"I don't want to hear your flattery." Tamamo Mae grumbled while chewing on bread.
But somehow, she suddenly put down the bread and dry-heaved several times, covering her mouth.
Fujiwara Reya thought she was choking and joked, "It's not your first time eating Western bread, do you have to be in such a rush?"
"It's not like that," Tamamo Mae wiped her mouth with a napkin, frowning, "Lately, I don't know why, but I always feel like I haven't gotten enough sleep, have no appetite, and for three or four days in a row I've woken up feeling nauseous, wanting to eat something sour..."
Her voice faded away, she seemed to realize something, and froze.
When she came back to her senses, Fujiwara Reya was already kneeling in front of her, staring intensely at her: "Can you be sure?"
"..."
Tamamo Mae's face instantly turned crimson.
