Chương 105: Breakfast

Marco woke up to a very familiar and pleasant smell. Although he couldn't quite recall where he had perceived that smell from before, it was somewhere buried in his memory. He took a quick bath and hurried down the stairs to find precisely where that smell came from. He kept on tracing the scent until it led him into the kitchen.

"There you are," he said to the stack of waffles with some sauce staring back at him. He looked around, but there was no one in the kitchen which was quite strange. 

Who then had been cooking? He wondered, sitting on the chair in the kitchen with his eyes fully on the delicious delicacy before him. He had never been more tempted to stretch out his hand and grab something he didn't know was the source. He couldn't deny how compelling the thought was, though.