"How did my cooking compare to Raiden Mei's and Raiden Makoto's?"
"..."
Well, damn.
Hua Yi had not even gotten a sip of soup before he was presented with a multiple-choice question.
Catching his brief hesitation, Himeko's lips quietly curved into a faint smile.
This time, it was her turn to be mischievous.
Himeko clearly remembered how, when she had first arrived in Penacony and met Hua Yi in that hazy state of consciousness, he had pretended to be a newcomer embarking on Interstellar Navigation for the first time. The first thing out of his mouth had been "Sister Hana," completely fooling her.
A lofty being coveted by Aeons, pretending to be a rookie in front of me, huh!
Some veteran players in games loved pretending to be newbies too, shouting, "Big shot, 666!"
Himeko scooped up a spoonful of miso soup and fed it to Hua Yi herself.
"Tell me, how does it taste?"
"Delicious!"
"And your answer to my previous question?"
Faced with Himeko's relentless pursuit, Hua Yi's gaze drifted away.
"Yours is more sporty. Theirs is more businesslike."
Hearing that, the faint smile on Himeko's face widened slightly. "Are those words used to describe flavor?"
Hua Yi hesitated between lying with sweet words and telling the truth. In the end, he chose the latter.
Compared to Raiden Mei and Raiden Makoto, Himeko's cooking really did fall short.
However, before saying that, he needed to lay some groundwork.
With Himeko so close, Hua Yi leaned forward and kissed her cheek.
Smack~
How could Himeko possibly guard against a move like that from Hua Yi!
Tsk... it was not as though she could not have guarded against it at all.
Hua Yi's movement had been obvious. Himeko had had plenty of time to dodge, yet the dignified Nihility Emissary