Mag watched five times before he went back to working in the kitchen.
This new dancer made the old one look like a joke. Moreover, she taught in a methodical way and followed their progress. Although she couldn't correct their dance moves, she was no less a professional dancing master.
Yabemiya moved two tables aside to make enough space for them to dance on, and pulled down the shades to block unwanted eyes.
She was a little embarrassed to dance in front of Mag at first, but the look he gave her was as gentle as the one he gave his daughter. She grew used to it quickly, and lost herself in the dance.
Their spirit infected the kitten. It was jumping and running, more willingly than when it had been forced to run.
Life is more than just work, Mag thought as he watched Yabemiya, who was struggling to copy the elf's movements. He smiled. Hope she can walk out of her past and find happiness here.
