It was two days after the tournament was over, and Sheva could feel that his brain was still like mush. After overusing it for the full eight days without any rest, the headache he suffered was enough to make him lie on the bed lazily without doing anything like a salted fish. Unfortunately, it was impossible to do, since his home was invaded by four people who seemed not to know how to get exhausted.
"Aunty, how do you shape this snack into a perfect round shape without any cake mold?" Claudia asked, her eyes shining at the strange snack in front of her.
"Which snack are you talking about, Ia?" Sheva's mother glanced at the snack that Claudia pointed at. "Oh, that's Onde-Onde. It depends on how you cook it. Is this the first time you've seen one? If so, I will teach you how to make one." She explained gently.
"Really?!" Claudia's eyes lit up instantly. It was clear that she liked that snack. "Thank you, Aunty!" Her tone was delighted.
