Chapter One-Hundred-and-Twenty-Six
Adam plopped down onto a seat in the basement restaurant of his house.
Belamouranthe and Weaver were already having a meal in the restaurant, both of them sitting on top of Finnian who had turned into a large blob after possibly eating too much.
Charlie seemed to be in quite a good mood when she came over to his table and asked for his order.
I should give her the Vanity next, Adam decided.
Since it released Weaver from her stall, it should allow Charlie to join Bel for dinner, without being forced to stand and watch when I’m present.
“I’ll have sushi today,” he said. “With warm sake and some of that sweet Japanese plum wine.”
“Umeshu?” she asked.
“That might be what it’s called, yeah.”
“What kind of fish would you like?” she continued.