Everything was abnormal tonight.

Ryunosuke Akutagawa was silent, his fingers tightening on the door frame, his dark eyes firmly locked on the white bread that was placed on the low table.

Not only did this table have a broken leg, but the remaining three were not even, and could only be placed on the ground crookedly, shaking violently at the slightest touch, and the things placed on it could easily fall down.

In the eyes of adults, the dirty low table had become a dispensable piece of tattered furniture—and it was his turn to pick it up and add the only thing to the dilapidated hut, which could be considered ornamental.

After all, the young children living in the slums are at the bottom of the slums, and even if they are dying of starvation, they will not receive any pity or sympathy, and they will not have the opportunity to put candles or dishes on the table, or the more luxurious, clean food and water.

Ryunosuke Akutagawa had learned his lesson a long time ago that if an adult did come to them with food or water, or even a smile and a friendly expression, then there was no need to think about it other than human traffickers.

Now, however, when he finally returned home and pushed open the door made of a broken wooden plank, a loaf of bread appeared in what should have been cold, damp, moldy and earthy dwelling, which was worse than a kennel, in the dim unlit environment.

The whiteness and fluffiness that had not been polluted by any dust reminded Ryunosuke Akutagawa of the white clouds he saw when he fell on his back when he was so hungry that he didn't have half of his strength left.

But it was so abrupt and out of place in this dilapidated dwelling that he had almost ever heard adults describe such clean, sweet-smelling food.

And before he was 6 years old, the memory of struggling to survive in this extremely poor and dark bowl street has long been blurred.

Sweets, chocolates, bread and everything else with a sweet taste are invaluable here.

Ryunosuke Akutagawa, who was still standing at the door, pursed his lips even tighter. Even though his stomach was burning with hunger, his desire to eat was so strong that his instincts almost overshadowed his reason, he kept himself calm, knowing that the sudden appearance of bread could not be a kind of charity from the gods, but more like some kind of trap.

Be cautious enough to doubt everything. That's why he's still here.

"Hey, why doesn't he eat yet?" Yi Chuancheng held the handheld game console, and saw the lop-eared rabbit in the picture facing the piece of white bread that he took out from the [warehouse], but he stood at the door as if he was stunned and didn't move, and he rarely felt troubled and twisted his eyebrows, "Don't you think it's delicious?" ”

After all, it is the cheapest food in the mall, and it is normal to be disliked.

But the next moment, the lop-eared rabbit moved away from the door, and the direction was completely opposite - it didn't even plan to approach, but chose to turn its back to the food, intending to leave the residence directly!

[Mustard refuses white bread.] 】

[The white bread was reclaimed to the warehouse.] 】

Isn't this going to be starving, and your health has dropped to 18!

Ikawa Chung clicked [Warehouse], and then selected the white bread from the column of storage cells that popped up at the top, and dragged it to a position where the mustard rabbit could see.

Since it was facing the road at the moment, the white bread was also placed in the middle of the street, blocking the way to leave.

It's time to eat now, thinking so, Ikawa Cheng immediately saw that the worrying lop-eared rabbit on the screen didn't pay attention to the food at all, but froze for a moment and then took two steps back, turned around and prepared to leave in the other direction of the street.

[Mustard refuses white bread.] 】

[The white bread was reclaimed to the warehouse.] 】

Mamito Ikawa: ............

It's so angry.,How can you be picky at a young age.,Since you can buy it in the mall, it should mean that you can eat.,If you don't eat, your health has dropped to 15...!

Since his lop-eared rabbit is not going to eat it, there is no way.

Ikawa Chung stared at it, and his finger re-clicked on it, popping up options.

[Interaction-> feeding/talking/petting/dress-up/gifting]

Click Feed.

[Reminder, involuntary feeding will affect the hidden attribute values that mustard rabbits have not yet unlocked, are you sure?] Yes/No. 】

[Yes.] 】

Originally, in order not to affect the hidden attribute value, he hoped that his rabbit cub would take the initiative to eat...... After watching the white bread disappear, Ikawa Sumi, whose health finally rose to 50 and no longer fell, took a deep breath. It can't be helped, it's more important to be able to see the health right now.

Sure enough, a pop-up window immediately appeared:

[Mustard no longer feels hungry, Rabbit Coin +10.] 】

Whew, the crisis is over.

But, ten rabbit coins...... It doesn't seem like I can afford anything.

It's already been force-fed anyway, or buy another bottle of water? It just so happens that the health is not yet full, and extreme hunger is often accompanied by dehydration of the body, and the health can increase again after drinking.

Just do it.

