We're hosting a welcoming party for Sona, who's going to be living with us today. Thanks to Cretta's precise instructions, the preparations were successfully completed.

That's why me and Cletta are in the dining room, waiting for everyone to come home. The welcoming party is in the form of a surprise because Sona has not been informed.

After a while, I hear the front door open.

Perhaps Sona is surprised that there is no one on the doorstep. However, Faraes and Celia should be following me around.

With that in mind, I hear footsteps heading this way.

I snort with Cletta in the eye. We have crackers in our hands that sound when we pull the string.

Ring this when Sona comes in.

Wait a minute, the dining room door opens.

"Welcome, Sona!

"Welcome, Mr. Sona!

"Huh? What?

Shortly after the door opens, me and Cletta ring the crackers.

To the loud sound of it and how the dining room looks, Sona has her eyes rounded. Suddenly this is the situation, so there will be no such thing as that or imposition.

"Ko, what's this?

"Sona, it's your welcome party."

"Captain Faraes said he'd do it. He wants to welcome Mr. Sona brightly."

From behind the surprised Sona, Faraes and Celia explain the situation.

"Oh, really... Oh, thank you!

Though confused, Sona seems to have understood the situation. Your face looks happy without a heart.

This is how Sona's welcoming party began.

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We were eating Cretta's cooking as a welcome party for Sona. For once, I'm helping too.

"What do you say, Mr. Sona?

During the meal, Cretta asked Sona that.

"Yes, it's very tasty"

In contrast, Sona answers that with a smile.

Cretta's dishes are always delicious, but they are also extraordinary due to the fact that ingredients that we don't always see today are used.

"Then I'm glad. I was a little worried that it would fit Sona's tongue, but I was relieved."

"I thought Mr. Cretta's cooking had been amazing since we had it before. So much so that it was one of the pleasures of coming here."

Sona and Cretta were laughing at each other saying that.

These two have never seen much talk, but they seem to get along and most importantly.

"By the way, Mr. Slade helped me today."

"No, I'm not..."

So Cletta started talking about me.

I did help, but I don't even have that kind of fighting power, so I kind of shy away from it.

"Well, that's unusual, Cretta."

That's what Faraes said when I thought that.

But I don't understand a bit of what you're talking about.

"What do you mean it's unusual?

"Oh, it's unusual for Cretta to be able to keep someone in the kitchen. Normally, when I say I can help, they say no."

"Really..."

It seems that Cletta said something about letting me help her.

Could Cretta have had that kind of focus?

If you have a policy of not relying on other people's hands because of the cook's pride, it is certainly a mystery that you let me help you this time.

"That's because it's always a bad idea to ask everyone who's tired at work to help. Today, Mr. Slade was off and asked for a little help."

But it's not exactly what I expected, and Cretta just seems to be concerned.

And the reason I put him in the kitchen was simple. Somehow, I'm ashamed of what I expected.

With that conversation, the meal goes on.

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"Well, it's time to make it dessert"

So much so that the meal went on and the food was almost gone, that's what Cretta said.

Sure, just in time.

Cretta went to the kitchen to bring dessert.

"Dessert... that's a long time since Cretta's."

"Oh yeah......"

To Cretta's words, Faraes smiles.

Looks like I'm looking forward to the dessert Cletta made for the rest of my life.

I helped, so naturally I know what it is, but it did look delicious. In the first place, I was surprised to see if I could make it.

"I wonder what it is..."

"What is it..."

Celia and Sona are tilting their necks when they see me and Faraes like that.

Perhaps they'll both be happy.

"Yes, gentlemen, thank you for waiting"

Within the thought of that, Cretta came back.

"Huh? What is this..."

"Is that a cake!?

Celia and Sona round their eyes for the dessert that Cletta brings.

Cretta's dessert was about this cake. No way, I was surprised to make this.

"Yes, it's my handmade cake."

Cretta grins and cuts the cake apart.

And the cake was arranged before everyone else.

"Now, gentlemen, try it"

In the words of Cretta, we carry the cake in our mouths all at once.

I wasn't eating either, so I was pretty excited.

"Ko, this is...! It's good......!

I was unintentionally surprised the moment I put the cake in my mouth.

It's delicious.

"Ooh, yummy..."

"It's delicious!

"Yeah, I knew this was the best..."

The three of them were just as surprised by the deliciousness as I was.

Cretta seems to be very good at making cakes.

"Hehe, you seem happy, most importantly"

Cretta responds to us with a happy look.

That's how we ate the cake.

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The welcoming party proceeded without problems and eventually ended.

Sona was happy for me, and I should be able to say I succeeded.

I'm cleaning up the dining room now. Cletta does laundry and so on, and I'm in charge here.

I was worried about Cretta, but on the boulder, I could clean it up by myself.

Faraes, Celia and Sona should be resting in each room. He told me he was going to help, but all three of them are home from work, so I asked him to.

Somehow, I feel like I know how Cretta feels.

"Slade."

When I was thinking about that, I heard voices.

This voice belongs to Sona.

Looking back, at the entrance to the dining room, there's Sona.

"Sona, what's wrong?

"A little, restless..."

"Right..."

Sona was restless in her room, and it looks like she came here.

It's a new environment, so I might not have a choice.

"So, are you here?

Then you should have him here.

If you talk to people, you should calm down a little.

"Yeah, a little, can you even be the talker?

"Oh, sure."

Sona will take my word for it, too, I'll sit in the dining room chair.

"After all, is that something unsettling?

"... right. I'm kind of nervous..."

"You're nervous... I don't even know"

Sona's getting nervous.

Sure, I felt a little nervous at first, too.

Nowadays, I don't care at all, but living with two women was something inside.

That's why I kind of know how Sona feels.

"Surprisingly, I thought you weren't nervous or anything..."

"Think about it. You're living with two near-year-old women, right? Don't you think there's no other way to get nervous?

"... so is that."

Sona laughs at my words.

I hope this conversation relieves some of Sona's tensions.

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