"What's wrong, Big Brother Nameless?" Erza looked puzzled. Then, as though something had occurred to her, her expression suddenly fell. Lowering her head, she said in disappointment, "So the food I made really is that awful after all? Even though I worked so hard on it..." As she spoke, a film of tears seemed to rise in her eyes. She looked ready to cry.
"Of course not!! How could that possibly be true?! How could anything Erza made be awful?!" Alarmed, Achill immediately scrambled to deny it. "I was just stunned by your cooking skills, Erza! I hadn't recovered yet! Yes, exactly! I just hadn't recovered!!" He wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, thinking how close that had been. Still, he really had been stunned! Yes, that was right—stunned!
"Really, Big Brother Nameless?!!" Sure enough, Erza's face instantly brightened, all her disappointment vanishing! She immediately held the plate of food she had so carefully prepared out to Achill and said delightedly, "Then you have to eat every last bite!!" Her eyes shone as she stared intently at his face, clearly intending to watch him eat it mouthful by mouthful. Then, as though remembering something, she added, "I could feed you myself, too, Big Brother Nameless!"
"Ha, haha, well, um, uh, I don't think that'll be necessary, Erza? Uh, please don't look so disappointed already. It's not that I won't eat your food. I'm... I just wanted... yes, what I mean is, you don't need to feed me. I can eat it myself..." Forcing a smile uglier than a grimace, Achill accepted the plate with tremendous difficulty under her unwavering gaze. With even greater difficulty, he picked up a lump of some unidentified black substance with his chopsticks. He swallowed hard and brought it to his mouth, but after a