Now That We've Eaten, We Should Wash Up

Watching A-yoon cook made me a little worried.

What I was worried about was whether the food A-yoon made would actually turn out all right.

It wasn't that I was looking down on A-yoon or couldn't trust her….

Hmm…. To be honest—completely honest—I was a little, just a little, unsure I could trust her.

She hadn't touched cooking for years, so would she really be okay?

And was it really okay to cook when she was in such poor condition?

I knew it was prejudice, but I couldn't help worrying.

'My conscience….'

You don't trust a magical girl? And you still call yourself a guardian angel?

The little angel inside me poked at my conscience with Flabellum, but I really couldn't help it...