[b][center][h1][color=fff257]ACION[/color][/h1]
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Not long after he finished his work, there were already two testers to his creation. 

The first one was Michiko, who seemed to get that he was not a good cook at all. She picked up one of the pickles and took a bite of it. And then she gave one sweet smile, a giggle and one short line for a review. 

[color=00aeef]I think you killed them….[/color]

Acion inclined his head almost automatically, like a robot. He'd expect no less. To be honest, that was probably the most impressive reaction he had expected. 

The next one came not a few minutes later, and it was a small girl with pink hair, Tomoe. She acted rather fluffy and like an energetic dodgeball, poking her head to his side while asking what he made. She then simply took one of the pickles and took a bite. Her expressions suddenly alienated...to his expectation.

[color=fff257]'Ok, it's not something to be sad over.'[/color] The winged boy reassured himself. 

It was not in his expertise. It was not something he was used to, or had any sort of natural talent on it. So it was actually a relief that he didn't fall into the malicious category of a 'lethal chef', where every single creations of these people were a form of a lethal biological weapon. He should be ok...

[color=fff257]"I really have to patch my hand up."[/color] 

The cut was not very deep, but if he just keep it like this, who knows if he would get a blood infection over this...