Raised by his grandmother, Seo Gio could not bear to see anyone go hungry.
‘A student who looks high-school age at most is working without even being able to eat?’
Honestly, it felt more horrific than a natural disaster. Natural disasters were merely natural events Earth occasionally unleashed when it grew bored, but if a child was starving, that was humanity’s fault.
‘Unforgivable.’
Having once been a teacher, Gio felt an immense sense of responsibility.
“Does it taste all right?”
“It’s sooo delicious…!!”
“Seeing you enjoy it makes me happy. Excellent.”
Look at her eat.
‘I hope she leaves about five kilograms heavier.’
Few things could be happier than watching a young student relish food he had prepared.
‘She eats so heartily.’
Gio did not notice, but the cottage’s atmosphere warmed with the emotions of the one who could be called the forest’s master.
Already excited by the first feast of her life, Cha Ara noticed immediately.
‘…Oh, something feels lighter.’
The atmosphere seemed to have lightened from a funeral home to an intensive-care unit.
‘More importantly, this is incredibly delicious….’
Had Cha Ara been what she called an ‘educated Hunter,’ this strange phenomenon would instead have frightened her.
She vaguely suspected that the cottage was a dungeon and that Black Cloak before her was its master, but even then, dungeons whose environment changed according to their boss’s mood were uncommon.
A dungeon that changed to suit its boss’s mood was no different from a living creature. In other words, had Cha Ara known more, she might have concluded that she was presently eating inside the belly of a Monster called ‘Gio.’
But Cha Ara was overwhelmed by the miraculous goodwill that had suddenly approached her.
“Even the rice by itself is incredibly tasty. Um, is this… because the rice is good? Or is it this delicious because you cooked…