"But babies don't eat and laze around all day. Only piglets do that," Lucas declared with a teasing smirk.

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Beatrice approached them to check on the situation and asked Thalia to take a break. "You're our guest, Thalia. There's no need to trouble yourself with all this."

She did not have a knack for that, and her tortellini would not be able to hold together when cooked because they were practically falling apart.

Thalia felt a pang of embarrassment but persisted, "I can practice! Cooking is all about practice, right? Once I get the hang of it, I can cook them once I'm back in Molomia."

heard that. Lucas noticed the change in her mood but could not discern the reason behind it, so he decided to mischievously smear some flour on her nose. "Go over there and rest, or you could help fetch some

living room? Well, you can fetch

relieved that she continued to

my tortellini? I've stuffed them to the brim, and each bite

"If you won't let me eat yours, then I'll eat Grandma's or Grandpa's. The ones Grandpa made are big,

can have ours. Let him

Thalia's earlier remarks remained unanswered. Thalia felt her face burn with embarrassment after they responded to Melody's remark but not hers. She could not

even though you piled them up with filling. Mine doesn't look nice at all. I still end up with some

were clearly falling apart. "These aren't going to hold up when cooked.

about whether I like them or not. Can they be cooked? If not, then the fillings will all go

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