"Surprise!" Rem heard when he walked into the dining room, he pretended to be flustered. After all, there must be a reason they were doing all of this and he hoped it was a good one.
He was beckoned to the dining table, Rem coming to dinner was a rare occurrence – sometimes he would be in his room silently and other times he would be out but nevertheless there was always a chair ready for the day he would be coming to eat.
There was an assortment of dishes on the table, each one cooked to perfection and Rem could perceive their various aromas… they were simply unique.
"I know you like my cooking more than what you eat in the Café," Pari said while giving him a wide smile, they were all seated in the various chairs… waiting for him.
Rem looked at the twins, both of the redheads were grinning at him. This was all the proof that he needed that they were the ones that told her, but it wasn't a lie. He did prefer her home cooking to what he ate in the Café.
