Chef

Lunch is ready.

The dining room and kitchen are connected. As the residents at the table were explaining the science of night to Yu Xing, a hoarse and ethereal voice drifted out from the kitchen.

Immediately afterwards, the chef, carrying the dish, walked out of the kitchen with his head down.

Yu Xing looked over with some curiosity.

The kitchen door wasn't low, so he certainly didn't need to bend over to walk, but the chef he'd never met before actually bent down and squeezed his head through the door frame.

That was a very, very tall person.

With heavy steps, the tall chef carried a plate of red meat to the table and placed it near Daisy.

Even as the other person looked down, Yu Xing continued to watch.

The chef was completely covered in tattered black cloth, even his head was wrapped in black cloth, layer upon layer, just like a black version of a mummy.

This guy was not only tall, but also very thin, with an unnatural hunchback. Even so, he was over 2.4 meters tall. The flesh on his face was taut and sunken, revealing the shape of his bones.

"Oh, this meat..." Mino looked at it with a hint of disgust. "Was its raw material that disgusting fugitive?"

The chef's eyes were a deep, dark sea blue. Upon hearing this, he glanced at Mino with a cool, detached look, his eyes seeming to hold the turmoil of the deep sea. He said in a low, hoarse voice, "When he's turned into food, all that matters is the pursuit of deliciousness."

Mino felt uncomfortable under the chef's gaze and didn't comment on the meat.

Yu Xing understood what was going on when he saw this.

Although these people are all Daisy's residents on the surface, there are differences in status, or rather, power, among them.

When the dish of meat was served, most people looked displeased, but Mino was the only one who dared to speak her mind. She had just answered Daisy's question without any hesitation, and Daisy was used to it.

Even so, Mino became much more restrained in front of the chef, and everyone else remained silent, clearly showing that no one dared to offend the chef.

Yu Xing caught a glimpse of Xixi rolling her eyes at the plate of meat.

By the way, when they were on the sofa, Xixi also told him that it was best not to go into the kitchen, implying that she was wary of the chef.

Even the hotel owner's daughter is wary of the chef; this chef probably has a hidden, terrifying side.

The lunch, which had been prepared for a long time, was naturally more than just one plate of meat. After the meat was placed on the table, the chef went back and forth between the table and the kitchen several times, bringing out eight or nine dishes.

With both meat and vegetables, and a bright, sweet flavor, the dish looked very appealing. Judging from Yu Xing's discerning eye, the chef must be a professional.

These dishes look like a lot, but if divided among eight or nine people, there won't be much left, so it's not a waste.

"Here you go." The last thing the chef brought out was a main dish of cheese.

He placed two slices of cheese in front of everyone, and finally finished his work. He sat down in his seat, number 03, right next to Xixi.

Xixi had probably gotten used to it by now, and after Daisy announced that they could start eating, she nonchalantly froze, her knife and fork frozen solid.

Yu Xing was also presented with a knife and fork, indicating that the hotel's dining customs were undoubtedly Western.

His attention remained focused on the chef. If the others could be considered normal, and Mr. Mummy was just an ordinary skinny man who had wrapped himself up, then the chef was the only deformed one.

And the chef isn't ugly at all.

On the contrary, apart from his sunken cheeks due to lack of flesh, his features were very handsome. One could imagine how outstanding he would be if he were a little chubby, especially his deep blue eyes.

It gives people a very contradictory feeling.

"Yuri, don't be shy, eat." Daisy paid close attention to Yu Xing, after all, he was a new "toy." Her smile returned. "If you don't want to eat Mr. Fugitive, then eat something else; it's all normal ingredients."

The chef's cold gaze followed.

He didn't refute Daisy's words, but his eyes clearly said: This is no longer a fugitive, but a delicious meal I made.

"The chef's cooking is still so good, it's so delicious!" Little Rosie sat on the chair, her short legs barely touching the ground, swaying back and forth. The doll behind her was also in a sitting position, its legs stretched out straight and stiff.

The chef's gaze finally softened a little, and he said in a hoarse voice, "Little Rosie, eat more. I'm looking forward to you growing up."

"Hehe." Little Rosie still had chubby cheeks and looked very cute. Her knife and fork naturally reached for the plate of red meat. "I don't like the fugitive uncle, but he seems to have become a lot better after he turned into food!"

Yu Xing kept a close eye on the expressions of the people at the table.

He noticed that the masked man's face twitched subtly, while Xixi looked at Little Rosie with an indescribable expression. The rest of the people seemed relatively calm, but only Daisy, Little Rosie, and the mummy's own chef reached for the plate of meat with their chopsticks.

Dressed in a formal suit, Calodi didn't even glance at the plate of meat.

Everyone was eating, Yu Xing joined in. He couldn't help but eat meat; the potatoes, beef chunks, and peas were all delicious, making him, who hadn't eaten anything for two months, feel very satisfied.

"Newcomer, the chef's cooking is really delicious. You're new here, don't you want to try every dish?" The masked man quieted down for a while, then started making things difficult for Yu Xing again.

Yu Xing could understand why he did this. Obviously, the fact that Mask Face could stay at the hotel instead of being used as food was also due to his relationship with Daisy.

Now that Yu Xing has arrived, it means that the Mask Face's advantage is gone, and its chances of survival have been greatly reduced.

After all, Daisy never hid her ruthless nature of falling in love with every man she met.

"Of course, I haven't eaten anything in a long time, I've gotten so thin from hunger." Yu Xing smiled.

He certainly doesn't look very muscular.

The Mask Face sized him up, his disdain deepening. "Then don't waste the chef's hard work?"

He wanted Yu Xing to eat that plate of meat, hoping that Yu Xing unable to overcome her inner turmoil and embarrass herself.

There have been instances before where a newcomer favored by Daisy vomited on the spot after learning what he was eating, instantly disgusted by Daisy, and ultimately chosen as the next ingredient.

Yu Xing blinked.

The chef seemed unconcerned about their undercurrent of competition for Daisy's bed, but when food was mentioned, he suddenly became attentive, and at that moment, he would intentionally or unintentionally glance in their direction with his blue eyes.

An idea popped into Yu Xing's mind. Under the surprised gazes of several people, he actually forked back a piece of red meat for himself and put it directly into his mouth without the slightest hesitation.

After swallowing, Yu Xing smiled and squinted her eyes, "It really is delicious. I admit, this is the most delicious meal I've ever had in my life. The chef is amazing."