"And you, lady!! You follow me after these brats eat their fill."
Kisha froze.
Her heart skipped a beat, and her eyes widened slightly. The way he said it—loud, firm, no room for negotiation—it echoed in her ears like a verdict.
"Umm… okay…" she replied softly, her voice barely audible.
So that's what this is… she thought, her hands tightening into fists beside her.
He saved me. He fed the girls. He cleared our debt. And now…
Her gaze dropped to the grilled meat she hadn't touched.
If that's the price I have to pay to protect them… then so be it.
Hazuki glanced over at her and saw her still standing, plate untouched.
His brow furrowed. "Eat."
Kisha flinched.
Hazuki's voice dropped low, his expression serious.
"Eat... or i'll eat..."
Her entire body tensed.
She lowered her head quickly. "Y-yes... I understand."
Hazuki turned away with a sigh and grumbled, "Haa... what's wrong with this lady? "
