During dinner, Viska sat beside me—well, that referred to her body, which was currently in an out-of-body state. Ice Sister herself was still stuck inside my soul. It was obvious that Viska was deeply resentful of her current condition. Her greatest hobbies had always been eating, drinking, having fun, and messing around. Now all four were gone, and the first-ranked one—"eating"—was immediately impossible. What could be sadder than watching your family noisily enjoy a grand meal while you could only sit beside them? Watching yourself watch your family noisily enjoy a grand meal. Anyone who couldn't parse that sentence could go home and draw a formula.
"Say, what's the point of sitting beside me?" I negotiated with Viska inside my soul. "How about I help your body back to its room for a rest? Maybe if the body sleeps, you'll be able to go back..."
The main reason I said that was because having an expressionless Ice Sister sitting next to me was just too much pressure. How I missed the lively version of Viska, clutching a drumstick with her mouth full of grease while arguing with Qian Qian about whether Earth or Mars was rounder!
"If I can't eat, I can't even watch?" Viska huffed. "I'll just smell the food, all right?"
"What can you smell right now?" I couldn't help muttering. "You're basically just a pure soul..."
Sandora looked at me, then at Viska's body, and suddenly picked up a slice of meat from her bowl and stuffed it into the latter's mouth. "There. Eat."
A body in an out-of-body state still had basic mobility and a faint consciousness, so it instinctively started chewing. In my head, I heard Viska swallowing—how did a soul even make that sound?—followed by her furious voice. "What the hell is the point?