"I've been cooking this afternoon, you know, Noel." Irish sat right next to Noel. Forcefully released Noel's grip on Esher. Making Noel growl in annoyance and maddened at the pink haired girl. but it seems, Ireland is above the clouds.

"Yeah, you know. Irish wanted to bother cooking with Mama earlier." Helsa spoke up. "Don't play, come straight to eat."

Esher closed her eyes. It felt like julid just but he held it. His lips must not be stained by going against his parents. Later labeled disobedient.

"Mom, please. We didn't come to hear comparisons." Noel hasn't sat in the dining chair yet. "We came home from work."

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