The buzz of the Cooking Festival still lingered in the air as the students spilled out into Hesreth Street and of course, the academy grounds, voices high with chatter and laughter.
The smell of grilled meats, fried dumplings, and sweet candied fruit carried on the breeze from the food stalls lining the path.
The morning sun was kind, not too harsh, and colorful banners fluttered in the breeze as if celebrating Beau and Elenea's big win alongside them.
Aranea stretched her arms with a yawn, her stomach immediately growling loud enough for everyone to hear.
"Finally! My favorite part of every festival… eating!"
Zann raised a brow, smirking. "Didn't you just eat samples from every dish Beau and Elenea made?"
"That was tasting," Aranea corrected, placing her hands on her hips. "This is eating. Big difference."
Leonel chuckled. "She's not wrong."
