Rosario was cooking. Madelyn narrowed her eyes and glanced at the time. It was only six in the morning, and the sun was just starting to rise outside.

"What are you doing up this early? Go back to sleep for a little longer. The food will be ready in a bit."

Madelyn hugged Rosario's waist from behind and placed her chin on Rosario's shoulder. She wore an adorable, sleepy expression, with a strand of hair sticking up on her head.

"What delicious food are you making?'

Rosario said, "It's greasy