Lunch was a quiet affair because of the argument that had taken place earlier. Akira did not mind a quiet time while eating. She preferred it.
The main dish was steak with mushroom bordelaise.
The food was not bad. After all, the Yamazaki family had two professional chefs. However, to a world-class chef like Akira, the taste was quite ordinary. The steak was a bit overcooked, and the texture of the porcini mushroom was a little poor.
Kazuo looked at her cold sister as she cut her steak with comfortable and practised moves. He had been about to offer to cut for her the steak as a peace offering.
He did not know much about people from average households, but he had heard that they were not familiar with the intricacies of fine dining. However, looking at Akira, she looked like she had the finest etiquette.