664 Are you feeding us to eat us?

“But do not worry about me being weaker than my previous condition. I can take responsibility for saving your life. I could escort you safely to your people or...”

“Do not dare approach my people!” Awa urgently exclaimed. Cold sweat appeared on her forehead, and a chill rushed down her spine.

[Awa is sacred. You might do something terrible to her people. Well, it is understandable, to be honest.]

Vincent gently nodded. He could understand what Awa was most likely thinking about him. “If I can not take you back to you people and to your family, I can take you to my home where you will become our guest until you recover.”

“...” Awa stared at Vincent without being able to respond. No matter what choice she picked, both were traps in her eyes. One trap would mean a disaster for her people. The other trap would take her to a place she believed she was not going to escape from.

Vincent got up, and this action made Awa fluster. He grabbed a metal hook with two hook ends, and this action made Awa prepare for death.

However, Vincent went to the fireplace. He inserted the hook ends at the side of the hot kettle and lifted it. Vincent then summoned a glass and poured the hot water.

Awa stared at the water bubbling while Vincent returned the kettle to its place. ‘Am I going to be tortured? Should I do a shameful thing and use cutlery to attack him?’ She pondered deeply.

Vincent returned. He sat on his seat and summoned a piece of chocolate. He dropped into the water and smiled as the cup of hot chocolate was done.

.....

[Awa is staring at you again. I wonder what is on her mind this time?]

“Do you want a taste?” Vincent offered.

Awa quickly shook her head. “Don’t boil my face. I want to ascend to Vallhall with my face intact.”

[Huh?] “What?” Both Vincent and Kazumi were shocked to learn what was passing through her mind.

“Why do I need to boil your face when I tried to save your life and also used a lot of money in the process? I would have let you die instead of barely sleeping while I was tired. I would have fallen asleep and let you die if it wasn’t for the sugar rush this hot cup of chocolate offers.”

Awa gazed at the cup, warming Vincent’s hands. “What is chocolate? Is it a poison that doesn’t let you sleep?” She curiously asked.

“Chocolate is sweet. It can also make your heart beat slightly faster depending on how much chocolate one consumes in a short amount of time.” Vincent took a sip and extended his hand, “Do you want a taste?”

“I will not taste where you placed your lips against.”

“Yeah, you are right. ” Vincent said before he took another sip. “You were unconscious when I fed you mouth to mouth. You would feel embarrassed now.”

Awa was flustered, and her strong will was wavering from shame. She glanced at Plow, and their eyes met. Plow had already eaten her food and was eyeing hers.

‘I need to become stronger to become threatening to him.’ Awa thought while grabbing the fork and lifting her hand as if a weight bracelet were attached to her wrist.

Awa lowered the fork to penetrate the warm juicy meat in front of her. However, Awa was soon met with a problem. The fork barely entered the meat, and the meat was too heavy for her to lift.

[Vincent. I think it is better to cut her meat into small bit sized pieces. She is a person recovering from a bad state, after all.]

Vincent stood up. “Let me cut your meat into bite-sized pieces.” He said while approaching Awa.

“I am a proud Dullahan. I will not shame my race by not being able to cut my own food.” Awa said while covering her cutlery. She didn’t want Vincent to help her.

“Hehe.” Vincent chuckled. “Does that mean you want to eat the food now since you consider it yours?”

Awa frowned and pointed the knife at Vincent. However, Vincent chuckled again. The reaction was opposite to what Awa expected.

“This brings back memories, hehe. My wife pointed a knife at me on the first day we met.” Vincent smirked and joked, “Are you perhaps proposing to me?”

The bewildered Awa stared at Vincent. Her eyes barely blinked. She was too confused and shocked to react appropriately because no one in the world would think a knife pointed at them with bad intentions meant a marriage proposal.

“There. Done.” *Clang*

Awa blinked her eyes and looked down at her plate. The food was finely cut, and an extra pair of cutlery was beside her plate.

During the time Awa was trying to comprehend what was happening, Vincent summoned a new pair of cutlery and cut the food on Awa’s plate.

