After being massaged by the working woman, now Felia is sitting in the pantry. For some reason, she even wanted to see Bara who turned out to make food homemade, because lately, she likes to spend her free time with snacks.
"Bara, why is your cooking always delicious?"
Finally, a question that sounded innocent like a child came out of Felia's mouth. She rested her chin on her folded hands on the pantry table, her gaze was so enthusiastic as Bara poured the pudding layer by layer with colors like a rainbow.
Bara, who had finished the third layer, put the container of hot pudding back on the table, then looked at Felia with a warm gaze. "Maybe that's my potential, ma'am. I always put the taste first, so if it doesn't taste good, I'll fix it until it's really good," he answered in a very polite tone of voice.