19. Yor's kitchen

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- (It has been some day now that Nee-san comes home late at night. I wonder if it's because of her second job, as an assassin. Plus, she comes back with a lot of cuts, on her hands only...)

I hear the door open and then close again.

- (Well, speaking of her...)

Y - I'm home.

I look up from my book and smile at her.

- Good evening, Nee-san.

Anya gets up and runs to Yor.

A - Welcome home, Mama!

Y - Why, thank you, Anya.

Loid gets up too, and I follow him.

L - Welcome home. Should we start dinner?

Y - Oh... I'm not hungry, so you three can go ahead and eat.

L - All right...

We watch her leave for the bathroom.

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- (Seriously, what's Yor doing out so late?)

L - Wait.

I watch Loid trying to teach Bond some tricks. Since he arrived, I've had the impression that Anya has doubled in light, either that or it's because of the 

bulbs.

L - Okay!

Bond starts to eat in his bowl now that he's allowed to. I look at Anya as I 

hear her stomach rumbling.

A - Papa, Anya can't wait any longer. Too hungry.

My belly's start to rumble too. He looks at me out of the corner of his eye 

before answering at Anya.

L - It is pretty late.

The door opens to reveal Nee-san carrying a shopping bag.

Y - I'm sorry I'm so late.

L - Welcome home, Yor.

She puts her bag on the kitchen counter.

L - Hm? What's that?

Y - Loid... Tonight, I'll make dinner!

she proudly announces, placing her hand on her chest. Loid and Anya's 

reaction is pure shock as I raise an eyebrow at this statement.

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Yor has just told us the reason why she was coming home late at the 

moment and the many cuts on her hands.

- You were learning how to cook?

She looks at all of us and apologizes for hiding it from us. Loid looks at 

what she's making.

L - This is a southern stew?

Y - Yes, my mother often made it for us.

I listen carefully. I never knew my parents, or I was too small to remember. Nee-san and Yuri raised me instead. She continues to talk a little about our 

parents before exclaiming that the dish is ready.

Y - It's finished! The fried egg isn't quite a fried egg, but...

The three of us settle down at the table under Nee-san's watchful eye.

Y - Please enjoy!

We take a spoon and swallow simultaneously.

My eyes sparkle and I exclaim, along with the other tasters:

- It's delicious!

A - Anya likes this!

L - It has quite a soothing taste.

- It's the best dish I've ever tasted from you, Nee-san!

I take another spoonful, then another, and another.

Yor hides her eyes with her hands and starts to cry.

L - Huh ? What's wrong, Yor?

Y - I'm sorry... I just saw your faces, and I think... I was just so relieved.

She sits down with us at the table and we have a nice chat.

Y - I feel a little more confident now!

- I can tell!

I answer with my mouth full. She continues.

Y - As the wife and mother of the Forger family!

L - I'll continue to count on you from now on.

I smile at the good mood and warm atmosphere. Bond lies down at my feet 

and warms my legs. I hand him a few scraps of meat discreetly.

Y - Oh, right! I actually made one more dish, if you'd like to try it!

She leaves to fetch the famous dessert. I watch as she happily returns with her creation. I look suspiciously at the dessert, but decide to try it anyway 

to please her.

A - I'll eat some too!

Anya raises her hand impatiently in the air. Loid takes a spoonful in sync with Anya. The minute they taste it, I see them fall off the table with a 

corpse-like aura.

I decide to taste her creation anyway. The taste hits my tongue, my eyes widen but instantly return to normal. Yor rushes over to the bodies on the 

floor and then there's me, still eating the dessert.

- (Actually, it's okay. I think I've gotten so used to her cooking that my 

palate can't get any worse).


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