I don't want to be alone in this world... There's already so much trouble with the secrets hidden in my identity. It must feel good if I could share my thoughts with someone.'
When Seraphyne returned to the building they were temporarily staying at, she was already dressed cleanly. As she opened the room, the sound of chopping could be heard from the kitchen. She walked like a cat and silently went into the kitchen, where she saw Zephyir, whose back was facing her.
The man wore a white shirt, dark pants, and a pink apron. He was patiently cutting some vegetables and meat. With a glance, Seraphyne could guess what the man wanted to cook. So she concealed her breath and observed him closely.
'I guess he wanted to cook spicy pork ribs and chop suey. Can this man really know how to cook? Where did he even find my cookbook? Have I left that somewhere while reading some medicated diet plans?'
