In the silent study, only a faint rustling could be heard.
The source of that sound was Toby, his head buried in the plate of dried fish on the desk.
It had to be said that the dried fish Azaz cooked smelled utterly enticing. Even Angel, who considered his self-control quite good, could not stop saliva from gathering in his mouth.
Though his brain kept sending out signals: I want to eat it, I really want to eat it!
His stomach, having just undergone the baptism of the Glutinous Bud Tree fruit, was using every ounce of strength to reject any food intake.
Angel could only drool in silence, unable to take a bite.
Toby also understood Angel's predicament of wanting to eat but being unable to, which was why he dared to feast so brazenly before him. Once he had eaten his fill, Toby even handed Angel a dried fish and leisurely shook it: Here, have one.
Looking at Toby's irritating expression, Angel lowered his voice. "Don't go too far."
Toby did not care about Angel's threat in the slightest, putting on a helpless look of having been rejected: Since you don't appreciate it, I'll eat it myself.
Watching Toby's arrogant, smug appearance, Angel's teeth itched with hatred.
Ever since this fellow successfully weathered his tribulation, he had become more and more mischievous... Angel narrowed his eyes, thinking that he absolutely could not indulge this fellow.
With that thought, when Toby provoked him a second time by offering him a dried fish, Angel took it directly. Under Toby's stunned gaze, Angel did not eat it, instead putting it into his bracelet.
Toby immediately panicked. He flew in front of Angel and chirped away for quite a while.
"What are you saying? I don't understand bird language."
Toby was so