It had to be said that elves' senses were indeed keen. They could accurately perceive even the slightest changes, and they possessed an innate talent for gossip.
Yao Ziyan found Anno's blank expression rather amusing.
Anno herself did not feel that anything had changed. Nothing was any different from before. Luo Chuan was still Luo Chuan, and she was still herself. Perhaps the only change was in the hearts that had touched once more. That was all.
"Would you be interested in learning how to cook from me?" Yao Ziyan looked into Anno's eyes. "I feel like you have quite a talent for it."
"...Huh?"
The elf girl blinked in slight bewilderment, unable to understand why the topic had suddenly leaped to this.
Hadn't they just been talking about the changes between the two of them? How had it become learning to cook in the blink of an eye?
"Come learn how to cook with me." Yao Ziyan extended the invitation again.
"Why?" After holding it in for a while, Anno finally could not help voicing the question in her heart.
"Why?" Yao Ziyan curled her fingers slightly against her lips. "Mm... Just treat it as cultivating a hobby? What do you think? I think it would be nice."
She looked at Anno expectantly.
Anno touched her pointed ears and turned her head slightly away. She was a little unused to Yao Ziyan staring at her so directly. "Learning to cook... isn't impossible, and aren't we learning every day anyway?"
"Eh, that does seem to be true." Yao Ziyan laughed.
Anno sniffed. "Um, Ziyan, do you smell something burning?"
"Ah, my food!" Yao Ziyan cried out and hurriedly rushed to the stove.
Tap, tap, tap...
Footsteps echoed by his ears.
Luo Chuan ran his fingers along the wall, watching