[85] b

Robert observed every item that Seira picked up and placed in the shopping cart. He was somewhat puzzled about why Seira was buying so much this afternoon.

"Aren't you only planning to make beef ribs soup?" Robert asked, voicing his curiosity. "Why are there cooking oil and tissue paper here?"

Seira remained silent.

"Syrup too. What's it for?" Robert was still trying to engage her in conversation. Since their return from lunch, Seira hadn't uttered a word. Even when he got close to trigger her emotions, she remained like a statue. Usually, Seira hated it when he approached and kissed her without any reason.

But earlier?

To be honest, Robert was a bit afraid. What did he do wrong?

It's not that. After they bid farewell to his mother, Seira had been so affectionate with him, accepting hugs from his mother. They weren't usually like that.

"Seira," Robert called once more. "Are you angry?"

Seira focused on choosing the brand of sug