Good Food Heals Everything

North 2

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Just as Lia was about to say something, the door to the room was suddenly opened, interrupting her.

Galan, are you awake?

Before Frog even showed himself, his voice had already reached Galan and Lia's ears.

This drew their gazes involuntarily to the entrance.

The emerald necklace around his neck shimmered and trembled in the air. Frog walked in, scratching a tuft of blond hair on his head and carrying a large bag of unknown contents in the other. He was truly heartless; he didn't seem to understand that he, an injured man, needed quiet to recover. Old Frog, if this were a hospital, you'd probably be kicked out by the nurses long ago. "Oh, you're awake! I knew you were in good health; you were sure you'd wake up today."

He walked in and greeted Lia naturally. The two seemed to know each other quite well. I wonder what they had gone through while I was unconscious.

After greeting everyone, Frog looked around the room, found an empty chair, moved it to his bedside, and plopped down on it.

Galan also glanced at the bag he was holding and asked, puzzled:

"Hmm? So what did you bring? You're carrying it around like a treasure."

"Guess what? This is a specialty of [Äußerst]!"

"Specialty products? Are they food?"

Seeing that the other party nodded in confirmation, Galan's foodie spirit was instantly rekindled.

Humans can never be separated from the topic of food, no matter the era.

Lia also cast a curious glance at the bag in Frog's hand, seemingly intrigued.

What could it be?

Does [Äußerst] have any special products? I don't think I've ever heard of them before.

He leaned over and carefully checked the surroundings, trying to see what was going on, but he couldn't detect any clues.

Perhaps it was because the bag was too thick, and also because it wasn't a product with a strong odor to begin with.

In short, Galan can conclude that this is definitely not roast chicken, roast duck, or any other strongly flavored dish.

What else could it be?

Could it be pastries or something...?

... If you can't guess, stop keeping me in suspense, so what is it?

He eventually gave up; it was better to give him a riddle than to make him guess such nonsensical things.

Seeing Galan's expression as he pondered deeply but couldn't come up with an answer, Frog looked quite pleased with himself. He then stopped teasing and revealed the answer:

"It's bread! It's from the best restaurant in town! Don't give me that 'it's just bread' look!"

"There are different levels of quality among breads, and the food at that shop was absolutely delicious! I've been looking forward to having it in the city the whole way, but it seems like this is the only bread I can pack for you."

When Frog revealed what looked like a baguette in the bag, Galan immediately lost interest, and even showed a look of disgust in his eyes.

It wasn't that he intentionally hurt Frog's feelings, but he himself had eaten this stuff so much he was sick of it and simply couldn't muster any appetite for it.

I remember every morning before work, I would buy a packaged sandwich or bread from the convenience store downstairs and rush to the office. That kind of quick and easy food was practically made for a working stiff like me. What a terrible memory...

"Miss Lia, why don't you try some?"

Although Galan didn't seem particularly interested in it, Frog noticed that Lia kept staring at the exposed piece of bread, as if she really wanted to eat it.

So he took out a piece of bread and handed it to Lia.

Perhaps because Elves rarely come into contact with human food, Lia has a strong curiosity about this baked good.

She took it with both hands, carefully examining the grooves and sheen of the bread. The rich aroma of wheat wafted into her nose, urging her to take a small bite.

It's not tasty!

Her eyes sparkled, a stark contrast to her gaze when she spoke with Galan. She seemed completely stunned, her pupils slightly dilated, her small mouth lingering as she chewed, as if she were savoring a priceless delicacy.

Is it really necessary?

It's just a loaf of bread, isn't it?

Looking at Lia's almost exaggerated reaction, Galan thought to himself.

But to be honest, good food really is a healing thing. I'll take Lia to that restaurant Frog mentioned sometime. Judging from the looks of it, she shouldn't refuse my invitation.

Seeing that the bread he brought suited Lia's taste, Frog was no longer saddened. He took out two croissants and handed one to Galan.

"Hey, even if it's not to your taste, you still have to eat something, right? You've been sleeping for so long and haven't eaten anything at all."

Frog gave him an expression that brooked no refusal, as if Galan would immediately pull out a gun and point it at his forehead if he didn't accept the bread he offered.

However, he was indeed a little hungry. He rubbed his rumbling stomach, Galan still couldn't resist the temptation of the food's aroma.

"That's true, thank you very much."

He took the bread, glanced at it briefly, and thought it wasn't anything special, then took a big bite.

Galan was really starving, and he wolfed down his food, unlike Lia who was still somewhat reserved. He just wanted to fill his stomach as soon as possible.

But the moment his lips and teeth touched the bread, the rich, balanced aroma of milk and wheat filled his mind, making him lose his senses.

Tasty!

What Frog said earlier was indeed not an exaggeration.

That's so much better than any of the cheap convenience store food I've ever had before!

Galan's eyes suddenly lit up, and after a brief pause, she immediately resumed her eating, munching away without stopping. "Hmph, I told you, but you didn't believe me."

Seeing Galan's performance, Frog said smugly.

The bag was placed on the bedside table for the two of them to take.

Soon, the two of them finished off a large bag of various kinds of bread.

"Hmm, what are your plans next, Su~?"

Galan sucked on his fingers and looked at Frog with satisfaction.

"Actually, you could have finished licking before talking to me...::"

9

He rubbed his forehead, unsure what to say. "There are women here, can't you be a little more mindful of your image?"

Based on yesterday's hero-saves-the-damsel-in-distress scene, I was starting to think there might be something going on between you two. You should at least leave a good impression on people.