"So, you mean to tell me that the federation drags you into their shenanigan, and now you are having lunch together in Sheva's house?"After a short yet chaotic explanation, Medina finally managed to conclude what was going on here.
"Yup! Aunty's cooking is superb, you know?!" Laysa's mouth was watery when she remembered the dishes she had enjoyed earlier. "Well, you should know about that too, right? I mean, you have been here quite a few times in the past to join the feast!"
"… So, why are you guys calling me here?" Medina changed the topic immediately, not wanting to continue the previous one.
"Oh, don't be grumpy like that, Sister Medina! I mean, we just want to congratulate you for your success!" Laysa retorted with her usual cheerful tone. "This is a big achievement, right? Getting a ticket to the World Cup itself?"
"Yeah, yeah! I am so envious!" Claudia chimed in out of nowhere. "If only we had registered for this tournament, we would be able to fight with you, Sister!"
