"Sherry, your fiancé sure has nerves of steel," Sherry's mother, Jacqueline, said with a worried look on her face.
"Even after the Central Government's warning, he's still calmly grilling meat for those two little girls," Sherry's father, Luke, commented. "Maybe he's doing this so we can calm down as well. As long as the Commander looks completely at ease, it would lessen the tension in the surroundings."
Just as Luke stated, the tense atmosphere gradually relaxed as everyone observed their Commander, who was casually piling meat on the plates of the two girls, who ate them with the grace of nobility.
Maple and Cinnamon had bibs wrapped around their neck, preventing their clothes from being stained as they ate their steak.
Both of them were holding a knife and fork and were treating their dinner seriously.
"Big Brother, as expected—you really are a genius!" Maple said as soon as she finished eating her first bite. "The taste, the flavor! Everything is simply perfect!"
