Lanchi Ate Lunch Until Dinner

The soft, languid afternoon light made the air by the restaurant windows seem almost dreamy.

As dish after delicious dish was served, Lanchi and Talia gradually let down their guard.

"Ah."

Lanchi cut off a piece of pan-fried veal with his fork, dipped it in rich sauce, and brought it to Talia's lips.

Talia bashfully opened her cherry-red mouth. A spoon soon fed the food into it, while a hand held beneath the spoon kept anything from falling onto her.

Their overly intimate behavior drew either envious or teasing looks from those around them, but Lanchi and Talia had no attention to spare for them.

Focusing solely on each other already consumed all their mental energy.

Even so, Talia found it hard to relax as she had before. Her whole body remained tense.

Even though Lanchi was very reserved as he fed her, she still felt as though he were holding her.

But Lanchi was so gentle when he fed her that she felt as if she were about to melt.

Talia began screaming inwardly without end—

She felt that she must have gone mad. Somehow bewitched, she had actually sat on Lanchi and let him feed her.

As he fed her, Lanchi occasionally wiped the corners of her mouth with a napkin. Whenever she was about to feel thirsty, he would ask in advance whether she wanted something to drink.

At first, she sat perfectly upright. But as the meal dragged on, Talia gradually seemed to grow tired. She tried to empty her mind and reduce her embarrassment, doing nothing but open her mouth and chew in cooperation with Lanchi.

As the hands of the clock moved, the sun slowly slanted westward.

The midday sun grew fiercer, and the gold gradually took on an orange hue.

With a beauty