The braised rabbit was ready, and a rich aroma wafted from the pot. Even Little Fox, who had already eaten its fill, couldn't help opening its eyes to look.
Ooh... it smells so good...
It gazed longingly at the pot and patted its bulging little belly.
Unfortunately, it couldn't eat another bite.
It sighed regretfully, but perked up again and edged closer to the pot-
Even if I can't eat any, I can still smell it!
Who knew that little brat was such a good cook? I'm so jealous. I wish I could make delicious food too!
Oh, I can't. I'm just a little fox.
As it pondered this, a small bowl suddenly landed in front of it, and the rank smell of raw offal assaulted its sensitive nose.
"Eat."
Little Uraume suppressed his irritation, planted his hands on his hips, and set the rabbit's innards in front of Little Fox with an air of condescension.
Hmph. Lucky you.
Although he disliked Little Fox, since the young master wanted to keep it, he couldn't actually let it starve.
He could always fatten it up and put it in the pot later.
Little Fox stared at the bowl in front of it, utterly stunned.
He actually gave me raw innards!
It sprang up and darted three feet away, its white fur bristling until it looked like a big, puffed-up dumpling. Every inch of it radiated rejection.
I'm not eating something that stinks like that.
I want cooked food!
Like what's in that pot!
It immediately fled the little bowl, trotting around behind Sukuna to reach the other side of the pot.
Then it sat down very properly, raised its head, looked at its beautiful young master, and let out an exceptionally elegant, dignified cry-
"Yip~~!"
Sukuna: "..."
Little Uraume: "..."
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