For one who had been served food from the time he was young until now, Azar didn't know how to cook. But what he did know was that during these past two weeks, he had watched as they prepared dishes, and there was one particular easy-to-cook dish he felt he could try to prepare.
With that knowledge, Azar began working as he started cooking. A lot of noises were heard while Mela's body trembled from time to time.
Finally, after thirty minutes of tossing things around, Azar was able to cook something.
Looking at the result of his several minutes of effort almost made Azar cringe, but he still smiled as he walked toward Mela.
"Ehn... there have been some issues..." Azar spoke with the food behind his back. Although Azar could hide what the food looked like, he couldn't hide what it smelled like.
Mela's body shook slightly as she laughed softly, then a tiny voice was heard.
"Le... let me... see... Master..." Mela struggled to speak.
