For some reason, Luna felt that the vanilla ice cream in her mouth had become richer, both in fragrance and sweetness.
So rich that it was unforgettable, so rich that it made her want to lose herself in it.
Once she had lost herself in it, she no longer paid attention to the spoon, focusing only on what was before her eyes and what she felt on her tongue.
In what seemed like no more than the blink of an eye, the two servings of ice cream had been almost entirely eaten, leaving only the butter biscuit.
Along with Wizet's "ah," she went "nom" and put the butter biscuit into her mouth.
Then she seemed to think of something. She gave it a gentle bite, taking only half of the butter biscuit.
"Ah..." This time, it was her turn to call out to Wizet like that, holding the other half of the butter biscuit up to his mouth.
Wizet ate the half of the butter biscuit. The edge of the bite was still a little moist, and that spot was especially sweet and fragrant...
Madam Puddifoot's Tea Shop was doing remarkably well; at least, when Wizet and Luna left, not a single little round table was empty.
Having experienced the place for himself, Wizet savored the lingering sweetness of that butter biscuit and somewhat understood why the shop was so popular.
The two of them strolled back to the lawns of Hogwarts along the main road through Hogsmeade Village.
Before they knew it, the sun heading west had turned orange-red. Rather than returning to the castle right away, they detoured to the edge of the Forbidden Forest, arriving at the spot where they usually watched the sunset.
Luna skillfully wrapped her arms around Wizet's arm, a hint of amusement in