A Terrifying Breakfast!

In the enormous dining room, the only sound was Mrs. Oliver's devout prayer.

Everyone clasped their hands, bowed their heads, and half-closed their eyes, pretending to pray.

Sannomiya Airi discreetly surveyed the room and the servants, then turned her attention to the most important person there: Mrs. Oliver.

Never mind the Divine Grace she wielded; just take one look at her enormous, muscular frame, and you'd know she was more than a match for anyone.

She was practically the Eight-Foot Lady from Japanese folklore!

Mrs. Oliver's prayer was a long one. She recited it for a full three minutes.

"I'm about to fall asleep listening to this!"

Li Yintong muttered. The woman's voice was even more soporific than a university professor's lecture.

"Please, everyone, enjoy your meal!"

Mrs. Oliver smiled faintly.

The servants immediately stepped forward and lifted the covers from the plates in front of everyone.

A delicious aroma filled the room.

"Looks pretty good!"

Lin Baici sniffed.

On the plates in front of them was a selection of breakfast pastries: a doughnut, a croissant, and a small cake decorated with a cherry.

It was quite a generous spread.

Mrs. Oliver said no more. She gestured for them to eat, then picked up the little cake in front of her and put it in her mouth.

The cake was tiny. Next to her cavernous mouth, it looked almost ridiculously dainty, making for a bizarre contrast.

Everyone looked at one another, unsure whether to eat, then turned to Lin Baici.

Lin Baici shrugged.

Seeing that Mrs. Oliver had chosen the cake, he picked one too and put it in his mouth.

God of Gluttony hadn't commented on it, so it should be fine!

Lin Baici bit down.

What was that texture?

Why did it feel so strange?

Lin Baici's brow