Really... do you want to eat?

Fagha swallowed again, not touching a single bite of food, and silently looked at the people around him.

Like him, Kelin lowered her head tremblingly, her small hands unconsciously twisting together, her pearly teeth lightly biting her lower lip, as if she was hesitating.

Lycaen hesitated for a moment, then reached out with his chopsticks and picked up a grape from the fish's mouth, the only part of the two dishes that looked edible.

As for Ellen, she is the most special one!

"It looks delicious, why aren't you touching it?"

Ellen picked up a fish and stuffed it into her mouth, not even bothering to remove the bones. She swallowed it in a few bites, then looked at Fagga and Corinne with a puzzled expression.

"That's right, this is a heartwarming welcome feast that Head Maid Lina painstakingly prepared by overcoming numerous difficulties created by Steward Lycan. How can Fagga and Corinne not touch a single bite!?"

"And Lord Lykan, you've taken up so much of my time, how can you just eat a couple of grapes and then stop eating?!"

Lina put her hands on her hips and said coquettishly.

The two bangbu fluttering beside them chimed in, "That's right, that's right, we've been a great help too!"

"That's right!"

Upon hearing this, Kelin straightened up abruptly, picked up her chopsticks shakily, and said timidly, "Ke...Kelin understands."

Immediately afterwards, Kelin slowly reached out with her chopsticks, suppressing the fear in her eyes, picked up a fish and brought it to her mouth, her hand holding the chopsticks trembling.

"Gurgle~"

Kelin swallowed hard, closed her eyes, and put the fish in her mouth. She didn't even dare to taste it, swallowing it without chewing it.

At the same time, Lykan finally succumbed to Lina's smiling gaze, painfully closed his eyes, lifted a corner of the pizza with his chopsticks, slowly picked it up, swallowed it, and said in a deep voice:

"Faga, since you're already seated, have something to eat."

"Oh right, and Fagar too."

Upon hearing Lykan's words, Lina realized that Fagar hadn't touched a bite yet, and his chopsticks were still lying in the same spot.

"Faga, that won't do! I really appreciated the food you made for lunch!"

"Uh... thank you."

Fagga gave a wry smile, and under Lina's gaze, silently picked up his chopsticks, and like Colleen, picked up a fish, put it in his mouth, and gently bit down with a hint of hope in his teeth.

One bite, and all hope was shattered.

Ugh, it's bitter!

No, it's bitter with a hint of spiciness!

No, the spiciness actually masked the fishy smell!

Fagga's eyes widened instantly, and he sat there dumbfounded.

But the fish in his mouth wouldn't stay still; the fishy, ​​foul smell lingered in his mouth until it reached a certain concentration, then rushed straight to the top of his head, leading Fagga into a completely new world.

This is... a river, and a bridge?

"Child, over here..."

Hearing the sound, Fagga looked over.

On the other side of the bridge, the orphanage director from Fagga's memory, half of whose body had been corroded into skeletons, smiled and waved to Fagga.

Fagga blinked twice in confusion, then suddenly realized what was happening.

No, this is the Bridge of Helplessness!

Wow!

Fagga abruptly pulled himself back to his senses, forcing himself to swallow the fish in his mouth, feeling as if his esophagus was being burned, and his stomach churned violently.

No, this is going to be a disaster!

Knock knock knock!

Fagar suddenly slammed his hand on the table several times, the loud noise attracting everyone's attention.

Eileen, who was happily eating, turned her head, blinked twice, and mumbled, "What's wrong?"

But in the next instant, Fagar pounced on her like a beast, forcibly pushing Ellen down and pinning her on top of him.

Then, facing Ellen's still bewildered expression, Fagar bit down on her neck.

Um?

Um!

Eileen's eyes widened instantly. She swallowed the food in her mouth, tugged at and patted Faga's back, her toes under her slippers clenched tightly, and her face flushed an unusual red: "Hey, Faga, what are you doing!"