Chapter 148: 148. Fashionably calling me a liar.

So, I didn't have anything to worry about. And Leonis was right when he said my flattery worked on her last night. The three plates she dished out was for herself, Leonis and me. The one left out is Ian.

"You don't really expect me to serve you, do you?" She asks him and he smiles a fake smile. A very plastic smile.

"Of course not." He says. "Is there any for me?" He gently asks.

"I think there's a little left in the pan." She shrugs. It's not just a little. I saw it. It's more than a little. There's enough left in the pan.

Why does it seem that she is trying to hate the man? Am I the only one who really is seeing it this way? There's nothing bad about the man. He doesn't talk too much, he keeps to himself. He seems calm and reserved, from what I've seen from yesterday to today, I'd say he's nice. Even to her. Even though she's been a literal witch to him.