C79 Delicious!
"I don't believe it!"
Yamada's voice roared with frustration as he slammed his hand on the table.
"Bring me a bowl too!"
Cello Everett simply smiled, unfazed.
With an effortless gesture, he pinched the dough.
He plucked just the right amount, not too large, not too small.
Yamada's heart skipped a beat at the sight.
Such skill with just one hand..