chapter 17 Chef Fiskr Small

An hour later, Fiskr wiped the sweat from his forehead and hands. Carrying the pot of Creamy Tomato and Egg Soup, he placed it on the table. Fay and Bertha had long been eager to start eating, almost unable to contain their desire to pick up the cutleries.
At this point, Fay had already comforted Bertha, no longer intending to blame Fiskr. However, there was still a hint of avoidance in her eyes when looking at Fiskr. When he was around, she didn't dare to speak much.
Fiskr looked at the two...