“Ah, after...” (Girl)
“What?” (Raptalia)
“I’ll slowly learn how to cook so that I can make food for everyone anytime. Well, mainly because I’m not good with fighting.” (Girl)
“then, I….” (Girl)
The slave girl went down from the carriage
“Good for you.” (Raptalia)
Certainly, the one wanting to learn how to cook was the one who requested a midnight snack from Raphtalia.
“Yeah… I really like cooking.. but fighting is a little…” (Girl)
“Is that so… then do your best.” (Raptalia)
“Yeah.” (Girl)