Chapter 123 Erwin's Cooking



Erwin was totally confused, waking up in some random room next to a woman he didn't know. He looked at her loose shirt and noticed her nipple poking out towards him. He couldn't help but think, 'Who the hell is this chick? Where am I?'

Erwin became a bit serious as he remembered yesterday's incident, but the attraction of the reddish smooth nipple was so strong that all the dark thoughts vanished from his mind. He decided to observe the scene in front of him.

Although her breasts were not the largest he had ever seen, they were perfectly shaped. Their skin appeared smooth and supple, as if they would feel soft to the touch. The reddish-pink nipple appeared as smooth and shiny as a cherry, causing Erwin's mind to ponder what he could do with them.

'No, don't. She's a kind lady who helped you. I can't treat every woman like a bitch. Some deserve respect,' He thought and then turned to look at her face.

Erwin was surprised by how beautiful she looked. Her white skin shone with a luster, while her red cheeks made her face appear even more radiant. Her red lips, perfectly shaped, were slightly open as she slept, and her eyes were closed, revealing her long black eyelashes and sharp yet cute nose.

Erwin was caught off guard by her sudden awakening, but he managed to hide his surprise and simply smiled back at her.

Leila was also surprised to see Erwin looking at her with a smile and asked, "Why are you smiling?"

Erwin shook his head in wonder and replied, "I don't know. When I saw you, a smile just popped up."

"Is that so?" Leila asked with a playful smile, feeling amused by Erwin's words.

Erwin nodded, and she ruffled his hair, causing his cute head to bobble. "You're such a sweet talker," she remarked.

Upon hearing this, Erwin smiled, feeling quite proud of himself.

Seeing him smile, Leila couldn't help but recall his usually emotionless face. She wondered what could have happened to make him that way, but she didn't want to ruin the mood by asking him about it.

Leila rose from the bed, stretching her arms above her head as she asked Erwin, "Are you feeling hungry?" He watched in awe as the blanket slowly slipped from her body, revealing the curves of her silhouette in all their glory. His eyes were drawn to the smooth expanse of her thighs, which were bare beneath the blanket. He couldn't help but feel a sense of surprise at the unexpected sight before him. The skin of her thighs looked soft and supple, inviting him to touch them, but he refrained from doing so.

Erwin also realized that Leila wasn't wearing anything down there because this world hadn't yet discovered panties. It dawned on him that she had been sleeping naked.

"What do you feel like eating?" Leila asked as she got down from the bed. Erwin couldn't help but watch her every move, trying to catch a glimpse of more of her bare skin.

Leila didn't know that Erwin was a 34-year-old man in child's body, so she just let loose in front of him, thinking of him as a kid.

And this was taking a toll on Erwin's will. As he struggled to control his desires as he longed to touch her thighs and eventually have sex with her.

"Anything," Erwin replied to her question. He got up from the bed and followed her to the kitchen, which only had a magical stove on a wood self, a few dishes, and a dining table.

"Anything at all?" Leila asked when Erwin didn't suggest anything specific. She paused, looking thoughtful for a moment before suggesting, "Well then, how about some bread and butter? It's a perfect breakfast for the morning."

She stopped and turned back to look at Erwin, giving him a questioning look, but he was too busy staring at her swaying hips to notice. Sensing her eyes on him, Erwin smiled and replied, "Bread and butter sounds nice."

"Yes, it does sound nice." Leila said and her excitement was contagious as she made her way towards the stove and pulled out some butter and bread from a ring on her hand. Erwin was surprised because space rings were rare and costly, only accessible to the affluent and rich. The one he had was a gift from his mother and was lost during the incident at the Duke's castle, when he lost consciousness in the jungle. Someone had slipped it off from his finger, and he had been devastated ever since.

Erwin couldn't help but wonder how Leila got her hands on such a rare and valuable space ring. She didn't strike him as a wealthy person. 'Is she a secret princess or something?'. He tried to recall events from the previous night when he met her, but the memories were too blurry to make any sense of them.

