Faced with your question, Silver Wolf instantly broke out in a cold sweat. But you did not make things difficult for her, defusing the awkwardness with a simple, "Don't let it happen again."
Next, you asked Silver Wolf whether there was anywhere nearby to cook. After learning that the amusement park had a restaurant once used to serve visitors, along with the food supplies she had stockpiled there, you personally went over and put together dinner.
As a canary in high society's social circles, you often interacted with wealthy ladies and had deeply grasped the principle that to win a woman's heart, one must first win her stomach. Thus, you had developed excellent culinary skills.
Silver Wolf watched eagerly as you prepared a lavish dinner, and her mood instantly became pleasant. After all, as an ultimate shut-in, her daily diet consisted of snacks and prepackaged fast food. Those things were fine a few times, but eating them too often became tiresome.
Now that she had you, Silver Wolf felt that at the very least, she would no longer have to worry about food and drink in the future. She could peacefully be a shut-in who coasted through life and lived off her brother.
You merely smiled without saying anything and quietly used the ingredients here to prepare a lavish dinner.
Don't let Silver Wolf's small stature fool you—she had quite the appetite. After eating her fill, she immediately dragged you off to try several games that required friends to play together.
She was still as bad at games as she was addicted to them, but that night, you did not urge her as you had before to get into bed before midnight. Instead, you stayed up with her all night, until her eyelids grew heavy and she fell asleep with