Sir Ares, Goodnight

"I think your kitchen utensils don't welcome me here, Sir Ares. It seems like I shouldn't be here often in the future!" After some time, Rose finally raised her little head. 1

Jay was filled with laughter. Rose had the expression o f 'I'm not going to cook ever again' written all over her face!

"Let me do it." Jay walked over and took the flour from her hand. Then, he started to get busy.

Rose, who was bored, started chattering endlessly." You can cook, Sir Ares?

"It doesn't make sense. My friends told me that a man who can cook is a man who can't make money.

"But it seems like you're only able to cook basic European cuisine. To be frank with you, European cuisine doesn't always match everyone's palate. Furthermore, constantly eating them will make you bloat like a balloon..."

It was because she disliked European cuisine!

Jay was quickly frying up some bacon and eggs while she babbled away.

Rose saw the golden brown bacon and licked her lips.

"Can I eat it?" Rose asked somewhat pitifully.

Jay glanced at her clothes that were dirtied with jam and frowned. "Change to a clean shirt and come down to eat your breakfast."

Immediately, Rose leaped upstairs while as happy as a rabbit.

and frowned. He wondered what made this thing so delicious that she continuously thought

she found out she had no clothes here

a T-shirt. When she put it on, it

she found another thick

Jay was so startled that he

table. She explained to him absent-mindedly, "I took a shower and I don't have any clothes here, so let

well-proportioned calves. Her outfit was horrendously mismatched, yet she looked completely

won't want to leave me naked on

behind. "Are you aware that you're

Rose,

there was a hidden joy, but when she noticed the oversized black windbreaker that had wrapped her into a

her current bloated figure, perhaps the sun had not risen

blind, Sir Ares. Perhaps your eyes are covered

good mood disappeared as he let go of her.

food, she did not

bacon were fragrant, but there were only

at the one that

want to eat?"

She nodded.

You

her saliva. "I haven't

Zetty's in recent years. She had to take care of two children and work simultaneously, so time was not in her favor. Where would she find the time to