Cocorosa walked out in silence.
Granny Tang flew out after her. She first nodded to Angel from afar, thanking him for bringing Cocorosa out; then she took Niv with a smile and said to Moon Dew, "Let me introduce you. This is your sister Cocorosa, and she's an amazing chef!"
Having said that, Granny Tang gave Cocorosa a meaningful look.
Wrapped in curtain fabric, Cocorosa looked a little troubled, but she still forced a smile and said to Moon Dew, "Hello, little Moon Dew."
Moon Dew obediently called out, "Sister Cocorosa."
Perhaps Moon Dew's soft, syrupy voice cheered Cocorosa up. She bent down and said softly, "Don't be so reserved. Although I'd never met you before, I've never missed the story of your growth. I know every detail of your life, the sticker pictures you like, even what stories you usually love to hear, clear as day~"
Moon Dew seemed doubtful. "Sister Cocorosa, do you really know what stories I like?"
Cocorosa nodded with a smile. "Of course. For example, fairy tales..."
Granny Tang nodded along from the side, but in the next second, her expression changed.
Because Cocorosa abruptly changed tack. "For example, you don't like fairy tales."
Granny Tang turned to look silently at Cocorosa, but Cocorosa paid no heed to the pressure of that silence. Instead, she continued looking at Moon Dew, whose eyes were shining, deliberately lowering her voice to create an atmosphere where only "you and I" could hear. "What you like is... horror stories."
Moon Dew's eyes shone even brighter.
She did not truly like horror stories, but compared to fairy tales, horror stories were still pretty good... After all, they counted as grown-up stories, didn't they?
Because of that, when Cocorosa said "horror stories," Moon Dew's gaze toward her visibly gained a little