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"Just bare with Master Eugene, in the meantime. He is quite grumpy at times, but he is not always like that. He is really a nice man, believe me."

Jorah said in his master defense while he tried his best to move the burnt casserole over the gas range towards the empty countertop.

The casserole was almost as big as the size of the cat's body itself so the other party was having a hard time carrying it. Seeing this, Abby came to his rescue.

"If this happened to a normal household, this would call forth an emergency situation. But from how you guys handled it, it seemed that this was not new anymore."

Abby could not help but comment as she took the casserole from Jorah's paws.

"Well, explosions were indeed a common thing whenever Master Eugene was trying to concoct new potions. He is not good at cooking anything in general."