Chapter 155.1 - Case of a breakfast
Meanwhile, Astron strolled into the Emberheart kitchen with his usual composed air, taking in the pristine countertops and sleek design. He wasn't surprised to see the space was immaculate—untouched, even. It was clear that no one here had ever truly cooked a meal.
'Figures,' he thought. Considering the fact that, Irina was that kind of a girl, he could understand it.
'Hmm?'
Yet just then, to his surprise, he saw that the fridge was stocked. Fresh vegetables, neatly packaged cuts of meat, an array of sauces and spices—all of it was there, ready to be used. It was almost too perfect, as though someone had gone out of their way to ensure it looked well-prepared, even if it had never been touched.