Her Future

Crackle.

The door opened when Aton came home, as with Silvana, Matra immediately headed out to greet him.

"Darling, dinner's almost ready!" Matra uttered with a bright smile on her face.

Her eyes went wide with surprise as she gasped.

"Aton, what happened to you?"

It seemed like the reason for her reaction was tragedy, but... Aton's clothes were just dirty and disheveled and his hands and face showed traces of dust and engine oil.

Aton scratched the back of his head taking off his soiled jacket.

"It's nothing serious, it's just that my guys couldn't keep up with the work and the order was urgent, so I had to get involved too. After all, I've been doing repairs for years."

Then, Aton cast Matra a hard look.

"How are things going with the restaurant? Is everything alright? You don't need my help? If you need anything, my guys can easily get the best ingredients from Second Ring."