An element of intimacy was injected into the reunion this rainy night by these two adorable cats. The warm yellow light of the oil lamp in the room seemed to have completely kept the chill of the ongoing storm at bay.Mag went into the bathroom to change back into a new set of clothes that was identical to the set he"d worn prior to his departure. He then reentered the room and closed the window along the way. Amy and Irina were still trying to encourage the two kittens to fight each other while Mag picked up the knife on the table and plated three slices of ice cream. He also cut out two smaller slices of cake for the pair of kittens.
"Have some ice cream cake; it"s going to melt soon."
Mag handed a plate of ice cream cake each to Amy and Irina, along with a pair of spoons.
Ugly Duckling immediately withdrew its gaze from Night before turning to Mag with a pitiable expression. It"d been just about to taste the ice cream cake earlier, only for it to be squashed by Mag. Just the mere thought of that traumatic experience brought a tear to its eyes.
Night was also looking up at Mag with a curious expression. It didn"t know what Mag was carrying, but it was curious about everything.
Mag was feeling rather apologetic at the sight of Ugly Duckling"s pitiable expression. After all, he would also be feeling quite indignant if someone were to appear out of the blue and ruin his meal. He placed the two smaller plates in front of Ugly Duckling and Night with a smile, and said, "These are yours."
"Meow!"
Ugly Duckling"s dejected expression was immediately replaced by excitement. It approached the ice cream cake and took a whiff before licking the ice cream with its little tongue. Its eyes immediately lit up as a blissful expression appeared on its face.
"Meow?"
Night was looking at Ugly Duckling with a hint of curiosity in its eyes. It then turned its attention to its own slice of ice cream cake. The combination of aromas wafting toward it from the cake was something that it had never experienced before, and its eyes immediately lit up.
After a brief hesitation, it emulated Ugly Duckling, sticking out its little tongue to lick the ice cream as well.
The icy cold sensation immediately made it withdraw its tongue, and it fell over from surprise before immediately rolling to its feet while staring at the cake with a dumbfounded expression.
However, aside from that icy sensation, the glorious flavor of strawberry ice cream was also melting on the tip of its tongue. It had never tasted anything so delicious before, and its eyes lit up once again.
After staring at the slice of ice cream cake for a while longer in a hesitant manner, it glanced at Ugly Duckling, which was thoroughly enjoying its own slice of ice cream cake. In the end, it was unable to resist the temptation, and slowly made its way over to the ice cream cake before taking another lick.
However, the icy cold sensation didn"t scare it off this time. Instead, it also began to enjoy its ice cream with an elated expression, just like Ugly Duckling was.
Irina accepted her plate and looked at the intricate slice of cake with an intrigued expression.
Pink ice cream had covered the top and side of the cake, while the individual layers were visible from the smooth cross-sectional cuts. The yellow cream of the cake and the pink ice cream created an adorable color combination, and the strawberry on top capped off what appeared to be an artistic masterpiece. The aromas of strawberry and cream were wafting toward her, and just the mere sight of the cake was making her salivate.
"Father and I spent an entire afternoon to make this super delicious ice cream cake. Only Big Sister Irina gets to eat it." Amy put her plate down on the table before scooping up a small spoonful of cake, which was comprised of a 50:50 ratio between ice cream and cake. She placed the spoon in her mouth, and a blissful smile appeared on her face as she swayed from side to side in an adorable manner.
A smile also appeared on Irina"s face at the sight of Amy"s adorable display. She then turned back to the ice cream on her plate, and an expectant look appeared in her eyes.
This cake had been made by the two most important people in her life. Not a day went by during the past three years when she didn"t think about them, and it felt like a dream-come-true to reunite with them.
"Have some." Mag was also looking at Irina with a gentle expression, but he was actually feeling a little nervous. Even though he had made ice cream cake countless times in the test field for the G.o.d of Cookery, this was the first time he had made one in the real world, and he had made it with Amy. Furthermore, he didn"t even know whether Irina had a sweet tooth or not, so he was a little worried that the cake wouldn"t be to her liking.
"Alright." Irina nodded before picking up her spoon, emulating Amy as she scooped up a spoonful of cake with a 50:50 cake to cream ratio before placing the spoon into her own mouth.
As soon as the spoonful of cake found its way onto her tongue, her eyes immediately lit up.
The flavor of strawberries melted slowly on the tip of her tongue along with a sweet milky fragrance. The smooth and icy texture was accompanied by a sweet and delectable taste. Immediately thereafter, the creamy mousse took the center of the stage, filling her mouth with a richer flavor that was just as delicious. It was like the perfect combination of fire and ice, creating an incomparable culinary experience.
Irina felt as if she were standing in a snowy plain, and had suddenly come across a small yellow flower in full bloom. The combination of surprise and elation from that scenario was a perfect rendition of was what she was currently experiencing.
After swallowing her first mouthful of ice cream cake, the flavor of strawberries and cream swirled around the tip of her tongue, urging her to take her second mouthful.
"It"s delicious!" Irina couldn"t help but praise it.
She looked at the cake on her plate, then turned her gaze toward Mag, and her eyes were practically glowing.
She loved all types of desserts as eating sweet foods always put her in a good mood.
Back when she had first decided to travel the Norland Continent, the biggest motivating factor behind her decision was that she wanted to taste all of the delicious foods and desserts that were on offer outside the Wind Forest.
However, after traveling to so many places and tasting a vast smorgasbord of desserts from all races, nothing could compare to this small slice of cake.
It turned out that what she had been searching for was right beside her all along.
"You didn"t hide the fact that you could cook from me when we first met, did you?" Irina looked at Mag with a skeptical expression. It was simply extraordinary that his cooking skills would improve so drastically in just three short years.
"This is probably what people call talent."
Mag shrugged as the smile on his face widened. It seemed that Irina was very pleased with his cake.
"Hehe, if you say so." Irina clearly didn"t believe what Mag was saying, but she wore a blissful smile on her face as she ate another spoonful of ice cream.
Have Father and Big Sister Irina already taken the next step? Amy was staring at the two of them with curiosity in her large blue eyes, winking rapidly to try and catch Mag"s attention.
Mag merely smiled and pretended that he couldn"t see what Amy was doing.