20 Awkward Dinner

Ryou was grateful to be invited to eat together there, even though he actually didn't feel good to bother more. But since this was based on Elisio's invitation, it would be rude to force himself to refuse the invitation to have dinner with the two of them.

Ryou stole a glance with a dish that had just been placed on the table. Apparently the chef added a snack for dessert. A unique habit, although don't forget there is also a dessert like pudding there.

Ryou stole glances not because he was still hungry and wanted to take the new dish, he just hadn't finished the food on his plate. It's just that there is something that makes him interested in understanding the meaning of the dishes served.

Sausage with mayonnaise?

Ryou glanced for a moment at the woman sitting not far from him. The woman stared intently and intensely at the snack, which of course was still warm, emitting a soft aroma typical of freshly roasted meat.

A long, large, shiny sausage. With a thick mayonnaise twist at the end of the sausage, don't forget to have a little mayonnaise on the side of the sausage. Creates ambiguity for anyone who sees it.

KLANG

The sound of plates meeting forks clattering loudly there. Echoed in the large white room.

Ryou's eyes rounded perfectly, the oriental face stiffened and was shocked to see the sausage that was originally still intact was now split in two. The resulting cut is very neat, like being cut slowly. Even though the cut is so rough and very soulful like a knight who is splitting his opponent's body with full strength.

"Why not take it?" Elisio asked. "Didn't you already cut it? why just leave it alone?"

"I just want to cut it, if you can get me a dinner knifeI want to cut it more," Alyosha replied casually. Only her expression, honestly deep in her heart was a loud scream full of emotion.

Ryou had trouble swallowing his food, not because it wasn't tasty, but because the atmosphere in the room had suddenly changed drastically.

Of the three of them, Alyosha was actually the first to finish eating. But she has a habit of snacking before he actually finishes eating. Therefore there are additional dishes such as grilled sausage.

But what a coincidence it looks like that.

And now Alyosha's personal chef added another snack dish. And the dish was meant for Ryou. Of course, although her words were often piercing, Alyosha also knew how to treat a guest. The portion of the meal, is also the same as the portion of the guest. Even overrated for her guests. Giving more snacks to Ryou is a common thing there.

But there is something intriguing about the appearance of the dish.

Regard had time to ask what snacks Ryou wanted, and he replied that anything was fine but if possible sweet ones.

And now his wish was answered with strawberry pudding covered with melted white milk cream on top. Very appetizing.

Uniquely, the two puddings were combined into one and formed something very ambiguous for Ryou. especially added with cherry pieces on top of the two puddings. Forms a familiar springy object in Ryou's memory.

He glanced at Alyosha, the woman who put her cutlery there didn't notice that Ryou had his attention on her two springy mounds.

The pudding reminded Ryou of Alyosha's breasts.

Impressive.

Those slender hands who are good at painting would almost touch the ambiguous pudding directly if it wasn't for Elisio who cleared his throat softly. Elisio smiled at him, trying not to laugh so that his prestige wouldn't fade.

It's useless Elisio, you have destroyed your authority in front of Ryou because of your own actions earlier.

"Why are you clearing your throat?" Alyosha asked Ryou.

"No, it's nothing. My throat just feels itchy," said Elisio. Then he drank a glass of water. "Thanks for the dinner."

Elisio moved slowly from there, leaving Ryou alone with Alyosha. The restrained movement of Ryou's mouth hinted at Elisio's plea for help, hoping that the long-haired man would ask about him. But to no avail, Elisio deliberately left him alone with his sister there.

"Why? Is the pudding bad? Until you haven't moved it from your plate yet," said Alyosha without looking at Ryou. Shee cleaned his luscious lips with the tissue that was already there.

"N-not really," Ryou stuttered, his beautiful eyes didn't dare look directly at Alyosha. "I i..."

The hanging answer made Alyosha narrow her eyes at the man. As if being interrogated, he stuttered, his tongue was mute, his eyes couldn't keep his eyes on a single object. Even though Alyosha was actually being relaxed. But his intimidating aura was too much at that moment.

"Ah, you have your reasons. It's okay, if you want to order other food, just say so. don't let you starve to death and trouble me with rumors that I am a woman who has killed civilians by starving them in my house," Alyosha said casually. She was still sitting there. Sipping the wine poured by one of the servants beside him.

"N-no, this dish is to my liking. I'm just... just amazed at how it looks. Hehe, I see. It must taste really good, especially with milk cream on top. Err... do you want to try it? " Ryou offered. very funny, he offered the dish that Alyosha intended for him. Although the pudding idea was purely the chef's own idea.

With a little spice of ignorance from Elisio.

And one more new fact revealed. In fact, Elisio is more nosy than Alyosha.

"Pfft, hihihihi."

Elisio stifled laughter, he peeked from a distance about the interaction of the two people who were still struggling at the luxurious dining table.

"How is it Sir? is it to your liking?" asked someone dressed in all white behind Elisio. Elisio was shocked and almost had a heart attack from the shock.

"You surprised me Patrick. Yes, the dish was according to my order. Good, you have amazing cooking art. Now you can go," Elisio replied then turned back to peek at Alyosha and Ryou's activities.

"Sorry to surprise you Sir. Well, I'll excuse myself," said Patrick, the chef.

The two people who were still at the dining table didn't say a word anymore. The two of them no longer spoke as they continued their snacking session. once in a while, Alyosha tried to steal glances at the food Ryou was eating. No, he was not tempted by the strawberry pudding. It's just that its ambiguous shape makes Alyosha's mind wander somewhere. And of course that made her anger rise again.

If it wasn't on Ryou's plate, the pudding would have the same fate as the sausage earlier.

'What is this dish? if it weren't for the fact that I was craving sausage so badly I would have thrown it in Patrick's face. Wait... Patrick had a habit of always asking for dinner. But not this time.'

Alyosha's eyes widened, realizing something that made her clench her fists. She was ready to punch someone after this.

Seeing that, Ryou also hastily finished his meal. Not because he wanted to know about Alyosha's business, but he didn't like to linger at the dinner table while the owner had moved on.

"Let me do it, Sir," said the servants there.

Ryou who was about to clear the dishes there was stopped by the waiters. Ryou is stunned, he usually always cleans his cutlery when at home. Is this life as a rich person? that was what Ryou was thinking now.

"T-thank you," Ryou replied.