Mag used a tray to carry eight sets of octopus balls out of the kitchen. After that, he placed them in front of the person who ordered them.
The round and golden octopus balls were served on a square black plate. It was covered with bonito flakes and shredded seaweed, making it look cute and exquisite.
"Look, this octopus ball can move!!!"
Amy inched closer to the octopus ball in front of her as she watched it with her azure blue eyes in shock.
The bonito flakes on the octopus ball were really moving slowly like a blooming flower.
"Is this a kind of insect?" Anna moved backward a little out of fear.
"Don't be afraid. This is not an insect." Mag looked at the shocked faces with a smile. "This thing that is moving is called bonito flakes. It was cut into slices as thin as paper, and because the freshly cooked octopus balls are very hot, the bonito flakes start to change shape the moment they heat up. Therefore, they appear to be moving."
