It's not impossible.
--However, that's a bit of a stretch.
I laugh away my mind that was on the verge of becoming a conspiracy theorist, and then went to the dining room with Arisa who had came back to call me for the breakfast.
"So? So? How is the taste?"
Arisa peered to my face while looking worried.
The bottom is charred black, and I can see semi-liquid dough when I cut it with a knife.
I can stealthily use heating magic here, but I'll appreciate Arisa's hard work here and put the half-baked hot cake to my mouth with a smile.
"Yup, it's good."
"Ehehe~ well~yes. This is Arisa-chan's true ability."
Arisa twists her body bashfully.
This feels like a father with a daughter who just cooked her first dish.
"Delishlish~"
"Pochi's is honey-syrup-clad special nanodesu."
"Tasty."
Looks like these girls' shares were baked by Lulu.