Im currently sitting down by myself taking a short break after our meal.

Todays dinner was better than normal though my mothers mushroom gratin is still the best.

I ate a bit too much though and its lying a bit heavy in my stomach, however, this feeling of fullness is pretty good.

Everyone else has gone into the workshop. My father learnt Ray was interested in making swords so he enthusiastically took him to the workshop.

Misha and Sasha also disappeared.

Its been a while and they still havent come back, however, I can hear laughter from time to time so they are still chatting away.

Leaning back in my chair I can hear noises from the kitchen.

My mother? Lets take a look.

It was actually Misha inside.

What you doing?

Misha turned around with her usual deadpan expression.

Gratin.

I can see the stone ovens lit. Is she actually making gratin?

Weve finished eating though.

What about it?

Making it.

You are?

*Kokuri* Misha nods.

Arnos mother is good.

Well I wont argue with that but why?

Misha blinked a couple times.

Taught me.

Sasha and Misha did help out when preparing dinner. Did my mother teach them how to cook it at the same time?

Practising by myself.

I see.

You wanted more practice making gratin?

Nn.

Well, my mothers mushroom gratin is the best there is.

Misha nods again.

Arnos favourite food.

.Does that mean you are practising because its my favourite food?

Its only a little bit but Misha suddenly looks shy.

I like Arnoss happy face.

Shes saying something cute.

Im glad.

Misha smiles at my words.

Arnos is close with Sasha.

Thats right.

Sasha exposes all her emotions without holding back and talks to me rudely. Shes also meddlesome and unintentionally amusing at times. I had no such subordinate 2000 years ago.

Something wrong with that?

Its nice. Misha stares into my eyes. But Im a little lonely.

I see. Does it feel like Ive stolen your older sister?

Mishas eyes opened slightly and she shook her head.

Opposite.

Misha suddenly points at me.

Me? By Sasha?

Misha nods slightly.

Unusually for Misha, shes assertively looking me in the eyes.

I made friends first. Her voice becomes thinner. .But Sasha is closer now.

I unintentionally laugh.

So even Misha can think like that.

She looks down and says in a small voice.

..Jealously is not good

Our feelings dont always go the way we want them too.

Im not on better terms with Sasha than you.

Really?

Misha stares doubtfully at me.

She just talks more

..I speak less

Mishas voice gets even quieter.

Thats one of your good points Misha.

Her face relaxes slightly.

Really?

Yeah. I can feel calm when Im talking to you.

*Fufu* Misha laughs shyly.

Im happy.

Fumu. This misunderstanding seems to have been solved.

Ah.

Misha suddenly notices something and puts on some mittens before fetching a pot from the oven.

A delicious scent of white sauce and cheese drifts out.

I did it.

Misha joyfully puts the pot on the table before taking a wooden spoon and scooping up some gratin, blowing on it to cool it down and then eating it in one gulp.

Did it go well? Mishas nodding while tasting her gratin.

Is it delicious?

Misha turns around to face me with her deadpan expression before scooping up some more gratin and pointing the spoon at me.

Eat?

Ah, no, I just ate a while ago.

..I see

Misha stares at the gratin on the spoon.

She somehow looks lonely.

Oh, she did say she liked seeing my happy face so thats why she was practising.

In that case, no matter how full I am I will eat it.

Fumu. Actually, Ive changed my mind. Im a bit peckish. Can I have it?

Misha smiled happily and nodded before blowing on the gratin.

Moving forward she brought the spoon to my mouth.

Here.

Mishas demanding that I open my mouth.

..

Im not a baby. I can eat by myself.

When I didnt open my mouth she tilted her head to one side.

..Aaahn

Did she think her intention wasnt communicated? Shes asking me to open my mouth again.

Whatever. Its fine I guess. Do what you want.

I opened my mouth and Misha fed me the gratin.

Umu, this is exquisite. Shes only just learnt from my mother but she can already perfectly replicate my mothers mushroom gratin taste.

..How is it..?

Exquisite.

*Fufu* Misha laughed.

One more?

Lets have it.

Misha brings it to my mouth again.

Aahn.

Did you think I wouldnt open my mouth if you didnt do that?

Misha feeds me the same way again.

I was already stuffed but in the next 10 minutes, I managed to eat another dish of gratin.

It was delicious. Mishas good at cooking.

.Normal She says a little shyly. Ill make it again.

Dont overdo it. You dont need to make it to remain friends with me.