Combat Mindset

Dinner at the Queen household was not particularly pleasant.

Tony Stark had never been willing to attend this kind of "gathering," so he had not come to the Queen house as a guest.

Yinsen also noticed that Oliver's mother and her current husband seemed to have some conflict. Though they concealed it well, the atmosphere still became awkward from time to time.

The only one acting normally was Thea, who had been training with Tenten. She ate happily, and although her table manners remained elegant, there was no hiding her astonishing appetite.

"Could you pass me the salt?"

Yinsen glanced at the salt shaker in front of him, resisted the urge to use Mage Hand, and picked it up before placing it beside Thea.

"Thanks."

At that moment, Moira noticed her daughter's exaggerated appetite. This was already her second steak.

"Thea?"

Her daughter's sudden surge in appetite was clearly not normal. Moira had not been in a good mood to begin with, but her refined upbringing demanded that she not lose her composure in front of guests.

"What is it, Mom?"

"I noticed that your appetite has suddenly increased quite a bit lately."

Her daily training load was enormous, and the mental exhaustion was even more severe. At times like this, eating a great deal was the only way to replenish the physical strength and nutrition she lacked.

If Thea's figure had not shown any obvious changes, Moira would probably have asked far more directly.

Even as things stood, she had misunderstood.

Overall, she was quite satisfied with Yinsen.

He was handsome, and his family background seemed decent enough. He was just a little young; boys his age probably did not yet understand what responsibility meant.

Still, she did not object to contact between the two young people. She even