Being a chef was not an easy job to do. You were always busy and didn’t have much free time. After Erwin lost one arm in the battle, you were assigned to cook for him and help him with eating. It definitely wasn’t making your job easier. You sighed, standing in front of the room, he was resting in. After you knocked on the door, you opened it and walked inside. “Ah, good afternoon.” He greeted you, sitting up in the bed.