After changing the dressings for Habutae and Nishijin-ori, Duan Mu turned around and went into the kitchen.
Before long, he came out carrying four bowls of noodles on a tray.
"You know how to cook, so why do you always make noodles?" Uzuki asked.
"Convenience."
"Tch."
Duan Mu handed two bowls of noodles to Habutae and Nishijin-ori, then asked curiously, "By the way, what did you eat in West District 80?"
Ordinary souls only needed to drink water to sustain themselves, but everyone who could remain in District 80 possessed spiritual pressure and would feel hunger. Even if these people liked chopping others up, they should still need to eat, right?
Besides, Duan Mu couldn't imagine anyone risking their life to open a restaurant in West District 80.
"What's so difficult about eating?"
Habutae looked at Duan Mu in confusion. "There isn't much else in District 80, but there are still plenty of people."
"..."
Duan Mu froze, then disgustedly spat the noodles in his mouth back out.
"Hahaha, I was only joking!!" Seeing his reaction, Habutae burst out laughing. "There are still plenty of animals in the wild. The reason the boss, who liked being alone, took me in back then was because he wanted someone to help him hunt."
"Of course, there are also a few lunatics who like eating people. But even among the residents of West District 80, such people are considered oddities. Then there are a few who eat people simply to save trouble, because humans are easy to preserve. They don't rot before turning into spirit particles."
"...I suddenly regret talking to you two."
Duan Mu sighed and continued eating the noodles in his bowl.
"Speaking of eating people..."
"That's enough." Duan Mu said irritably, "Please, just let me finish this bowl of noodles."