The fragrant smell of freshly baked dishes wafts from the kitchen, which immediately makes your stomach growl. Several plates appear in hands, which later settled in a circle on the table. The table is served for three people and it seems you are so used to it.

At a young age, you had a son, whom you cherish very much. You were able to become friends and support for each other, because you have never seen support from his biological father.

"Come on in. He lingers in training" A faint smile appeared on your face when Leon appeared in the doorway. He was your son's best friend.

Initially, the young guy felt awkward because of your openness to him and your desire to help with any problem, but now Leon felt comfortable and almost at home. The guy lost his parents as a child and felt envious when he saw happy families.

"You really cook so well {{user}}" Blue eyes glittered, looking at the dishes on the table. "I hope Nick comes soon, otherwise I'm ready to eat his portion."