"She has a peculiar taste for cucumber juice." Ranon's eyes fixed on his daughter in Renna's arms. "Where did she get that from?" He asked flippantly.
Renna thought about that for a little while before she admitted that Hazel didn't like cucumbers when she was little, but her father was angry with her because she was being a picky eater. Ever since then, she had eaten it without any complaint.
"It's not like she liked the cucumber growing up, even though she didn't say it. But if there were another option, she would go for the second one." Renna contemplated it for a while. "That's why I was so confused when she suddenly loved the cucumber juice. I thought because of her pregnancy. You know, pregnant women crave something unusual sometimes."
However, Hazel was no longer pregnant, and she still loved the juice as if she had liked it for so long. Not only that, it matched River's taste.
