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It was a downpour, large raindrops hitting the ground with a splattering sound.
Fortunately, although Heiter's house was made of wood, it had been specially reinforced so it wouldn't be washed away by the storm.
Even though it was a raging storm outside, ignoring the rattling windows and the sound of rain, everyone inside could still enjoy their dinner peacefully.
Fern's cooking skills had improved again.
The table full of delicious food made Frieren praise her repeatedly.
Strangely enough, ever since she came to Heiter's house, Frieren had been excellent at housework, but she had shown no talent for cooking.
Yulian ate the delicious food in his bowl, but felt a pang of sadness because of it.
If Frieren's cooking skills were also great, he would naturally have a lot less work to do.
Wait!
Yulian noticed something was off, his gaze shifted to Frieren, showing a thoughtful expression.
It didn't make sense that Frieren, being excellent in all other aspects, would be stumped by something as small as cooking?
Especially after following him, a master-level chef, for so many years!
Upon careful reflection, Yulian truly found a suspicious point!
It seemed that every time Frieren failed at cooking, the result was exactly the same!
Wasn't this, on the contrary, a sign of a high-level chef!
"Bang!"
Yulian put his chopsticks on the table, his eyes fixed on Frieren.
Frieren was still moved by what Heiter had said, and was instantly confused by Yulian's sudden stare.
"Mr. Yulian?"
"Frieren, are you hiding something from me?"
Yulian's eyes were serious.
Even Heiter and Frieren looked over curiously.
Yulian always came up with some topics or other antics during meals.
They were already used to it.
No matter how serious Yulian's tone was, they just treated it as casual dinner conversation.
Frieren chewed the food in her mouth, making a slight sound.
Her gaze shifted, moving back and forth between Yulian and Frieren.
It seemed like a little person in her heart started to explain.
Good!
The pro and con debaters have already launched their attacks first, now please wait for the con debater to see how she responds!
However, this "debate" was destined not to be intense.
"Uh, no, how could that be!"
"What could I, Frieren, possibly be hiding from Mr. Yulian!"
Frieren first awkwardly put down her bowl and chopsticks, frantically waving her hands, then righteously declared her stance!
She even made the Demon Race's gesture of swearing loyalty!
Isn't this a complete confession without being pressed!
"Frieren, you really are hiding something from me!"
Yulian was just probing, he wasn't sure himself, but seeing Frieren's reaction, the truth was instantly revealed!
I could tell you were acting strangely at a glance!
A smile played on Yulian's lips.
Jackpot!
It looks like future dinners are sorted!
"Huh?"
Now it was Frieren's turn to be surprised.
Her little mouth, which had been chewing, stopped.
The plot doesn't seem right?
Didn't it usually end with a fierce debate, followed by Frieren shouting 'Idiot!' and Mr. Yulian awkwardly lowering his head to eat...
She really was hiding something?
Frieren raised an eyebrow slightly, looking at Frieren curiously.
But if that's the case, things seem to be getting interesting?
"Huh, huh!"
"Miss Frieren, what is that expression!"
"Even you don't believe me!"
Frieren's little face crumpled, her voice filled with anxiety.
Usually, we're on the same side!
"Heiter, I presume you know too."
Yulian smiled wickedly.
He had been with Frieren for so long, it was one thing if he hadn't noticed, but how could someone as meticulous as Mr. Heiter not know?
He must have kept quiet because he couldn't bear to make Frieren do more work!
"Eh?"
Heiter was quietly eating his food, and the next second he heard Yulian call him, he was instantly confused.
"Me, me?"
Heiter pointed to himself with his finger uncertainly, a large question mark in his mind.
Am I supposed to know something?
"Mr. Yulian, I confess!"
"I was indeed moved by Mr. Heiter!"
"You really can cook, right!"
Two shouts rang out consecutively, and at this moment, it seemed even the rain outside temporarily stopped.
The world was silent for a second!
"Moved by what, what are you confessing?"
Yulian's face was confused, wasn't she, wasn't she supposed to admit that she could cook but just pretended not to because she was lazy?
What Heiter?
What moved?
"What, Mr. Yulian, that's what you were talking about!"
Frieren puffed out her cheeks, her eyes filled with indignation!
She had actually been caught by the usual probing!
The funny thing was, had she even exposed the fact that she could cook!
Ahhhhhh!
"Otherwise?"
"Frieren, you can cook, right."
"You just kept saying you couldn't because you were lazy!"
Yulian gently adjusted his non-existent glasses.
The mastermind is easily revealed!
There is only one truth!
Frieren can cook, she's just lazy!
"Idiot!"
"Idiot."
Frieren and Frieren almost simultaneously spoke the same words with different tones.
This also signaled the end of Yulian's usual debate.
"Seriously, could it be that Frieren, you really can't?"
"Then what were you saying just now..."
Yulian was dispirited, he thought he had discovered something interesting...
"I... of course I can't!"
Frieren bit her silver teeth.
The fact that she could cook must not be revealed even if she died!
"As for what I said just now..."
Frieren's two fingers lightly touched each other, her face showing hesitation.
"It was what Mr. Heiter said today."
"Ho ho, so that's it!"
Heiter had listened attentively to the entire debate between Frieren and Yulian, and at this moment, he couldn't help but laugh.
"Ah, what was it?"
Yulian and Frieren still looked confused.
Even Fern was rarely curious.
"It was [We are friends]."
Heiter laughed heartily, explaining the whole story.
Yulian then understood that Frieren had said she didn't have friends with him, and Mr. Heiter's line 'We are all friends' had moved her.
What a strange feeling.
A warmth also rose in Yulian's heart.
It was like when Emilia stepped forward to stand between him and the noble young masters.
Yulian knew this emotion called care very well.
"So that's it~"
Frieren's face was red, and she smiled sheepishly.
Even Yulian, who considered himself thick-skinned, felt two red clouds quietly climb onto his cheeks.
Happy smiles once again bloomed on Yulian and Frieren's faces.
"Knock knock knock~"
A knock sounded at the door.
But it was pouring rain outside.
Who would come at this hour?
All sorts of legends about gods, demons, and ghosts popped into Yulian's mind, and he couldn't help but feel a chill down his spine.
Until that familiar, pleasant female voice, tinged with weariness, sounded.
"Mr. Yulian..."
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