章 66: A Cake Made For You

"Are you done with your complaining?" I asked, palm still pointed at Claire.

"Don't spray me again! I don't like Undead, and I should be allowed to!" Claire growled, and I narrowed my eyes.

"According to who? The last time that I checked, you were under my watch and supervision. That means that I am going to ask you to do things. Ninety-nine percent of them, you are not going to like, so you had better get used to it," I growled back and then added, "Next time, I will not be using water."

Claire pulled back and crossed her arms, and I took a deep breath in and looked around for Breya.

"Why are there no cakes made? What kind of kitchen is this?!" Breya complained as she stood up from behind the counter.

"If you want cake, come and take this one to go work with the two undead," I ordered, and Breya narrowed her eyes at me, and I returned the look.

"Why? You said you would show me how to make cake!" Breya declared, and I nodded.