“Enrir. When do you feel the most powerful, Enrir?”
“When I’m with you, sister.”
“Other than that?”
“……When I eat?”
“I thought so.”
Evelia rose to her feet, mulling over something, resting her small hand on her chin. With her eyes swollen from crying herself to sleep last night.
“Great! Let’s gift a delicious dish to mom and dad!”
She wanted to please her parents who must have been struggling.
Considering all the times she’d seen cookies being made, they seemed like the best option. They didn’t look too difficult to make.
“Exactly, we should make a lot this time and share them with everyone.”
With her brothers, the knights, and Enrir, Louis, and the baby bunny.
Ah! She must send some to Marquis Kasis’s house as well. To Rellian and Brother Icrian too.
‘If I go to the kitchen now, the cooks wouldn’t be able to move a finger.’
After all, a gift is something that needs to be sincerely made from start to finish.
Evelia planned for the time when the kitchen would be momentarily empty when her parents left for an outside schedule after breakfast, and when the cooks had their late breakfast.
Peekaboo.
A goldenhaired head popped up in the empty kitchen.
Observation, observation.
Evelia, who was looking around to see if there were any cooks left in the kitchen, leaped out at ease.
“No one’s here!”
Although she’d seen it somewhere, she confidently stood in front of the cooking counter, wearing a long apron that trailed all the way down to her toes.
The cooking counter was much higher than Evelia’s height. Even after dragging a box of potatoes over to stand on, she had to tiptoe.
“…….”
Enrir, who had been watching her, slowly began to feel anxious.
He had no idea she was really going to cook.
The sight of Evelia rummaging around in bowls while standing on a box of potatoes was messy.
Enrir flew up to Evelia’s eye level and asked.
“Sister, do you know how to cook……?”
“I know!”
Know? He’d never seen her cook before.
“……Have you ever tried?”
“Nope!”
“……Should I go call the housekeeper?”
“Smart boy! But mother has already gone out!”
Evelia chuckled evilly as she picked up a bag of flour.
I’ve seen it all! I know it all! Pour this into this bowl, add eggs and stir it to make it!
Enrir quickly transformed into a child and reached out.
“Wait, put that down. If you pour it like that.”
“Yah!!”
Evelia was still short. It was natural that the flour would not aim precisely into the bowl as she raised her small arms high and turned the heavy bag of flour upside down.
With a weird cry of “Yah!” the flour that poured into the small bowl piled up thickly over Evelia’s golden hair.
Enrir, who had moved close to Evelia to stop her, was also unfortunate.
“Huh?”
Flour got in his eyes! He couldn’t see!
As Evelia swayed on the box of potatoes and fell down, Enrir, who had been keenly tracking his sister’s movements with his eyes closed, quickly caught her.
Trying to clean up the pouring flour, Evelia flung the bag of flour away.
But, what on earth, the place where the flour bag was thrown happened to be a edible flower with sharp thorns.
The flour bag, which was scratched all over by the plant looking similar to a cactus, burst out brilliantly.
“…….”
“……We’re doomed.”
Evelia, who had been blankly looking at the floor, shook her head a few times.
No, since I’m the older sister, I have to guide my younger brother well, especially in times like this. To ensure he is not anxious.
“No, it’s good… good! It’s all according to plan!”
The flour is supposed to fall on the floor like this so that we can pick it up and replenish the flour when needed!
“Just put some sugar and eggs in here and stir it!”
Evelia, striving for a cheerful gait, brought three eggs from the fridge and ambitiously tapped them on Enrir’s head.
She was planning to crack it open chattering into the bowl after tapping it lightly enough to crack it.
Oh no, fail!
The egg yolk dripped down Enrir’s head.
“It’s to… check if the egg is wellcooked. If it’s grown well. It’s fresh. Fresh. It’s a healthy chicken.”
Evelia fluttered her hands, babbling in confusion.
At the end of the trials and tribulations, three eggs ended up in the overflowing bowl of flour. Along with a lot of eggshells. She also poured in a lot of sugar.
Evelia tried stirring with a small spoon, glancing at Enlil’s reaction, but the mixture didn’t change into the thick dough she had seen over her shoulder. She didn’t understand why.
“The most important ingredient for cookies is bananas.”
Combining bananas and cookies should create something delicious since both are tasty on their own.
In a rush, Evelia peeled a banana and threw it into the flour. After mashing the banana into the mixture, it began to look somewhat like a lump.
“Now we just need to bake this! Didn’t I tell you to trust me?!”
“…….”
No, that doesn’t seem right.
Looking at the state of the kitchen, it seemed we were in a huge mess. Plus, it seemed like the dish wouldn’t taste good at all.
My Arch-enemy Sealed My Memory and Said That He is My Husband
This is an incredibly captivating story that you absolutely shouldn’t miss! I’ll give a brief introduction here, and below you’ll find a detailed synopsis of the plot.
The female lead is a fierce and powerful demon king. The male lead is a once-in-a-millennium celestial lord, admired by the entire cultivation world.
They are equally matched, legendary rivals who have battled for centuries.
In the final duel, the female lead is gravely injured. The male lead saves her, seals her memories, and hides her true identity. He tells her that he is her fiancé. His entire life has been flawless—except for the one thing he never expected, never controlled, and never wanted to control: falling for his greatest enemy. She is his inner demon, his obsession.
When the female lead regains her memories, she is furious at his deception.
She makes his life a living hell.
And somehow, the male lead—possibly a total masochist—doesn’t mind at all. In fact, he’s happy she’s paying attention to him.
Yep, we’re back to my favorite trope: male lead suffering. If you love this kind of story, jump into the pit with me now!!!
Intro
Dong Xia lost her memory.
Her handsome and extremely powerful fiancé Li Qing comforted her: “It’s okay if you can’t remember. I’ll always be with you.”
Everyone thought Dong Xia’s ancestors must have burned incense to get such a perfect fiancé. He was the number one person in the immortal realm, yet he remained chaste and only loved her.
…
The day before marrying her fiancé, Dong Xia finally remembered everything.
She wasn’t suffering from memory loss at all.
Her arch-enemy had made her fake her death, destroyed her cultivation, replaced her memories, and pretended to be her deeply in love fiancé.
No wonder he said, “It’s okay if you can’t remember”!
Dong Xia laughed coldly as she pulled out her long knife: Li Qing, prepare to die 🙂
*
Li Qing, as the supreme being of the immortal realm, was the people’s shining beacon.
The only unknown stain in his life was his affection for Dong Xia, the ruler of the demon realm.
In the final battle of the war between immortals and demons, the sky collapsed and the earth shattered. The ruler of the demon realm was finally slain under the sword of the supreme being of the immortal realm, and everyone in the immortal realm applauded.
The cultivation world lost a ruler of the demon realm.
And in the back mountain of Li Qing’s cave dwelling, he secretly hid away a fiancée.
Notes:
1. The female lead is white on the outside, black on the inside, and the queen of flattery; the male lead repeatedly tests the edge of darkness, a VIP guest at the crematorium.
2. Fantasy cultivation world setting.
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