Stars twinkled in the black night sky, and the smell of roasting meat and fish was in the air. Along with the chirping of crickets and the slight breeze, it was a beautiful evening.
Sera and Astarot were out on the balcony, and she watched as he deftly turned the meat on the grill. They had already eaten once, but they put in a second course since there was still enough. With the meat and fish, they had fresh salads and bread that Sera had baked that afternoon.
The atmosphere was beautiful, and Sera wondered why it couldn't always be like this. Her boss was a perfect host and cook. At the moment, he had his back turned to her, and she wondered how old he actually was. Astarot looked young. Especially with the long, black hair that was caught by the wind and blown slightly back and f
