“Dinner out?” Noel asked after making sure Esher was wearing her seat belt . The girl just looked at him for a moment then snorted. "Why do you react like that? I am wrong?"

"No. It's just better to cook, sir. It's me, it's my job to cook."

Noel laughed. "Your feelings with the kitchen are never in sync. Why are you friends now?"

"I do not know." Esher shrugged. Noel is right. Come to think of it, why was Esher currently struggling in the kitchen? Whether it's just making a simple breakfast. When it comes to dinner, Esher hasn't had time to make it yet. There's just an obstacle....