Ochoku casually waved his hand, putting on an unconcerned expression.
His gaze swept over the leftovers on the table, and he said casually, "What's the rush?"
"Cleaning this stuff up takes time too."
"I don't want to come back here tonight and find the table still covered in this mess."
Seeing this, Miss Bakkin helplessly curled her lips.
She shook her head lightly and muttered, "You old coot, you've really gotten addicted to living in seclusion."
"You're becoming more and more like an ordinary person!"
Hearing this, Ochoku immediately retorted, "An ordinary person?"
"Is there anything wrong with being an ordinary person?"
To be honest, Ochoku increasingly wanted to become a truly ordinary person.
Unfortunately, this world simply didn't allow it, nor did it give him the chance to become a truly ordinary person.
Ochoku's strength and background had doomed him to never be an ordinary person in his entire life!
Ochoku suddenly straightened up and said to Weevil, "Kid, do you remember the task I gave you earlier?"
"Bring all the prey back to me in two hours."
"What we can eat tonight depends on you!"
Weevil nodded lightly and said, "Leave it to me. You can rest assured!"
"After eating such bland food for several meals, it's time to have some meat!"
In fact, Weevil had long since been unable to stand it...
Following Ochoku, he had eaten plain porridge and simple side dishes every meal, with hardly any meat.
How could Weevil stand that?
As he spoke, Weevil picked up his blade and headed straight for the door.
Just then, Ochoku raised a hand to signal him to slow down.
Ochoku raised his brows and said with a faint smile, "Don't wipe out all the game in my mountains."
"After you leave, I'll be staying here for