Early the next morning, Elysia, who was fast asleep, suddenly felt a furry paw patting her cheek.
Elysia opened her eyes sleepily and discovered that the culprit was Canvey, the little kitten they had adopted yesterday.
Elysia subconsciously looked out the window and found that it was still early, with the sky only just beginning to brighten, and immediately cast an unkind gaze at Canvey.
“Oh, you cute little kitten ♪ Do you know what a huge sin it is to disturb a beautiful girl’s sleep?
Elysia hopes you can give me a reasonable explanation ♪” Facing Elysia’s unkind gaze, Canvey seemed to understand something.
After jumping off the bed, it pushed its food bowl in front of Elysia.
Elysia slapped her forehead, only then remembering that she seemed not to have fed Canvey cat food last night.
However, this couldn’t really be blamed on Elysia and Furina either, because Canvey had already eaten quite a bit in the afternoon, and plus, when the two returned to their room and saw Canvey sleeping in its cat bed, they didn’t pay it any more mind.
Realizing she was in the wrong, Elysia found it hard to stay angry at Canvey anymore.
She carefully climbed out of bed, tucked the quilt back over Furina nicely, and then picked up Canvey’s food bowl to scoop a spoonful of cat food for it.
Seeing this, Canvey scurried hurriedly over to Elysia, looking at its food bowl with longing eyes.
“Canvey, wait just a moment longer, it’s not ready yet ♪” “Meow~” Elysia then added a spoonful of milk powder and hot water into the food bowl, stirred it evenly, and placed it in front of Canvey.
Canvey was still too small; she was afraid it wouldn’t be able to bite the cat food if it wasn’t softened.
“Canvey, remember to wait until it cools down before eating, watch out for the heat ♪” “Meow~” After giving Canvey a reminder, she walked toward the bathroom amidst the latter’s resentful gaze.
As for why Elysia didn’t help blow-cool Canvey first—it was definitely not because Elysia wanted to take revenge on Canvey for disturbing her sleep, but merely to train Canvey’s curiosity.
After all, what bad intentions could a beautiful girl possibly have ♪ After finishing her personal hygiene in the bathroom, Elysia discovered that Furina was still sleeping and felt bad about disturbing him, so she decided to go to the kitchen to make some breakfast.
I don’t know how much time had passed when Furina also sleepily opened his eyes, subconsciously reaching out toward the place where Elysia had been sleeping earlier, only to grab empty air.
Furina instantly bolted upright like a dying patient springing from bed, glancing anxiously toward Elysia’s spot, only to find that the figure who had originally been there was long gone.
“Meow~” Just as Furina was still in a daze, Canvey’s meow woke him up.
“Canvey, did you see where Elysia went?” Hearing Furina’s words, Canvey tilted its head and then looked toward the door.
Right at that moment, the sound of a door opening suddenly came from the entrance.
Elysia walked in carrying the freshly made breakfast.
Finding that Furina had woken up, she smiled faintly at him and said, “Fufu, you’re up!
I made breakfast for you.
Go wash up quickly and come have breakfast ♪” Seeing Elysia return, Furina let out a sigh of relief and got out of bed to go to the bathroom.
After washing up, Furina came over to the dining table and sat down, rubbing his hands together as he asked Elysia, “Elysia, why did you get up so early today?” Hearing Furina’s words, Elysia couldn’t help but cast a resentful gaze toward Canvey once more, and then told Furina everything that had happened earlier from beginning to end.
Upon hearing the reason, Furina laughed heartily, praising Canvey for liking him more after all, since it wasn’t him who was woken up.
“My dear Fufu, it seems you still haven’t figured out the situation.
When children encounter difficulties, the first person they look for is definitely the one they like and trust the most ♪” Seeing Furina looking so smug and acting all innocent while reaping the benefits, Elysia couldn’t help speaking up to take him down a peg.
Hearing this, Furina cried out that it was impossible, ran over to Canvey, scooped it up in his arms, held it up in front of him, and interrogated it: “Hurry and speak, do you like Elysia more or do you like me more?” Canvey was left completely baffled by Furina’s actions, having no idea what kind of fit its little master was throwing this time, and could only cast a pleading gaze toward Elysia.
However, in Furina’s eyes, this only confirmed the fact that Canvey liked Elysia more.
“This is impossible!
Clearly I was first.” Seeing Furina like this, Elysia covered her head and sighed.
She walked over, took Canvey, placed it back on the floor, and then took Furina by the hand to lead him to the dining table.
“Fufu, why are you even getting angry at Canvey?
Come and try the breakfast I made for you.
This is definitely something you’ve never eaten before ♪” “Oh?
There is still something that the great gourmet of Fontaine, Lord Furina, hasn’t eaten?
Could it be from Liyue again?” Furina no longer fussed over the question of who Canvey liked more and looked at the breakfast Elysia had made.
“It’s just some things I often eat for breakfast in my hometown ♪” The breakfast Elysia made was very simple: a few youtiao, a few Hubei mianwo, boiled eggs, and a bowl of congee.
(Didn’t expect that, did you?
I’m from Hubei.) It wasn’t that Elysia didn’t want to make other things, but there simply wasn’t that much time.
Most breakfast items actually require waking up very early to start preparing, so people who run breakfast shops generally don’t have an easy time.
Furina impatiently began to taste the food.
Fried foods generally don’t taste too bad, possessing a rich, fatty aroma that other cooking methods lack.
What Furina liked the most was the mianwo, especially its inner layer; the fragrance of the chives combined with the crispy texture of the edges made Furina exclaim in absolute satisfaction.
Seeing that Furina had eaten and drunk his fill, Elysia began to seek advice from him, inquiring about some precautions and matters of note regarding how to perform at the Epiclese Opera House.
Seeing Elysia asking him for advice, Furina couldn’t help but perk up.
Normally, Elysia always seemed to understand a little bit of everything and always treated him like a child; he hadn’t expected there would still come a time when she would ask him for guidance.
“Hahaha, I never expected that you, Elysia, would also have a time when you ask Lord Furina for advice!
You’ve asked the right person for this question.
When it comes to performing on stage, there is no one in all of Fontaine who is better at it than me.” As soon as he finished speaking, he exhibited the trait all humans share of loving to lecture others, carefully explaining the precautions during a performance to Elysia.
Elysia listened very intently as well; after all, this concerned the grand plan of saving Fontaine, so she didn’t dare to be careless.
Just like that, one taught attentively and the other learned earnestly, and time quietly slipped away unnoticed.
“Thump, thump, thump.
Lord Furina, Lady Elysia, the reporter coming for an interview from The Steambird has arrived.” Right at this moment, a knock on the door interrupted the lesson, and Elysia and Furina looked at each other in dismay.
“Fufu, did they just say that the reporter from The Steambird has arrived ♪” “It seems that’s what was said, but didn’t they say they were coming in the afternoon?” Although the two felt somewhat confused, they still opened the door and followed the Gardes who had come to call for them downstairs.
It might not seem tempting right now but who knows what the future holds?
“And If you’re enjoying it, drop a Power Stone for me!”