So instead, he directed his attention to Leila, who was now busy preparing their breakfast. As he watched her move around the kitchen, he couldn't help but feel tempted by her bare thighs, which seemed to be inviting him to grab, lick, and hump them.

It was as if a magnetic force was pulling Erwin towards Leila's smooth and bare thighs, enticing him to reach out and touch them. He could feel his desire growing, the urge to run his hands up and down those inviting curves, to taste the softness of her skin with his tongue, and to satisfy his lustful thoughts. But he knew he had to control himself, to resist the temptation and not give in to his base desires.

But it was already too late, as if unconsciously, his feet had obeyed his desires and began to walk towards her. 'what the fuck?'

"Oh, you can sit there." Leila said, seeing Erwin standing near her.

'I wanted to but, this pervert feet.....sigh my hands were like that.... but now my feet too.' Erwin thought as he blamed his hand and feet to fulfill his own desires. Looking at the burnt slice of bread that was still on the stove, he gulped and looked at Leila's excited face. "I want to help too."

Erwin took the tool from Leila's hands and spoke, "You helped me last night, so let me repay the favor by cooking you breakfast."

Leila was surprised but tried to protest, "You don't have to-"

Erwin interrupted her, "Please, it's a small thing. I want to do this for you."

After a moment of hesitation, Leila gave in and said, "Okay."

Erwin's face lit up with a smile, "Great. Please have a seat and wait for me. I promise to make something delicious."

Erwin looked at what Leila was cooking and noticed two burnt bread slices. 'Is this what you were planning to feed me?' he thought, holding up the burnt piece of bread in his hand. 'It's harder than the bread I get in the servants' dining hall.'

"Let's try making something different," Erwin suggested, turning towards Leila. "Do you happen to have any eggs?"

Leila nodded and reached for her ring, pulling out a baseball-sized brown egg with dark blue spots. "Yes, I have one. Do you need more?"

Erwin took the egg and replied, "No, one is enough." He cracked the egg into a bowl and examined it for a moment before turning to search through the kitchen drawers for something.

Observing Erwin searching through her kitchen, Leila casually asked, "What are you searching for?"

"For spices, do you have them here?" Erwin said as he searched all over the drawers.

Leila looked at him with confusion and asked, "Why do you need spices for cooking?"

Erwin's expression became stupefied as he thought, 'This woman will never get married.' Leila pointed to a drawer and said, "I think I saw some salt in there."

Erwin opened the drawer and spotted a small glass container filled with salt. He grabbed it and sprinkled four to five pinches of salt into the bowl of beaten egg. "Well, salt isn't exactly a spice, but it'll do," he muttered to himself as he whisked the mixture with a fork.

Erwin wasn't particularly skilled in the kitchen, but he appreciated good food and had learned a few simple dishes to prepare for himself. In his past life, he knew that he would remain unmarried, with no chance of marrying any girl, and this was another reason why he had taught himself how to cook.

Erwin mixed the egg thoroughly and proceeded to slice the bread loaf, dipping each slice into the egg mixture before setting them aside. He then turned to the stove, which was powered by magic using tiny mana stones he had yet to fully understand.

After igniting the stove, he placed a frying pan on it and added butter to the hot pan, which began to sizzle.

ραпdα---nᴏνa| сom Leila smiled as she watched Erwin cook the food, finding his small body doing it adorable.

After the butter had melted, Erwin took the bread slices soaked in the egg mixture and placed them on the frying pan. He heard the sizzling sound and the aroma of the cooking bread filled the air.

Erwin flipped the slices over and waited for the other side to cook as well. He looked at Leila and saw that she was watching him cook with interest.

"Have you ever cooked before, Miss Leila?" Erwin asked, breaking the silence.

"No, I haven't." Leila replied, looking a bit sheepish.

"Here you go, Miss Leila. Breakfast is served," Erwin said, presenting the plate of French toast to her with a smile and continued. "You don't have to do that anymore. I can cook for you if you want."

The slice of bread on the plate was slightly brown and had a cut in the middle. It had been toasted, giving it a reddish tint, and was moist from being dipped in the egg mixture. Erwin had intentionally undercooked it a bit to give it a unique texture.