Chapter 93: A Devilish Delicacy

His nervous chuckles echoed in Luna's hut as his words lingered for a second. In that brief moment, many thoughts collided in his swirling mind.

'Will she think I'm forceful? After all, she rarely dines with anyone. Maybe she enjoys this moment of solitary peace?' He rolled his eyes. 'Why does it feel like no matter what I do, it ends up wrong with her?' S~eaʀᴄh the Novёlƒire.n(e)t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

Contrary to his anguish, Luna's lips rose into a smile. She gestured to the rough wooden table in the middle.

A proud, almost disdainful hmph escaped her lips, making him doubt his reality.

"You may make me taste your food. But I warn you, I have a delicate palate and will only accept the finest dishes."

Yet, he saw the bright blush creeping on her cheeks and her hand tremble as she drew her chair to sit.

"Anyway, I'm tired of eating meat, so I hope you brought something different."

He smirked at the comment as he walked to sit before her.

"Right? My stomach churns just by hearing the word. I genuinely think we ate enough meat for a lifetime." He snapped his fingers, a plate of steaming Lobster Thermidor appearing on the table.

The sweet smell of fresh bechamel sauce accompanied by cheese au gratin ticked their nostrils, immediately commanding their attention.

Two lobsters lying in their enticing sauce greeted their enlarging eyes as their mouths watered next.

Despite the urge to dig in, Luna threw him a side glance, wondering where he found so many ingredients. "Did you cook it yourself? How?"

However, her face paled, and her hands shook on her leg when she saw him.

With ravenous appetite and undisguised delight, he gripped the first lobster. His freshly healed hand moved as if enthralled to bring the food to his wide-open mouth.

That's when she understood... that she had to grab her own or he would eat them both!

'No way I'll let you touch mine after you gave it to me!'

Fueled by the irrepressible desire for a change in diet, her hand cut through the wind as she snatched the hot lobster. A cascade of sparkling yellow sauce trailed down as she lifted it to her lips, the alluring aroma filling her nostrils.

Still, she controlled herself, bringing the edge into her mouth to take a small bite. And when she did, her free hand uncontrollably came to meet her cheek as her face almost melted in delight. Continue your adventure with m|v-l'e -NovelFire.net

"What is this plate? Even my chef in the demon realm never made something of this quality!"

Yet, she didn't wait for an answer and kept gnawing at the lobster, small bits at a time as she savoured the mix of flavours, the thick sauce, and the subtle aroma of white wine and cognac.

Meanwhile, he shrugged and pulled the plate towards him, the smooth sauce inside reflecting his grin.

"Got it with my talent. Anyway, take your time to enjoy."

Her eyes trembled, and her teeth stopped for a second, the realisation of what he would do next booming in her mind.

"Don't you dare drink all the sauce! Leave me half, or don't bother talking with me ever again!"

Amused by her seriousness, he dropped the plate back on the table and pushed it to her.

"You can have it all." His lips curled into a bright smile. "Thank you for healing my forearm, and I'm glad you're enjoying the dish."

Her ears burned for a second as she understood he had done it on purpose! How infuriating and mean to force genuine reactions out of her protective shell.

She gritted her teeth for a second before she rubbed her brows.

"You're really a boor." She gazed at the empty shell before him and pointed at the door. "Your smug face annoys me. Leave if you're done eating."

Despite her harsh words, he saw the embarrassment hiding behind her pride.

With a brief nod, he rose to his feet, delighted by the dinner and to have interacted with Luna outside of the usual training or territory talk.

"See you next time, Luna." He waved his hand on his way out. "If I get more dishes, I'll come to share them with you."

Her lips quivered at the delightful promise, yet she hid her genuine emotions under a thicker shell and snorted.

"Share them with the other sweaty demons. I don't want to see you for at least two days!"

She heard his lighthearted laughter before the door closed behind him.

Then, her eyes sparkled as she enjoyed her lobster and washed her mouth from all the meat they had consumed in the past weeks with the delicate sauce.

Finally, she stood up and walked to the window, craning her neck to see his seated figure before the demonic altar.

A bright smile stretched her lips as a soft breeze ruffled her silky green hair.

"I didn't dislike this moment." Her voice, a low murmur carried by the wind, resounded as her hand held her fluttering hair in place. "I hope you won't change after growing more powerful. I enjoy the current you."

Meanwhile, Adam focused on controlling his demonic essence to make its passive boost permanent.

However, unlike before, his eyes narrowed in focus as he integrated Wukong's advice. Instead of feeling and mimicking its movements, he actively searched for alternatives to lower the consumption and increase the duration.

Sweat dripped from his forehead, the strain of monitoring his entire body and forcing his energy to take detours to find the optimal path taking a toll on his mind. Yet, the process yielded much better results.

And half an hour later, his eyes snapped open, and he exhaled a mouthful of swirling mist.

'I can keep the boost for half a minute now!' And that's just in a half an hour's session.'

He clenched his fists in triumph, his eyes already on the next goal.

'I'll make the boost a passive before going to the city next week. I can do it!'