Chapter 10

I think there is. Have you already exchanged more than three words? “Where did you learn to cook?”

It was then. Wolfward asked Melissa, who was secretly rejoicing alone. Obviously, he had said that he had nothing to ask before, and his attitude changed as if he was turning his hand over. Melissa knew about it, but didn’t bother to point it out, but replied kindly.

“Because there was Aunt Martha near the house. Seeing that I live alone, she took care of me several times and taught me to cook.

“Well.” “So what did you learn? It’s not aristocratic food, but I really like it .there are the menus that we do.”

“That’s right.” He said.

Although she was a noblewoman, she confessed that she had cooked it herself, but her husband’s face didn’t look any different. So it’s like contempt. It’s like a few seconds of silence that can’t be hidden.

Aunt Martha was the one who taught her many life skills. She passed away last year, but Aunt Martha’s teachings are still shining in her heart.

‘Thank you, ma’am. After all, no one  could dislike aunt’s potato bread!’

When my husband asks me a question, I feel confident.

This hook went up. Melissa was thinking about what else to ask, but she just decided to stop as she didn’t want to annoy him for nothing. My husband is a fairly defensive person, and he seems to have more than a certain level of hatred for humanity.

‘You seem to be kind to me now, but I don’t know how it will change again if I annoy you.’ Melissa shut her mouth for a moment and looked at him. Then the blind gaze returns. So the two were silent for a while and were in the same room. It was my husband who broke the silence first.

“I will go.”

“Ah yes!”

“Why don’t we have lunch together tomorrow? I think you wake up around one in the afternoon.”

I thought you weren’t interested in me, were you?

Melissa was a little surprised that her husband knew his wake up time. Of course, I didn’t feel bad about it like I might wake up a little earlier.”

Am I waking up too late?

You might think I’m lazy. I added a word to that concern. But the husband immediately shook his head.

“Don’t be too hard on yourself. I know it always happens around that time, so I wake up at that time I will prepare for you.”

“thanks.”

“It’s a reward for potato bread.”

“Um, then…? Melissa was about to ask more, then paused and closed her mouth again. It was because she thought he was not aware of the man who was about to leave.

Hana’s husband was still standing there like a stake, waiting for him to open his mouth.

“The… the ink?”

“That’s the reward for meat pie.” The answer comes sooner than expected. Melissa muttered  “Oh,” and smiled 🙂