"The lunch is wonderful, Setsuna!" I say as I taste the spaghetti Setsuna made. I didn't know she could cook such delicious food; the meat sauce is marvelous, almost like something from a fancy restaurant.
"I'm glad you like it, Ayane," she says while finishing her meal. I finish mine too and stand up to take my plate to the sink.
"Don't worry about it, I'll wash everything, Ayane. You can go rest and–"
Crack
When Setsuna touches my hand to take the plate, I let it go. It falls to the floor as I pull my hand away from her so fast that I hit the table, breaking off a piece of wood that flies up towards the ceiling.
The plates shatter on the floor as my hands tremble with fear. Setsuna looks at me with surprise while I hide my hands behind my back.
"H-Huh?" I make a confused sound. When Setsuna touched me, I suddenly felt something bad. My wings open defensively as the sound of falling sand becomes oppressive.
