Volume 3, Chapter 18: Basen (2/2)

To think its suppon meat. This again.

Suppon. Turtle meat. A creature that wont let go when it bites at you once. Its fresh blood is used as a vitality drug. Of course, its meat seems to also have that effect.

She tasted the aperitif too. Fruit juice was added to make it seem like it was refreshing there was something considerably intense was added.

From the aperitif to the appetiser, side dishes, main dishes, even the fruit, it was heaped with ingredients that made you vigorous.

Gaoshun silently prepared the portable food he took out from the baggage. It seems he was going to have a modest dinner with the long-awaited cuisines before his eyes.

Are you not going to eat? Theres no poison.

Even if theres no poison, its not something you can eat. Or, should I say, you cant eat it with composure.

I cant believe it, she looked at Jinshi and Gaoshun with those eyes. Basen was boiling water in the corner of the room. Wasnt it really hot?

Its really delicious. Itll arouse suspicions if we leave it, so may I eat it?

Do whatever you want!

Jinshi looked at the satisfied Maomaos face, and he squinted, lips slightly puckered.

Maomao ate the suppon soup like it was delicious.

Jinshi stared at her doing that.

Is it tasty? That.

Indeed, I dont have good memories of suppon, but this is good.

What is it? This memory.

Jinshi, with a bit of great interest, picked up the bowl of soup.

Its not a big deal though.

Maomao was her foster fathers assistant ever since she was young. She had also gone to buy medicinal ingredients from the market, but in the middle of that, she came across good-for-nothing adults. They were exhibitionists, who untie their sashes and clothes, fully exposing themselves. There were many in winter.

The surprised Maomao was about to run away, but she unintentionally threw the package in her hands.

So that package was a suppon that was alive, and that

Ahh, enough. Enough. You dont have to say it.

Jinshi put down the bowl and made a distant stare. Gaoshun and his son did the same.

(It was popular with the prostitutes though.)

As I thought, the story doesnt suit people with good upbringing, Maomao put down the emptied dish.

But, it really is a waste, Maomao thought.

The other things aside from suppon are also delicious though. Is it really fine to not eat it?

It was iffy that she was recommending a half-eaten meal, but it wasnt an amount that Maomao can finish alone. And besides, reconstituted dried meat and rice wont fill up the bellies of three men.

Is it okay to eat?

Jinshi asked Maomao to make sure.

Go ahead.

Its waste to have to leave it, Maomao thought.

Is it really okay?

Jinshi looked at Maomao intently.

I dont understand why hes asking this much, Maomao tilted her head, and Gaoshun entered from her side. He gave a tiny shake of his head for some reason, and Jinshi reluctantly nodded.

Im good. Basen, you can eat it.

If Kousen-sama says so.

Basen sat on the seat humbly. Maomao passed over a cup of the aperitif.

He slowly drank that down.

Its tasty.

Thats good to hear.

Just that.

Just that?

Basen stopped moving, and blood trickled down his nose.

His face was bright red, and he looked like he was holding back on something. When Jinshi peered at his face, he trembled in surprise.

Why, is this girl fine?

Even if you ask why.

Her constitution is like that, theres no other way to say it.

Basens eyes were glassy. His cheeks were flushed, he was looking around like he was seeking for something.

Basen, hurry up and sleep.

I understand, father.

Basen tried to stumble over to the room next door and collapsed just like that.

What is wrong?

When Maomao asked,

Let him sleep here. Ill sleep in the room next door.

Jinshi said.

Jinshi-sama, Ill properly carry him to his room.

Arent you tired?

But.

If Jinshi says it that way, Gaoshun put his doubled-over son to sleep on a bed with a canopy. Maomao also more or less helped. Since he looked like he was sweltering, when they loosened his collar, his complexion became slightly better. Some nose blood got onto the sheets, she was slightly sorry.

Jinshi slept in the room next door. Maomao was permitted to use the room next to his.

Its such a luxury to have a room to myself, Maomao thought. She took a bath. It was a small bit of happiness.