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But he didn’t move, just stood there, arms crossed, his jaw clenched. Taking a deep breath, I turned back to Nita, who was practically bouncing with excitement. “Fine,” I said, surprising even myself with the firmness in my voice. “Let’s do it.” Nita beamed, and I could hear some of the other trackers murmuring in approval. “Great!” Nita exclaimed, pulling me toward the campfire where a few raw ingredients were scattered. “We’ve got meat, some wild herbs, and whatever else we could scavenge. Let’s make something… .” she glanced over at me with a sly look on her face. “Appetizing first,”

I can even sacrifice anything for you, just to fight for our togetherness in the future. Sumi Darling… At the time when you find out about my real identity and true form in the future, I do hope that you’ll slightly consider about my pure love, my genuine sincerity towards you all these times. Can you… Can you accept me when you know about my real identity and true form in the future? Thinking and thinking about that, Virando was immensely worried and nervous. Meanwhile, in the kitchen, Sumico had started to prepare all the materials for cooking her traditional Chinese soup. Sumico would also add some chicken into her soup. Being helped by a chef in the kitchen, Sumico would cook her traditi

Trying to tempt him with their endowments. I recalled that moment. Staring across the fire and watching her movements. Seeing how freely the gorgeous, raven-haired girl had pursued what she wanted. Alaric. Her features dancing beyond the orange and red flames that separated him from me, where we each sat on logs, waiting for a boar the Asara hunters had found to cook over a spit. Though we’d often ate raw, on occasion we took the time to roast the meat. As a special treat. I’d never been able to resist when they did that. The tantalizing aroma drawing even me from my hut to ease toward the camp and watch everyone playing and jesting around me.

I liked this new Katalina, but she was too stimulating. She just giggled and removed the frying pan from the burner. “What are you cooking?" I cleared my throat and asked. She opened the pot boiling on a second stove and I saw sliced white fish, and lots of ingredients. “Chinese clear soup, dry eggs, stir-fried sausages with veggies, gravy, and sourdough. I heard the soup is good for your libido." After explaining, she covered the pot and gave me a seductive smile. “I want to make sure your libido is never lacking, Daddy."

I met a lot of women and girls there, cooking in a very very big pot, perhaps they cooked for the whole pack. “Is this breakfast?” I asked one of the women there. “Yes, it’s Kampo soup and it's our best food here. You would love it when you try it.” “Hmmm.” I went to my room and grabbed a chamomile and lavender. When I got there, they had already left the food on fire. I opened it and added some chamomile and lavender after grinding them. I hope it works. I poured a large amount into the pot of soup and went back to my room.

"Candles?" "No open flames," Cale said instantly. "Not in a fire trap." "Battery lamps. I saw some in the cabinet." Elion rummaged through Alex’s supplies. He found two camping lanterns. He turned them on. A cold, LED glow filled the center of the room. "Dinner," Elion said. "We have cash now. We can order delivery. Sushi? It's cold. No cooking." "Sushi is acceptable. High protein." "I'll go down and get it. I don't want the delivery guy coming up here."

The car shot forward. … “Coo-coo-coo…” Just as Harper’s nerves settled, a familiar metallic laughter echoed from the car’s audio system. It was… AI Doc! Sure enough, the childlike, mechanical voice filled the car. “Methods for nutritious meal preparation include stir-frying, roasting, steaming, braising, boiling, frying, and cold dishes. Balanced nutrition is crucial. Also, AI Doctor reminds Miss Harper that cannibalism is illegal, and Young Master is not lean meat—health and nutrition are uncertain…”

However, it was not the appropriate season at that time—it was summer. Now, Akiko could not use it either. Her belly was too big, and it was impossible for her to bend down and light a fire. Kyoko was ultimately responsible for lighting the fire, despite her constant complaints. “Eat. Muira brought it for both of us.” Akiko pushed a plate of taiyaki—a fish-shaped cake filled with red bean paste—toward Kyoko. “Thank goodness your neighbor is kind. If not, this place would be hell.” Unlike Akiko, who easily adapted to village life, Kyoko had many complaints about living in the countryside. Particularly, she lamented the sluggish internet and the lack of manga cafes.

Both of them had already set up their tents, and Calum emerged from his own, making his way toward the center of the clearing, pulling out a small fire starter. I understood Calum's intentions, and without a word, I gathered dry branches and kindling. Calum struck the flint, and after a few sparks, the fire caught, licking at the wood before growing into a steady blaze. Kovu joined us soon after, and we brought out our rations. I skewered a small slab of meat on a stick and roasted it over the flames. I could barely keep my eyes open as I chewed the tasteless meat, my thoughts wandering.

Trying to tempt him with their endowments. I recalled that moment. Staring across the fire and watching her movements. Seeing how freely the gorgeous, raven-haired girl had pursued what she wanted. Alaric. Her features dancing beyond the orange and red flames that separated him from me, where we each sat on logs, waiting for a boar the Asara hunters had found to cook over a spit. Though we’d often eaten raw, on occasion, we took the time to roast the meat. As a special treat. I’d never been able to resist when they did that. The tantalizing aroma drawing even me from my hut to ease toward the camp and watch everyone playing and jesting around me.