“You’re only allowed to take a few bites.”
She knew Zeke had a bad stomach.
Because of that, their missions were often disrupted, and he was hospitalized a few times.
Zeke’s excitement died down instantly the moment he heard that.
But he quickly comforted himself, “Better than nothing,” and continued to dart toward the food stalls.
Nicole did not stop him again but slowly followed him.
The two of them sat down in front of a stall.
The stall owner who thought they did not speak the local language asked them in poor Esperian what
they would like to eat.
Nicole looked at the many types of food in front of her eyes.
“What do you like?” she asked Zeke softly.
Zeke pointed to a few sticks of grilled chili peppers.
“I want this!”
Nicole looked at him expressionlessly.
“No.”
Zeke looked disappointed and then cautiously pointed to the grilled fish marinated with a layer of red,
spicy oil.
“How about this?”
“No.” Nicole still gave the same answer.
At last, Zeke could only order a bowl of ramen with extreme disgruntlement.
The ramen tasted bland to his taste bud as he looked indignantly at Nicole, in front of whom were chili
peppers and grilled fish.
When Nicole slowly savored the food in front of her with a straight face, Zeke could not believe his eyes.
He wondered if the food was as spicy as he had imagined.
Even the stall owner was puzzled, doubting if the chili peppers he used had expired.
But that was impossible.
He apparently had only taken the chili pepper out last night.
No way it would lose its spiciness so quickly.
When Nicole ordered food just now,, she had spoken local language.
That impressed the stall owner, who started to become curious about Nicole, He could not help but ask,
“Isn’t it spicy?”
“It’s okay,” Nicole replied nonchalantly.
Zeke had no idea what the two were saying, but he could guess something through the stall owner’s
expression.
He secretly grabbed a dried chili pepper in front of Nicole and put some in his mouth while Nicole was
talking to the stall owner.
He immediately felt a spicy taste coming from his lips, and his lower lip was swollen with a burning
sensation.
He quickly spat out the pepper and drank several mouthfuls of water.
Zeke then mumbled,” Nicole, are you still a human?” It was so spicy, yet she remained so nonchalant.
Nicole looked at Zeke with a half-smile.
She had already noticed his action earlier but did not
expose him.
She wanted him to know his limit through mistakes.
The stall owner looked at the two of them with a smile on his tanned face.
Just then, Nicole felt a gust of wind from behind.
Her expression became grave in an instant as she tilted her head slightly to the side.
Immediately, a wooden plank hit the grilled fish and smashed it in front of her.
Zeke looked at the grilled fish with a trace of anger slowly creeping across his face.
He jerked his head back, looking at the person behind him with fiery eyes.
It turned out that the attacker was a local guy with profound facial features.
A group of guys in messy and dirty punk attires was wielding wooden sticks and crowbars in their hands.
All of them had their hair dyed in different colors.
However, as if they had not washed it for many days, the supposedly bright color had turned dull.
The leading guy, a blue-haired man, looked at Nicole with amazement.
“This chick is stunning!”
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