"Glug-glug-glug-glug-glug—"
The milky soup in the clay pot bubbled away, making a pleasant, delicate sound as its aroma filled the entire room.
Lin Yu sat on a sofa so soft he felt as though he might sink into it completely. Looking around the simply styled Apartment, decorated almost entirely in black, white, and gray, he asked, "So... have the two of us been living here in this world all this time? Is this a house it assigned to you, or did you earn it yourself?"
Although it was not particularly large, Lin Yu could tell that, whether because of its location or its decor, this Apartment was not cheap.
In the open kitchen, Lin Zhao was using a blowtorch to caramelize the top of a pudding. Holding the torch in one hand, she answered, "Of course I earned it myself. This place is boring, and there isn't much to do, so I had no choice but to figure out how to make money and enjoy life—while also letting the 'you' in this world live well. I know he's only an Impostor, but what could I do? He has your face, after all."
Lin Yu sounded a little helpless when he heard that. "How did you discover that he was an Impostor?"
"Because his love for acting, theater, and movies was far too hollow. And his acting was terrible! Well, it was actually pretty good—probably the best 'acting' the World Will of the Gray Domain could come up with. But unfortunately, compared to the real you, he was still far behind." Lin Zhao let out a breath and switched off the blowtorch. "Aha, done. Caramel cream pudding."
Lin Zhao picked up the two saucers holding the pudding cups. She placed one on the coffee table in front of Lin Yu, then