“So.”
Yoo Seongwoon smiled with a resigned expression.
“You’re turning that man into a pig?”
“I am pleased that you understand so well.”
“I couldn’t help understanding. I nearly became a pig myself…”
“I apologize if my attempt felt discourteous.”
“No, the meal was truly delicious.”
He continued with his placid smile.
“Though I did feel as if I were in slight danger.”
The danger that the human race itself might change.
‘Or that my stomach would burst and kill me.’
Perhaps because their generation had endured the difficult era of the Great Cataclysm, older people from that period were exceptionally fixated on fattening children. Gio gave off a vaguely similar impression.
‘Mostly in the way he keeps giving people food without end…’
If Yoo Seongwoon had not encountered the mermaid princess back then, he probably would not have escaped the endless cycle of meals and snacks either. He felt that way despite most Hunters having rather large stomachs.
“…I know you’ll handle it well, but that man will eat even less than I do. Don’t make him overeat.”
“I did not intend to make him overeat either… but I made a mistake. He suffered indigestion.”
“It’s surprising that anyone could suffer indigestion even after eating food that heavenly. Still, I suppose too much of anything is bad.”
“Heavenly is far more praise than I deserve. But he looked so wonderful eating with such enjoyment that I believe I pressured him too much.”
“He probably did enjoy it so much that he didn’t even realize he was full. Even among Association researchers, most are…