The Devil’s Cage Chapter 8: Food first

After being filled with some fresh water in a transparent glass vase on a white oak table, Mimosa started humming, a familiar song from the outside garden, and picked a white bunch of flowers with golden spots from the outside garden, carefully inserted Inside the vase.

After spraying water with a watering can, the bunch of flowers immediately became glamorous.

Mimosa sniffed the faint floral fragrance with a smile, began to wipe off the water stains on the table with a tablecloth, and placed two large, two small and four gray cushions neatly in the middle of the table.

After everything was placed, Mimosa, who had been silently estimating the time, walked back to the kitchen and began to plate the food on the stove.

The tableware is delicate and different, one silver, two porcelain plates, and one casserole.

Silver qualitative is a cold salad.

Two main dishes are served on the porcelain plate.

There is soup in the casserole.

This kind of collocation is obviously not in compliance with the dining rules of most high society. The lack of necessary appetizers and desserts is enough to make guests laugh.

But in the heart of Mimosa, Kieran is not a guest outside.

Or.........

How can the so-called guest let him cook for himself.

There is no one guest who deserves it.

There is also no guest who dares to let him do this.

When a set of silver tableware simultaneously of Unique/only was placed in front of the seat of Unique/only, the application for Kieran to enter the room appeared in the PM column of Mimosa.

Exactly.

Minutes and seconds are not bad.

"It’s time to eat."

Mimosa watched the familiar person walk into the room, and the corner of his mouth could not help but curled up.

"Uh."

"Long-awaited."

Kieran smelled the scent, and there was nothing out of the ordinary, sitting in the Unique/only chair.

He didn’t feel anything strange.

Like Mimosa, there was no discomfort. After Kieran sat down, he uncovered the cutlery.

"Emperor Salad."

"Thick sauce steak."

"Tomahawk barbecue."

"Assorted vegetable porridge."

Every time you open a lid, Mimosa introduces one, and every time you introduce one, the ‘Gluttony’ in Kieran is held high.

Eat! eat! eat!

In a roar like a drum of war, ‘Gluttony’ will almost reveal the physical world.

Scent!

It's so fragrant!

In the face of food, ‘Gluttony’ who has no resistance is completely lost in the world of food. For food, he is willing to give Kieran more power.

Even if... surrender!

What does that matter?

Me, the food is complete.

Suffices.

But there is a lot of noise, but the'Gluttony' who wants to immerse himself wholeheartedly feels Wrath,'Envy''Wrath''Greed' three Original Sin. Shout.

"Why not me?"

"It should be me!"

"Mine is mine!"

......

This kind of sound is like a fly to ‘Gluttony’.

He swore hard.

"Go away!"

"Go away for Lao Tzu!"

"Who is affecting me to eat, I will eat it!"

Boom!

A different kind of breath fills the strange, evil looking heart, becoming dazzling and dangerous.

He is simple.

He is persistent.

He dares to be the enemy of the world in order to eat.

Off who you are.

Stop me eating.

I ate you.

I can’t eat you, so I’ll take you to death.

Original Sin are quiet.

They are not afraid of death, because, most of the time, they are immortal.

But such a death amnesty is definitely not included in [Fusion Heart].

It's quiet.

Everything is quiet.

‘Gluttony’ takes a deep breath, as Kieran eats, he is drunk.

The faint power began to light up the rune in Kieran, and the dark, chaotic atmosphere began to weaken again.

However, it’s the same as ‘Gluttony’.

Kieran did not pay much attention to these, he was also immersed in the deliciousness of the food.

The seemingly refreshing vegetables and fruits in the emperor salad set off the deliciousness of meat.

Moreover, this kind of meat is very chewy, more exciting than beef and has a juicy feel.

"Yes, tiger meat."

Mimosa explained.

"Tiger?"

"The king of beasts, so, is the emperor salad?"

Kieran narrowed his eyes and took another bite, then looked at the "thick sauce steak" and "tomahawk barbecue".

Fatty!

At the moment of eating the "thick sauce steak", the mouth of Kieran was completely filled with beef, and a stream of broth flew out from the gap of the meat, making his taste buds bloom completely When'Tomahawk Barbecue' poured into it, cumin and chili were perfectly combined.

Spicy! heat!

The sweat overflows involuntarily, just like being on the battlefield, wielding a tomahawk, and chopping off the enemy.

Kill? kill? kill?

No no no!

Yes, eat!

Eat, eat!

Kieran completely gave up the intention to inquire, danced with knives and forks, chopsticks were heavy, and spoons were like electricity.

At the end, when Kieran was holding a casserole and drinking the last bite of porridge, the whole person satisfied burp.

At this time, Kieran only discovered that the darkness and chaos that entangled in his mind were a bit lighter. Although it was still a bit worse than what he had left, he would never mind that this kind of thing happened more than once. Therefore, Kieran's gaze towards Mimosa has become more eager.

Mimosa sensed this eagerly.

So, Mimosa smiled more and more happy.

At this time, he was not timid.

No Chef likes diners like Kieran~IndoMTL.com~Mimosa is no exception.

"Is it delicious?"

Mimosa asked.

"Well, great."

Kieran nodded and wanted to say a few words of praise, but couldn't find any proper words at all. In the end, only the simplest praise could be left.

After the praise, Kieran felt a bit more surprised.

He just tasted the delicious food he had once.

What if I can’t taste it in the future?

This kind of thought appeared directly in the mind of Kieran.

Mimosa seems to have sensed this idea.

"If you don’t mind, you can come often, I will do some cooking as much as possible every week-other skills, I don’t have the opportunity to be holy in Transcendence, but I am confident in cooking." /

Mimosa raised his fist in front of him and held it tightly.

Looking at the appearance of Mimosa, Kieran raised his hand and placed it on the other party's head.

"Come on!"

He said softly.

"Uh."

Mimosa nodded.

Afterwards, Kieran, a ‘white eater’, actively helped Mimosa to clean up the dinner plate, while Mimosa picked up the vase and walked outside.

He picked the rhizome very carefully after picking the flowers.

Simply put, these flowers will not die, as long as they are replanted into the soil and carefully cared for a few days, it is another independent plant.

The soft soil was dug up in the flower pot, the flower was inserted into it, and Mimosa smoothed the soil with his fingers.

No compaction is required, it will only make the rhizome difficult to grow.

After doing all this, Mimosa clapped his hands and stood up.

Then he suddenly saw a figure outside.

A very strange person.

No, I saw one.

Outside Harvest Inn.

At that time, the other party's humming inexplicable tone.