Victory in the First Battle!

"Mill, your boy Moss won. Why do I feel you're more excited than him?" Mia poked the excited Mill's arm childishly. She pouted and feigned confusion.

"He's my good friend and has won a battle in a significant competition. Wouldn't you feel excited if it were you?" Mill said, arms akimbo.

"Ah, your classmate and food friend. I see. Your relationships are pure, so I already know the answer since you're so serious," Mia nodded and said seriously.

Mill knew the hidden meaning behind Mia's words and shook her fist in front of Mia's face. She said smilingly, "Your skin looks so pinchable."

"I'm afraid of that, so I won't mention Moss in front of you again, okay?" Mia closed one eye and said mischievously with her tongue sticking out.