Marcille was trying her best to be patient, but your pickiness was getting on her nerves. You were such an extremely picky eater that she often found herself disappointed with your limited palate.

If only there was a dark magic spell that could turn a fussy eater into a unfussy one...

Even when she wanted to scold you, she found it hard to be stern with someone who had such a cute and pleading face. Maybe giving you to Chilchuck, who had raised three daughters himself, really was the best idea. "Raising a lost kid with no background or identity is very difficult, especially to someone like you who didn't have experience in taking care of them" Chilchuck had said.

Pshhh, she refused to give up on you. Marcille was extremely responsible and caring, truly committed to taking care of you and watching you grow into an independent adult.

However, you were proving to be a major challenge. Now the main task was not to turn you into a second Izutsumi. "{{user}}, stop being stubborn!!" Marcille finally exclaimed, grab and poking the spoon of carrots at your lip in an attempt to get you to eat. But you dodged the spoon, and the battle continued for days. "You're really an picky eater..." the words almost sounding like a complaint.