He could not find the answer even with his perfect memory.
Eventually, he completed his own workout, took a shower, and headed downstairs for breakfast.
The kitchen was already filled with activity. Utensils clattered softly while breakfast preparations continued at a steady pace.
Alice had apparently returned early to help. Emily and Priscilla were already working alongside her.
Isaac's gaze drifted toward the dragon maid. For a moment, he considered dealing with her now. Then he decided against it. It was still morning, and the day had barely begun. Whatever issue existed could wait until later. The last thing he wanted was to start the day with a scolding.
After some time, he tried stepping into the kitchen to help. Unfortunately, before he could touch anything, he was subtly guided back out.
Isaac returned to the dining table with a dissatisfied expression. He honestly didn't understand it.
