Chapter 227. Fox Princess, Rabbit Prince (1) (1/2)

Seol Jihu opened his eyes at the crack of dawn. He lit a fire to boil some water and after making a hot cup of coffee for himself, he read the information newspaper that the Assassin’s Guild delivered.

Seol Jihu’s schedule for the day was set. He planned to introduce Flone to the rest of the team in the morning and then leave for Scheherazade in the afternoon.

He would only feel at ease after at least knowing Kim Hannah’s whereabouts.

Only, eating came first. Seol Jihu started preparing breakfast.

He went back outside to light the fire once more and placed a potstove of rice on top. Paradise’s food also suited his tastes, but there were occasional moments when he craved rice.

After lightly preparing 6 servings of rice, Seol Jihu fell into deep thought while taking out all sorts of cooking ingredients that he had brought from Earth.

'Should I ask them to go with me…?'

Recently, the atmosphere inside Carpe Diem was a sight to see. Everyone just sprawled on their backs, giggling to themselves the entire day.

They sometimes went out, but it was only to visit the temple to check their money or to chug alcohol down their throats at the bar.

Of course, it was only natural for them to take a break, especially now that the expedition was over, but it was obvious what they were thinking inside their minds.

It was clear as day that all they were pondering about was, ‘What should I do with my money to make it well-spent?’ So if he asked them if they wanted to tag along to Scheherazade with him, they were sure to instantly agree. After all, the largest auction house in Paradise was at its capital, and no Warrior could deny their greed for equipment.

Seol Jihu made a mental note to bring the matter up sometime in the morning before entering the office with the dishes he had cooked.

After placing down the dishes full of three-colored vegetables seasoned with fragrant sesame oil and sprinkled with sesame seeds, twenty half-fried eggs, and neatly cut sausages sauteed in ketchup, the table looked impressive.

Sitting himself down on the couch, Seol Jihu gave a bright smile.

”Thanks for the food.”

The moment he picked up two fried eggs with his chopsticks and was about to stuff them in his open mouth…

”?”

He suddenly felt a gaze and froze. Still holding the fried eggs, he stealthily turned his eyes.

A moment later, Seol Jihu could see about half of a red egg in the bottom corner of the hallway leading toward the private rooms. Its 45-degree stance made it look like it was peeping its head to secretly spy on him.

Their eyes met. No, there was no way the egg had eyes. But even though he didn’t understand how, he felt that their gazes collided.

'Huh? Did I carry the egg out of the room?’

While he was doubting himself…

The egg bounced up with a Tong!

Seol Jihu’s eyes grew wide and the fried eggs slipped from his chopsticks.

Tong, tong, tong, tong. From the floor to the couch and from the couch to the table. Before Seol Jihu snapped out of his stupefaction, the egg had gently landed like a feather on the table full of food.

It then rolled and stopped right in front of Seol Jihu. After that, it slightly tilted back, almost as if it was raising its head to look at him.