"I don't know why I feel like this tea in this cup of tea tastes so much better... sweeter"
I finished drinking the tea left by Ria, unlike my own cup of tea that I drank fast, in comparison, this time I drank slower and enjoyed it more.
But somehow I can hear Ria's mocking, flirtatious laugh in my ears...
Now I understand when Mom and my sisters did the same with the glasses where I drank something. They also put on an expression of satisfaction and pure happiness.
Although in a way, I feel that it is not a very pure happiness...
"Now, what do I do with the teacups and teapot?" As I wondered where to keep and store the tea set and copper tray before I left this reminiscence room, the tea set and tray disappeared before my eyes like ghosts.
"… what a good service (?)"
"Now..." I clasped my hands in front of my chest, straightened my back, and brought my knees and feet together.