The morning passed quickly.

At noon, Cooks brought a lot of sauced meat.

These sauced meats can only be stored for two days, so they must be eaten today and tomorrow.

Lannoth didn't like it very much, but when Cooks gave it to him, he accepted it with thanks.

"Smells good, thank you. The boy said.

He packed them in a special bag, and had no intention of eating them for the time being.

Cooks didn't care, he had to go and distribute things to the rest of the group.

After a morning of travel, Tchaikov and the others were indeed very hungry, and the five big and three thick men ate meat very roughly.

Sophie stood aside, hiding behind a large tree, with only a small head sticking out, her eyes glowing green, staring straight at the men who were eating meat together, her mouth slightly open and drooling.

I can't see it, I can't eat it, it's too torturous.

These sauced meats have a rich aroma and seem to be even better than those made by the village chief.

Sophie swallowed, shrugged her nose, her eyes were red, and she almost cried, and her hands couldn't help but pounce on the meat in the men's hands.

But that doesn't work!

Bear with it!

"Twelve, I'm so uncomfortable...... the voice in her head was crying, "I haven't been starved to death yet, I'm going to be starved to death first!"

S12：【...... Bear with me. 】

"But...... I—I really can't help it!QAQ" she said as she squatted down, her little face wrinkled, pitiful, as if she was going to cry in the next second.

S12 gave her an idea: [Why don't you avoid it first, and then come back when they finish eating.] 】

"Is it really okay to QAQ?"

S12: [Try it.] 】

So Sophie turned around and ran to a more remote place and began to meditate.

The mind is calm and naturally cool.

However, when you close your eyes, your other senses are amplified, and the fragrance is even stronger.

Sophie really cried this time.

"Twelve, I don't want to do the task anymore. ”

[Bear with me.] 】

"I don't want to put up with it. "Categorically.

[To survive. 】

"I don't want to live anymore. "Life and death are downplayed.

[For my cousin.] 】

"It's really hard. "Shaken slightly.

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Sophie: "......"

[It also comes with a voice function, CV Katsuhei Yamaguchi sultry and provocative interpretation.] 】

Sophie: "!!"

"I can't bear !!"

*

The men sitting around were eating and chatting, and they were drinking water very boldly.

In a group of men, the blonde boy sat quietly on the side, looking very abrupt.

The weather was fine, and the breeze gently ruffled the hair on his forehead, revealing the smooth forehead and delicate and beautiful eyes underneath.

The kettle he was carrying was just filled with water, and when he raised his head to drink, a graceful arc appeared on his white neck, and a few droplets of water slid down his neck, soaking his collar, and everyone who was watching the meat couldn't help but stop moving.

"Oh God...... Lannoth, you're the best-looking boy I've ever seen, as beautiful as a woman, hahaha. Tchaikov laughed.

Cooks next to him slapped him on the back, "What does it mean to be beautiful like a woman?! Don't describe it like that, maybe Lannoth doesn't like it!"

Tchaikov raised his eyebrows, and although Kuks's slap was hot, he still said: "But what I said!"

There was no sarcasm in the man's words, it was just an expression of what he thought.

The corners of Lannoth's mouth were slightly hooked, and there was not a trace of dissatisfaction on his handsome face, nor did he directly take Tchaikov's words as a joke.

The young man's red lips opened slightly, his voice was soft and calm, and he smiled slightly: "It's okay." ”

"If that's the case, I don't think I'll care, there's no irony in it, Uncle Tchaikov, ladies should be glad to hear you. ”

"After all, beauty equals woman, and woman has become synonymous with beauty, hasn't she?"

That's a very flattering description. Lannoth smiled, his blue eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked really good in the sun.

Tchaikov whistled and laughed: "You're very good at talking, Lannoth, I don't see that you kid is very good at pleasing women, and you usually practice a lot, right?"

"No practice, no disobedience," said the blonde boy, taking a sip of water and saying softly, "just telling the truth." ”

There is no deliberate disguise in this tone, but I really think it from the bottom of my heart.

His blue eyes were so clear and sincere, and Tchaikov looked at it for a while, and suddenly he didn't dare to make such a joke with the boy again.

After a short break at noon, I'm about to set off again.

As he was packing up, Lannoth glanced around, and his package was bulging, indicating that no one was sitting just now, and the grass was standing upright, with no trace of being pressed down.

The young man's eyes flashed slightly, thinking, didn't he leave?

Where will that little undead run away at lunchtime?

He took a slower step in packing his package, and waited for Cooks to urge twice before the boy answered and returned to the carriage.

When I got into the car, a very small sound fell into my ears.

Probably a rumbling sound when you're hungry, very small.

Lannoth glanced sideways, and glanced at the grass beside him quietly.

There are traces of a trap there.

Someone stood by their side.

He couldn't see.

The corners of Lannoth's mouth hooked slightly, and he began to be helpless again.

The little undead didn't go, and they were hungry.

Looks like I want to eat.

He remembered that the undead was very fond of sauce when he pretended to be Nafi, and when they first met, the little one even ate the sauce to his mouth.

The bag with the sauce was tied around the boy's waist, and when he got into the car, the bag suddenly fell to the ground, but Lannos did not seem to notice, he got into the carriage by himself, put the package beside him, closed his eyes, and recuperated.

The sound of rustling, the careless men talking and laughing, did not hear it.

However, the blonde boy caught it.

It was the sound of the bag being opened.

In the afternoon, sleepiness hits, the carriage will go on its own, and Lannoth is tired.

His white fingers gently rubbed his temples, and the movements were gentle and graceful.

When he felt a breeze blowing around him, it seemed that someone was sitting next to him.

The corners of his lips moved slightly, and he muttered to himself—

Good afternoon.

*

The moment she got the bag, Sophie was surprised.

The moment she opened the bag, Sophie was pleasantly surprised!

The pair of dark little pupils twinkled like stars, but I didn't expect to get a bag of sauce meat so easily without any effort!!

It's so fragrant!!

Sophie wanted to swallow it all at once, but not now, the carriage was about to leave, and she had to sit down!

So the girl put the bag in her pocket so that no one would see a floating bag.

It's just that she hadn't forgotten that it had fallen from Lannoth.

When I touched it, the bag was bulging, as if not a single piece of meat inside had been moved.

Sophie pursed her lips and frowned slightly.

- Lannoth didn't eat......

S12 never expected that the host would get his wish again!

She could already imagine her host munching on the sauce meat.

was about to remind the host to take it easy, but the next second, she was stunned.

For the girl looked left and right at the men chatting, and when she was sure that they would not pay attention to herself, she took the pouch of sauce from her pocket and threw it at Lannoth's feet.

It is very conspicuous, and when the boy wakes up, he may be able to see it at a glance.