Aimou couldn't eat or taste anything. When she cooked, she strictly followed the guidelines, adhering to each step. Despite her limited senses, Aimou still made delicious dishes, not to mention the birthday cake carrying her birthday wishes.
Wielding a knife, Aimou cut a piece for Bologue. After tasting it for a while, with Aimou's expectant gaze upon him, Bologue said.
"Very nice," Bologue praised, giving a thumbs up, "If you open a bakery, you'll definitely rake in the dough."
Bologue was sincere; the things Aimou made were truly delicious, far exceeding his own culinary skills.
It was evident that besides studying alchemy, Teda's daily life was well cared for by Aimou. Having such a capable helper made life much easier.
Bologue ate two bites and paused, looking at Aimou, who was resting her chin on her hands, gazing expectantly at him.
