"Puh~puh~"
The clay pot was boiling, and steam was coming out from under the lid.
The aroma of the food began to permeate the air as a cat's meow came from deep within the courtyard.
Kitahara Takashi looked towards the meowing, noticing three kittens poking their heads from the bushes to observe them. After watching for a while, he sighed and said, "A master is truly a master."
"Why do you have that impression?" Fujiwara Reya opened the lid, picking out the mushrooms and cabbage that had cooked first, and placing them onto a plate.
"Looking at the master's courtyard, at first glance it's quite desolate," Kitahara Takashi said, gazing into the distance, "Initially, I thought it was an abandoned shrine. But after meeting the master, a unique sense of tranquillity arose, which is quite calming. It's incredible!"
"Haha, it's just because I don't need the Mountain God's protection." Fujiwara Reya divided the food and handed half to him, "Please have your meal, Mr. Kitahara."
