Little Mushroom Chapter 47 소설 & 이야기

I looked up. Daniel stood there, expression dark enough to freeze the air. I immediately let go of my brother and practically sprinted into Daniel’s arms. “Honey! I remember everything! I’m not crazy anymore!” He pulled me back a little and looked me over from head to toe. We went straight to the hospital. The doctor confirmed my brain was finally functioning normally. I nearly wept with relief. I had been filming deep in the mountains when I found a cluster of beautiful wild mushrooms. I remembered thinking, Wow, the mushrooms here are famous. I should take some back and cook them for Daniel because I’d promised that once this drama wrapped, I’d take a month-long break just for him.

Cerelia joins her, graceful and curious as always. We serve the food and a beat of silence follows. Maybe they’ll love it. Cerelia takes a bite of the mushroom surprise first. She chews. And chews. And chews. “Mm,” she says carefully. “Earthy.” Hilda forks the same dish into her mouth and immediately gags. “It tastes like someone boiled socks in chicken broth.” Arlo scowls. “I sautéed those mushrooms.” Hilda laughs, “In what? Vengeance?” Erik nearly chokes on his wine. Chris bites his lip to hide a smile and Elliott doesn’t bother concealing his grin.

“You are the blessed thunder human met by our siblings? We believe your name is… Jai… Are you not?” Jai nodded. “Yes, I am.” The creature’s eyes sparkled in amazement. It squealed a tiny squeak before flying around him. Transparent mushroom caps appeared around it, showering Jai with countless shiitake and elephant ears mushrooms. “Jai the thunder human! Nice to meet you!” Its act wasn’t appreciated by Shoru though. It was a bit sudden and Shoru became nervous again. She began barking at the transparent mushrooms falling through them.

You don’t have to win every argument. Agree to disagree - Unknown ~***~ “You cannot open it like that!" Reign yelled at William. William jumped suddenly, spilling all the noodles on the kitchen floor. William looked at her gripping his fist and biting the inner of his cheek. "Why are you awake?" He asked. "Because my body is fully rested." “Sadly. How is it supposed to be opened? ” he questioned miserably with the roll of his eyes. “Read the label, smart guy,” she answered, the noodles that were still in his hands before he spilled the restm

He had his head turned, talking to Garret, and I thought about just taking a piece but decided against it. “Babe,” I stated, nudging him with my elbow. He turned to look at me. “Can I have a piece?” “It’s bloody, Piccolo. Its room temperature cooked.” “I want a mushroom.” He raised his eyebrow at me. “You don’t like mushrooms.” “Well, I have a craving for them.” He stuck his fork in the mushroom and held it out to me. I took the mushroom off with my teeth, careful not to get lipstick on his fork. It was actually pretty good. I took my fork and stuck it in another, eating it before returning to my own plate.

She told me name last time. Dia nodded and motioned with her hand to follow me. The air was filled with different kinds of herbal scents. My stomach twisted into a tight ball of anxiety. It didn't make any sense. I looked around. Nothing seemed dangerous. My gaze was drifting over every small detail. "Mushrooms, Kim, see these little umbrellas," Elaine giggled. My head turned to her. A field of mushrooms, I didn't notice it last time. But I couldn't see her anywhere.

“Not in a bad way. Just, this is probably really boring for you, isn’t it?” “How could I possibly be bored?” His mouth softened unexpectedly. “You nearly drowned me in the bath.” “Yep yep. I did do that. I could also get a pizza with a topping you’re allergic to, if you like.” “I’m not allergic to anything. Though I’m not especially fond of mushrooms.” For some reason, this tiny piece of random knowledge thrilled her. “I won’t get one with mushrooms. If you’re sure.” “Yes, I’m quite sure I don’t like them.”

Someone was trying to sabotage me because I knew I would never poison Lilith not even if I don't like her. She opened a small cloth and showed them some button mushrooms with was the mushroom I used in the soup. Wait… those weren't the mushrooms I bought. These were destroying angels, just then, my heart began to beat faster and faster. Someone was framing me. “ These are the mushrooms I found in the kitchen. They are destroying angels and you can ask any top chef here, they'll be able to tell the difference,” she spoke confidently. Could she possibly be the one who had set me up?

Sweat began to trickle down her brow and she blinked hard to keep her eyes from blurring. When she was finally in the shadow of the great wall and no longer visible from the battlements, she let out a long sigh of relief. She leaned her back against the stone and mopped her brow with a napkin. It was some time before her heart stopped pounding and she could survey her surroundings. It was as she had thought. The area around the castle was wild and overgrown. Shielded from sunlight, the ground at the foot of the walls was rich and moist. And the mushrooms? Ah, ... the mushrooms! She had never seen anything quite like it. The earth and the rotting bits of timber that were strewn across it were

I spotted the mushrooms on the table. Helen smacked me on the back and grumbled, “What are you staring at? Hurry up and wash them!” I hesitated and asked, “Helen, I don’t think I’ve ever seen you bring these mushrooms home before. Are you sure they’re not poisonous?” Predictably, Helen brushed me off with her usual disdain. “Look at you. You’re so clueless. These are rare termite mushrooms, perfect for making chicken broth. They’re incredibly nutritious! I went out before dawn to stake my claim, or someone else would’ve grabbed them already!