Four hours had passed, and the cooking exam had finally come to an end.
I was currently standing in front of my apartment door, downright depressed by today's events.
Although I'd rather not admit it openly, Amelia had truly saved me from failing the exam… and potentially getting expelled.
Haaa.
You see, while I was engrossed in cooking, my mind wandered elsewhere and as my attention diverted, I made a mistake.
Well, let's not dwell too much on the details and let's say that I almost set the entire class on fire.
How did something like that even happen, one may ask?
You see, I always wear my hidden blade on my right wrist— by always, I mean all the time. And by all the time, I mean ALL THE TIME.
As a result, it's quite easy to forget it's even there sometimes.
So, there I was, deep frying the skinned Moonlit Rabbit, holding myself from drooling over the mouthwatering aroma filling up the kitchen.