Raffa woke up from his sleep at exactly 8 pm. He whined hungrily. Because by chance there was a lot of food that Raefal had prepared on the dining table, I invited Raffa to eat it. Wouldn't it be a shame, if this much delicious food if thrown away? I and Raffa will eat it with pleasure.

“This chicken is delicious.”

Raffa said happily, while his mouth was busy chewing crispy fried chicken. It looks like Raefal was indeed planning to throw a big banquet to celebrate our anniversary, too bad he wasn't here. Even though I knew he had painstakingly prepared all of this, in the end, it was...