“…… Cough! ”

Ryunosuke Akutagawa, who fell to the ground, choked on a mouthful of water with difficulty, folded his hands on his stomach, and slowly, half-curled up his extremely thin and thin body.

Just like the trafficker who tried to kidnap him tonight, but was knocked away by an unknown force halfway through the fist, he was now forcibly pushed to the ground by this inexplicable and invisible force, and he couldn't even struggle, so he was stuffed with a mouthful of bread.

Sure enough, it is soft and sweet, and it is enough to soothe hunger.

Ryunosuke Akutagawa couldn't suppress the first thought, but then, he decisively reached out and grabbed his throat, wanting to spit it out.

You must not eat food from unknown sources, if it is added, it will cause him to faint or even die, but instead claim that the other party has a ...... mind!

But before he could resist, the bottled water that appeared out of thin air again seemed to be held up in the air by some invisible hand, and the unscrewed mouth of the bottle was aimed at him, and a large amount of pure water forced into his throat, along with the unswallowed bread.

When the small bottle of water was finally fed and the empty bottle made a sound of hitting the ground, Akutagawa Ryunosuke, who was holding his stomach, still maintained a sideways curled posture on the ground, and his dark black eyes reflected the void that did not exist.

The streets are lined with simple houses made of tin sheets, nylon cloth, and bricks, and someone may be hiding in them, secretly peeping at what has just happened, but no one will come out to help him.

Regardless of whether the effect of the drug followed and the result was coma or death, Ryunosuke Akutagawa had only one sentence to ask.

[Why me?] 】

Why are you eyeing him.

Do this even at the expense of expensive food.

Obviously, even if he didn't have to do this, just relying on the terrifying force he couldn't resist just now, it was enough to achieve his goal.

[Why me?] 】

After popping up the window of [Mustard Rabbit No Longer Feels Thirsty, Rabbit Coin +15], Ikawa Sumime looked in surprise at the bubbles that appeared on the top of the lop-eared rabbit's head for the first time. It turns out that it is really a rabbit cub with the ability to think humanly......

In other words, you can really evolve after that, right?

Ikawa Chung, who was becoming more and more excited, clicked on the bubbles and wanted to have an intimate exchange with his rabbit cub immediately.

[The conversation feature has not been unlocked.] 】

Mamito Ikawa: ..................

Grit your teeth, this game always doesn't play according to the routine.

Fortunately, although he can't talk to Mustard Rabbit at the moment, he is not without other ways.

[Interaction - > Touching].

Ryunosuke Akutagawa waited for a moment, but received no response.

He closed his eyes calmly, no longer fluctuating emotions, not even fear, but a beast without a heart indifferently ushered in the end that belonged to him.

- As if a breeze was blowing, it fell gently and softly on the top of the hair.

As if caressed by the palm of his hand, the lingering temperature stayed on his cheeks and slowly dissipated with the cool breeze of the night.

Ryunosuke Akutagawa opened his eyes in astonishment.

There's still nothing ahead.

But the gentle touch was still vivid, as if silently telling him that everything he had just done was not out of malice.

His stomach was filled with fullness, and his senses, no longer hungry or thirsty, let out a sigh of comfort to him, and nothing bad happened.

Ryunosuke Akutagawa held the ground with one hand, allowed himself to stand up, and slowly walked back to the place where he had just left.

Why him.

- Although he still wanted to ask this sentence, judging from the wordless feedback he got just now, it could be that this guy belongs to the type who can't speak.

Is it a ghost, or an earthbound spirit, or some special ability? His ability to manipulate the fabric on his body is simply vulnerable compared to this power.

Ryunosuke Akutagawa plugged the gap with the wooden board that served as a door, and in the darkness of the environment, he came to the "bed" made of broken bricks and rags, and lay down tired, and finally relaxed his tense nerves.

Even if there may be an unknown being watching him closely, there is really no energy to be vigilant.

The fullness he hadn't felt in a long time made him tired, and he barely struggled before falling asleep.

[Congratulations on unlocking the hidden achievement, Mustard's first good dream.] Rabbit Coins +50. 】

Ikawa Cheng closed the pop-up window and watched his lop-eared rabbit cub lie down in the nest and sleep quietly, curled up in a fluffy mass that was slightly heaving with his breathing, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but smile.

Sure enough, cute plush is justice. Since the mustard rabbit was sleeping, he had nothing to play for the time being, put down the game console, fell into the sofa and stretched, and was in a very happy mood.

Otherwise, next time, I would suggest that my father replace Penglie's family crest with a lop-eared rabbit.