NOVPUBThe afternoon light was soft and lazy, making the air by the restaurant window all the more lingering.
As delicious dishes were served, Lanci and Talia gradually let go of their reservations.
"Ah."
Lanci cut a piece of tender veal with his fork, dipped it in a rich sauce, and brought it to Talia’s lips.
Blushing, Talia opened her cherry lips, and soon a spoonful of food was fed to her, with a hand poised beneath the spoon to ensure no food fell on her.
These overly intimate actions drew envious or teasing looks from others, but Lanci and Talia had no time to care.
They were so focused on each other that they used up all their mental energy.
Despite this, Talia’s body remained tense and she found it hard to relax as before.
Lanci, feeding her, kept his movements conservative, yet she felt as if she were being embraced by him.
But Lanci feeding her was really gentle, making her feel like she was melting.
Talia’s heart screamed continuously.
She thought she must be crazy, to whimsically sit on Lanci’s lap and let him feed her.
Lanci fed her, occasionally wiping her lips with a napkin, and just as she was about to feel thirsty, Lanci would ask if she wanted a drink.
Initially sitting up straight, but as time passed, Talia seemed tired, tried to empty her mind to lessen the shame, just opening her mouth and chewing following Lanci’s lead.
As the clock’s hands moved, the sun began to slope westward.
The afternoon sun became more intense, gradually taking on a shade of orange-gold.
With his beauty nestling in his arms, Lanci’s heart pounded like a drum.
At this point, Lanci felt she really was like a soft, fluffy cat, no, more like a large cat.
After all, the weight on his legs was real.
"Tata, you aren’t 52.6 kilograms now, are you?"
Lanci quietly asked himself.
"!"
Talia suddenly snapped back to reality, her cheeks flushed as she glared up at him.
"You pervert! Are you secretly feeling my weight..."
She suspected that every time she jumped on him, he could sense her weight.
She admitted that since coming to the Poseen Kingdom, she had been eating every day, and she had lacked exercise since merging with the Great Love Poet.
But accurately stating her weight like that, it was hard not to suspect Lanci had an issue!
"Who told you to keep jumping on me, aside from Cat Boss, it’s just you doing this."
Lanci muttered quietly.
He could never guess what this old lady would do next; every time he was with her, it seemed to end up like this.
"..."
Talia had nothing to say but continued eating the food Lanci fed her.
Thinking it over, she touched her stomach; she hadn’t gained weight, indicating the extra pounds weren’t a big deal.
"Fufu."
Lanci seemed to have noticed her actions and her current thoughts, looking at her hand and couldn’t help but laugh.
"What are you looking at?"
Talia, full of wariness, stared at Lanci, shrinking slightly.
Though Lanci’s quirks were odd, he surely wouldn’t also want to touch her stomach then ridicule her.
"You’re right, but this is Talia, weight 52.6, height 168, age 800 from the Demon Race, has Mind Reading Technique, Reflective Damage, excels at Curse, carries Mind Control, and she’s very good-looking, even gets an Original Slabs boost when she switches poses, also has True Damage, then, she can use the Great Love Poet’s Wardrobe Magic, likes wearing short skirt school outfits, and then just feed her and she goes ah ah ah ah ah!"
Lanci had already started mocking, then he was cut off midway as Talia pinched his waist, eliciting a scream.
"Just feed me properly."
Talia resentfully declared.
If it weren’t for still sitting in his lap, she really would’ve pinned him down on the couch!
But doing that, they would definitely have to be hauled away.
The light in the restaurant constantly changed angles, the distant river surface also coated in a golden-orange hue, only the two of them tirelessly feeding each other.
Until the sun gradually sank, dyeing the sky and the earth a magnificent orange-red.
The Kolong Zhiriqiao Inn Restaurant had seen many customers coming and going.
At this time, guests likely came for dinner. 𝖓𝔬𝔳𝔭𝔲𝔟.𝖈𝖔𝔪
And Lanci and Talia’s lunch was finally nearing its end.
The restaurant’s signature dessert followed.
Chestnut cake made from fresh chestnut paste from Aquidans Mountain in the Poseen Kingdom tasted purely sweet upon the first bite.
Lanci cut it carefully, feeding Talia piece by piece.
The cake base was coated with crispy almond flakes, with fresh raspberry puree as the main ingredient, repeatedly whipped until it was soft and light as a cloud, each bite tasting of the sweet and sour of raspberries.
Looking at the near-finished lunch, both felt almost liberated.
Accompanied by post-meal black coffee and floral tea, Lanci and Talia concluded this feast.
"Welcome both of you, come again!"
Before leaving, a waiter presented them with an exquisitely packaged tea treat gift box from the restaurant, which Talia took with flushed cheeks and left.
"..."
When Lanci and Talia stepped out of the restaurant at five in the afternoon, Parriet was already draped in an evening glow.
They strolled along the street, the ancient buildings densely packed, the stone brick walls appearing especially warm under the sunset.
They were no longer holding hands, even far apart.
It seemed that being a little closer to each other would remind them of the feeling of being imprisoned all afternoon.
Gradually, the two walked out of the bustling city center, turned into a rarely trodden path.
