Then What Do We Have to Be Polite About~!! / I'm Not Even Qualified to Learn About This Power Yet

They hadn't thought much of it at the time, but now that it had been brought up~~~

They really were getting a little hungry.

"Then let's have breakfast first."

Mog took in Shalnark and the others' reactions and smiled as he invited them.

"Ah, no need..."

Sarasa instinctively wanted to refuse.

But when she turned to look, she found that Chrollo and the others had no reaction.

"No need to refuse."

Mog smiled and had Uvogin fetch the food from upstairs. "I said it before: since we're filming together, the logistics definitely need to be properly taken care of."

Logistics? This was logistics? It had already started?

The group pondered the meaning behind Mog's words, while Shira gently spoke up. "Actually, we aren't..."

She wanted to say that they were all simply working together for the filming, putting their hearts into doing it well.

It wasn't for the sake of getting food or any sort of logistical support.

Only~~~

She found herself unable to continue.

Because~~~

"The chicken soup is here~!!!"

The Chicken Soup Is Here~!!!

"The chicken soup is here~!!!"

With his words muffled, Uvogin came downstairs carrying a massive basket in one hand and a huge bucket in the other.

An irresistibly alluring aroma mixed with all sorts of scents.

The basket in his left hand was filled with the fragrance of hearty meat, fresh vegetables, and white wheat flour made from refined wheat.

The bucket on his right held the rich, savory scent of slow-simmered chicken.

The two scents blended together into a wonderful fragrance that filled the entire room.

It constantly teased everyone's noses, throats, and appetites~~~

"Gulp."

Shalnark's throat was the first to fail the test, bobbing visibly.

The sound of him swallowing his saliva was exceptionally clear.

After swallowing, though, Shalnark felt a little embarrassed.

He had not yet developed the composure he would later have when faced with Uvogin's kisses, unable to resist and left with no choice but to passively accept them.

After realizing he had swallowed too loudly, he awkwardly scratched his head.

Fortunately, if it had only been one person, then it truly would have been his embarrassment alone.

But if there were others~~~

"Grrrrumble~~~"

A rumble of longing for food also came from Franklin's stomach beside him.

Shalnark immediately stopped feeling nervous.

Instead, Franklin's old face flushed red.

"I knew everyone might not have had breakfast yet~"

Mog said with an understanding smile, "So I made a little extra this time."

"Dat's right, dat's right..."

Uvogin continued speaking unclearly. "Dere's lotsa food..."

"You bastard, you were sneaking bites while carrying it, weren't you?!!"

Phinks accurately targeted Uvogin's mouth and his bulging cheeks.

"I didn't..."

Well, that settled it. This guy had definitely been sneaking food.

Phinks immediately stepped forward and took the basket from Uvogin's left hand.

Nobunaga was equally unceremonious as he relieved him of the bucket of soup on his right.

At once, the large white buns in the basket were revealed before everyone.

Their skins had soaked up the meat juices and puffed up, showing the orange-brown color of the meat within, along with hints of vegetable green.

The large bucket on the other side was filled with fresh yellow-white chicken soup, glistening with floating oil.

"There are meat buns and vegetable buns, and the fillings are all different. It depends on which kind you want..."

Before Mog could finish, Phinks had already casually grabbed a large meat bun and stuffed it into his mouth.

"Huff, huff, hot, so hot~!!"

The moment he bit down, scalding meat juice burst out and burned his mouth.

Even while grimacing and crying out about the heat, he stubbornly refused to spit it out.

"So delicious~!!"

The rich, oily fragrance filled his entire mouth, making him completely unwilling to spit it out.

These were not tiny steamed dumplings like a basket of Hangzhou soup dumplings. They were honest-to-goodness big meat buns.

For Phinks, eating one was already his limit.

Even so, his cheeks were stuffed full, and his eyebrowless eyes had narrowed into slits from the deliciousness.

Uvogin had sneaked bites, and Phinks had dug in, so Feitan and Machi did not stand on ceremony either.

Each of them took a meat bun and a vegetable bun and began eating.

Nobunaga even found the shell of a black coconut fruit left over from before, using it as a bowl to ladle himself some chicken soup.

He swayed his head as he drank it.

Sluuurp~!

It was both the sound of Nobunaga slurping chicken soup and the sound of Shalnark nearly drooling.

"Since it was specially prepared to treat us..."

Sarasa licked her lips and was the first to step forward without ceremony.

"Then what do we have to be polite about~!!"

The lively girl was the first to come over, pick up a bun, and stuff it into her mouth.

Crunch.

"So fragrant~!!"

After one bite, her eyes immediately sparkled.

The rich fragrance was so intense it practically made her tongue melt away!!

At once, she forgot all about a girl's restraint and grace and began wolfing down the bun.

With Sarasa setting such a fine example and happily digging in.

Mog did nothing else, while Uvogin and Phinks both kept reaching into the basket for more.

The others could no longer hold themselves back either.

Shalnark and Franklin immediately stepped forward as well.

Chrollo thoughtfully took out the steaming buns, let them cool slightly, then handed them to Pakunoda and Shira.

Soon, the only sound left in the room was a group of people chewing buns.

Naturally, Mog was no exception. He took two meat buns and sat down beside Chrollo.

"How does it taste?"

"It's very good."

Chrollo ate very elegantly, politely answering only after swallowing both the dough and filling in his mouth.

"Did you make this from plants too, Mog?"

"Just call me Mog. Yes, just like what you saw that day at Church."

Mog answered openly.

There was nothing he could not tell others, especially since they would be filming together and would basically all be eating meals like this together.

Questions like this were naturally unavoidable.

Besides, Chrollo had personally seen how Mog created food that day.

"How miraculous..."

Chrollo's delicate little face was filled with curiosity. "How did you do it!?"

I Wasn't Even Qualified to Learn About This Power Yet

Chrollo's clear eyes were full of thirst for knowledge.

Ever since he had witnessed Mog's miraculous method at Church, shattering his understanding of the world.

That curiosity had remained in Chrollo's heart.

One important reason he had agreed to cooperate with Mog was that he wanted to resolve this doubt in his heart.

"This~~~"

Mog looked Chrollo up and down, then curled his lips. "You'll know once you grow up."