He exaggeratedly expressed his emotions, wobbling towards the bath while holding Valentina.
After they left, that little mirror still maintained its posture.
Not moving at all.
"..."
.
.
"I say... have you gotten fatter than before?"
"Hmm!?"
Faced with the sudden question from the petite doll, Teresa, who was stuffing her mouth with rations, was visibly taken aback.
She hesitated for a moment, then forcefully swallowed the food in her mouth.
Gulp!
Then, feeling a bit embarrassed, she put down the half-eaten bread in her hand and awkwardly shrunk her neck.
"Ah, I didn't mean that, I wasn't telling you to stop eating. You can keep eating." Miser realized Teresa had misunderstood and waved her hand, signaling her not to stop eating.
She really wasn't stopping Teresa from eating, after all, it wasn't her food anyway.
As a legendary level Myconid, she herself didn't need to eat like humans.
She was genuinely curious — is eating really this enjoyable?