“Hmm. I do not think Dullahans have the ability to eat with their eyes.” Vincent grabbed a fork and added, “Do you want me to feed you? Do not feel ashamed because you are a patient on the road to recovery right now.”

Awa opened her mouth. She most likely was going to reject the proposal to be fed. However, Vincent’s hand was faster than speaking a word or rejection.

“Hup!!!” Awa’s mouth was stuffed with a piece of meat. As her mouth instinctively closed, Vincent pulled out the fork, leaving the meat in her mouth.

“Hehe.” Vincent chuckled at the surprised and blushing Awa. “Do you want me to help you chew the meat?”

*Munch, munch* Awa slowly chewed on the warm and tasty meat. Her cheeks became red, showing how embarrassed Awa felt.

The reason? Well, Plow kept staring at Awa while licking her lips eagerly. On the other hand, Vincent gave Awa the impression he was prepared to help at a moment’s notice.

*Munch. Gulp* Awa swallowed the piece of meat. She saw Vincent touch her cup with his index finger. Inside of the cup shone green, and upon taking a glance, Awa could soon see the cup was refilled with water.

Awa grabbed the cup and drank the water without saying any kind of thanks. She felt this situation was forced on her because she was ready to die honorably. Yet Vincent kept trying to keep her alive.

After Awa placed the cup on the table, she complained, “How long are you of you going to keep staring at me?”

“Didn’t you say I can have your body, but not your heart?” Vincent showed a sly smirk. “Eat because your body is currently owned by me. Become healthy so that I can let you leave without thinking how long you can last alive.”

“Y-y-you do not need to feed me!” Awa angrily exclaimed.

[Hehe. She is getting feisty.]

“Fine. Enjoy the meal with your two hands then. ” Vincent said. He went over to Plow and extended his arm. *Tap* Green light shone when his hand touched Plow’s plate.

The more completed the food materialized, the more Plow drooled because of the smell. *Pho ?* “Vincent Vincent is the best.” Plow said while looking excitedly at the plate, materializing warm tasty meat.

Plow stared at the food keenly. The moment the light disappeared, Plow began eating blissfully.

‘More food? What kind of little fox monster am I looking at?’ Awa thought while slowly placing a piece of food in her mouth.

Awa frowned when noticing Vincent glancing at her. ‘Why is he looking at me again? I can eat by myself, even if lifting my arms is starting to tire me.’

‘But... what is wrong with this food? Is there some kind of poison inside? Why does it taste so good, and why do I want to take another bite? Why can’t I resist the temptation to stop?’

Vincent took a seat. She saw Awa chewing her food while looking at him. “Are you perhaps thinking about me?” He playfully asked.

*Munch, munch, gulp* “I won’t say human, but I was thinking if the food is poisoned.”

[Poisioned? This is getting interesting. I wonder what Awa is going to come up with next, hehe.]

“Poisoned? And why do you think that?” Vincent asked with his arms crossed.

“You must want to fatten your hungry fox and me to eat us later. That must be the reason you are providing us with so much food.”

Plow raised her ears. She looked at Vincent. “Is Awa Awa telling the truth? Does Vincent Vincent want to eat Plow?” *Pho?...*

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[Hahaha.] “Hahaha.” Both Vincent and Kazumi laughed until tears appeared in the corner of their eyes.

“What a hilarious idea you have in your mind Awa. Why would I need to give you more food than I can harvest from you if I am ever interested in your crazy assumption?”

Plow looked at Awa and frowned. “Awa Awa is a meanie. Plow is sad to be tricked...” *Pho...*

Plow looked at the meat on the plate in front of her making her lips salivate. She swiftly resumed eating while forgetting about Vincent offering a lot of food to fatten her little fox body and later eat her.

“Look here, Awa. ” Vincent said before summoning multiple plates on the table. One after the other, the plates were touched, and food was summoned on them.

Every new plate filled with food appearing on it astonished Awa more and more. She had never seen so much food on one table in her entire life.

“Do not worry, Awa. I am not a cannibal nor a person who likes to bite on bones.” Vincent casually said with a friendly smile.