Chapter-10 Suspicious Roomamte

He had no idea what had happened to her, but gazing at her neck made him feel awful. He could feel pain just by looking at the marks. How much pain had she endured? 'Is it why she became mentally ill, and her skin is so white? Is it due to a lack of blood?' 'Poor thing.' He immediately regretted becoming enraged with her.

He approached her, patted her head as if she were a pet, and smiled sweetly.

"Don't be concerned. Nobody is going to drink your blood here. I guarantee it. And you don't have to swallow blood to do it. We eat because we are hungry.

This is food, as you can see. Okay. When someone asks if you're hungry, they're asking whether you want to eat something. As though you were holding this in your hand. It's a burger and a piece of cake. Sandwich was the solid you were in the morning. And in the evening, I served you pancakes.

There's a lot more yummy stuff here that we eat when we're hungry, okay?" He patiently explained everything to her.