Chen Ze scratched his head, feeling it wasn't great to drag out someone's hidden feelings, so he was a bit melancholic about how to support Lafra.
"Right, where's that thing... my photo?" Lafra stretched out her hand, still remembering the last time she brought Chen Ze to the castle, where a frail human took a picture of her.
"Just a moment, I'll get it for you." Chen Ze ran upstairs and took the photo from the bedroom dresser.
"It's..." Lafra looked at the photo with delight, thinking that although it was a bit worse than magic-etched images, it was still quite nice.
Then Lafra saw Chen Ze's gaze.
"It's... it's so ordinary! Humph, having me appear in such a place, really rude!" Lafra turned her head away, slipping the photo into her personal space.
Chen Ze's lips twitched, wondering if she actually liked it or not.
Chen Ze didn't enjoy watching guests eat, so he returned to the kitchen; he was feeling a bit peckish and suddenly craved stinky tofu.
