I'm No MOTH Hero

Early the next morning, Lin woke up against Kiana's fragrant chest, spat out what was in his mouth, yawned, and got up to prepare breakfast.

Even after becoming beings akin to gods of Earth, there were still things girls could not handle, such as food.

Lin did not know whether it was a matter of bloodline or because they had always had people around to take care of them, but Kiana and Bianca's cooking could only be described as leaving one speechless. If they brought out a vegetable dish and a meat dish from the kitchen and set them on the table, no one could tell which was which. Feeding it to pets would count as animal abuse, while feeding it to other people would be considered murder.

Of course, it was not as though Kiana could not produce anything edible. For example, last night, she had made some "food" using the powers of the Herrscher of Death and the Herrscher of Flames.

"Haah... Lin... what are we having for breakfast?" By the time the simple breakfast was nearly done, Kiana wandered into the kitchen wearing nothing but a thin shirt, yawning as she unceremoniously reached into it to scratch her chest.

"Fried eggs and milk." Lin placed the perfectly shaped fried eggs onto a plate, then slapped Kiana's hand as she pulled it from her shirt and reached for one. "Wash your hands."

Kiana gave an embarrassed smile, then went to the bathroom to wash her hands before sitting down at the dining table with Lin.

Halfway through breakfast, Kiana chewed on half a fried egg speared on her fork and mumbled to Lin, "Lin, don't you think it's a little slow?"

"What is a little slow?" Unlike Kiana's ravenous eating, Lin quietly sent pieces of fried egg into