By the time Lette returned home, it was already dark.
The three girls, for some unknown reason, decided to cook in the kitchen themselves.
By the time Lette got back, it was too late.
The scene was indescribable, the battle exceedingly intense, even tragic.
In short, the kitchen was at peace, and it departed serenely.
Pots and pans were sacrificed with it, the sky filled with smoke and the floor with flour, a grand spectacle in its passing!
The three lovely girls stood in a line, heads down, staring at their toes, fidgeting with their fingers.
Finally, the main culprit of it all, the initiator, the chief creative officer from the Demon Realm, Miss Lilith, spoke first.
"Lette, you might not believe it, but the kitchen started it first."
"Hmm, I can tell."
Reluctantly, Lette conjured up three Holy Crows, sending them to the Holy Rose Manor to have a luxurious lunch prepared and delivered to his own estate.
