4-112: Not a Memory
“A true natural, huh. Anyway, why don’t you sit and eat already.”
Upon seeing Shinichi tilt his head, Monica shook her head and urged him to take a seat, prompting Shinichi to place a giant plate right in front of them.
“Want some?” Shinichi asked.
“Nah, I’m full,” Myuhi said.
“Same. Just looking at that is enough to make anyone full. Don’t mind us and help yourself though,” Monica said.
Don’t mind if I do, Shinichi shrugged as he folded his hands to say grace and resume eating. That was food easily enough for dozens of men.
“Itadakimasu!”
At first, they were astounded by how gluttonous he was, but that soon turned into a wry smile, and they found themselves just watching him warmly. He had noticed that too, but he was more preoccupied with filling his stomach. Not that it took him much time, of course.
“*Gulp… Thank you for the food!”