Keira and Lewis had been through so much together that, in a way, they felt like an old married couple.
Knowing Lewis wouldn't interfere with her decisions, she took a few extra moments to explain why she was willing to help Sean.
As they talked, she prepared three dishes and a soup. Then, she checked the steamed rice, finding it wasn't quite how Sean liked it, so she whipped up some fried rice instead.
There was no helping it—someone else had steamed the rice, and the water-to-rice ratio wasn't to Sean's taste. After so many years cooking for him in Oceanion, she knew his preferences well.
Lewis watched her, finally unable to hold back a question. "Do you even know what I like to eat?"
Keira rolled her eyes. "Back then, he was my one big customer, so of course I paid attention. Over time, I realized he preferred every dish to be cooked in just the right way. But you... could you really taste if I changed the water a little?"
