The Age of Mayonnaise had truly begun.
This was what Rayven thought as he finished his sandwich…
Rayven was about to make his third one when the door suddenly creaked open.
"Rayven? You here?" a familiar voice called.
It was Nara, the younger of the two swordswomen, her dark hair tied up in a simple tail, and she still looked sweaty.
She entered first, dragging her training sword behind her as it seemed that she had just finished a sparring session. Following behind was Miki, and she seemed quite happy seeing Rayven after a long while.
Well, Rayven had been busy with the Eterna Script Trading business and rarely had the chance to meet them…
Rayven greeted the two as he found the lid of the jar to cover his mayonnaise.
Well, he didn't make a lot of them, and it was definitely not enough for him.
However, the smell of fresh bread and the faint hint of lemon in the air made them realize that Rayven was doing something in the kitchen...
