CHAPTER 12—Anger

ROME

I couldn’t understand why I felt guilty after I had a rough bed with two girls. Was it because I was thinking too much?

Darn, never mind.

As I arrived home, an amazing scent was left on my nose. I got hungry from the smell of the viand. I quickly headed straight to the kitchen. It was all served with a cup of coffee. I raised my eyebrows. They never served me dinner with coffee in this situation, who would think about this?

That’s new. It’s good that they thought of that. I was craving coffee since the afternoon. I was too busy earlier, so I didn’t have time to make it for myself.

As I saw the dish, I didn’t hesitate to get rice and taste the chicken pastel that I hadn’t eaten for years. This is my favorite! As well as this dry adobo with a bunch of boiled eggs. I scooped two viands onto my plate. When I tasted it, I closed my eyes.

It was delicious!

I think this is the first time I ate and swallowed rice quickly.

But wait, the taste was so familiar. I know who cooked this