Salvage(18)

Morsan's tender touch caressed the young Lupiney's head, his fingertips delicately following the curves of her silky hair, which showed signs of dust, suggesting she hadn't had a good bath in days.

He didn't know what kind of pain she endeared all of her life to relieve this extent but he was really glad as he heard her. 

Even though he felt like she exaggerating it a little bit, he genuinely tried to comfort her and listened to her stomach growling with hunger.

It appeared that all the food she had consumed the previous night had vanished completely.

As the girl's sobs began to subside, Morsan leaned closer, his voice a soothing whisper in her ear.

"Head to the rear of this room where the water beside the tent was kept and give your teeth a good brushing. I've purchased your toothbrush from here. Aren't you hungry?"

He took out the brush he spoke of from the bag that was filled with fruits. Even though he said it was a toothbrush, it's made of tree branches and crudely made nevertheless it will work fine to clean her teeth.

Instead of toothpaste, he gave her a mixture of charcoal and herbs since this world didn't have any toothpaste. Even heroes who got summoned in the past didn't bother to invent it. This unique powder was even more effective than the toothpaste he used in his past life.

To enhance the experience, he added a touch of mint powder for a refreshing sensation. By using this powder regularly, she would unknowingly become addicted to it and feel uneasy when skipping brushing.

He gave it to her so she could cultivate the habit of daily teeth brushing.

*Stare*

After grabbing the brush and powder, she remains seated in the exact spot, not budging an inch as she gazes at Morgan.

Her yellow eyes shine even more brilliantly than earlier. Morgan catches a glimpse of his reflection in those captivating eyes.

She glances at the brush cradled in her arms, and Morgan exchanges glances with her, just like when he fed her yesterday.

He got a mischievous idea, as he looked at her hesitant look.

"What? don't you wanna brush and eat? then give back those things..."

Morsan was just about to reclaim the brush and powder with a playful grin to bully her, but she swiftly evaded him by leaping off the bed and darting out of the room, exclaiming, "I'm off to brush..."

'That's fast!'

Lupiney's unexpected quick reflexes caused a mischievous smile to freeze on Morsan's face. Moreover, she effortlessly maneuvered with her instincts while maintaining complete mastery over her newfound nimbleness.

He looked at Lupiney who was running while tightly holding a brush in her arm as he didn't know whether to laugh or be amazed.

"She's talented..."

"Mm..."

He couldn't help but agree with Tizona. He believed that he had made the correct choice by purchasing her; allowing her to perish would have been a complete squandering.

Shaking his head, he went to arrange his breakfast after asking someone who was taking care of the daily necessities of everyone who staying in this tent and crossed by his room to prepare warm water for Lupiney's bath while giving him a silver piece.

With practiced precision, Morsan reached for the loaf of bread, his hands deftly slicing through it, creating perfect, even slices.

He arranged them neatly on a platter, their golden crusts glistening under the soft morning light that streamed through the window.

As he moved on to the fruits, he carefully selected the ripest ones, arranging them in an artful display that added a burst of color to the table.

His attention then turned to the roasted chicken he had stored in his inventory. Morsan had always been resourceful, never one to let anything go to waste.

Retrieving it from his inventory, he placed it on a separate plate, its aroma filling the air and making his mouth water.

*Stare*

As he neared the completion of his preparations, he sensed a gaze fixed upon him from the rear.

But Morsan didn't turn around, for he was well aware of the identity of the observer.

Lupiney, concealed behind the room's entrance wall, stole a furtive glance at him.

However, her conspicuous wolf-like ears and piercing yellow eyes would be easily discernible to anyone who cast a glance in her direction.

"Oi, what are you doing? Come here..."

Lupiney, with her sleek and nimble movements, swiftly darted across the room to his side.

Her actions were reminiscent of a well-behaved child, displaying a remarkable level of discipline and obedience.

"Did you finish brushing your teeth?"

"Aiii, I have brushed my teeth thoroughly, just as you instructed, Master."

Standing tall and rigid, she resembled a military officer as she responded to him. Morsan froze in his tracks upon hearing her address him as "master." It was the first time she had ever used that term since he purchased her just the day before. Until now, she had acted and spoken to him like an emotionless robot. While he felt a sense of joy hearing her call him that, he couldn't help but ponder the reason behind this sudden transformation.

"...Take a seat, we're about to dig into our morning meal."

Morsan arranged a plate of roasted chicken, bread, and fruit for himself, and another plate for Lupiney.

Lupiney obediently took a seat on the chair Morsan indicated, her eyes fixated on the delicious food in front of her.

Morsan couldn't help but notice her ears and tail twitching with excitement, and it made him realize how nice it felt to share a meal with someone.

It was a refreshing change for him, as he had never had the opportunity to do so before.

Unfortunately, there were always people who despised him and spread false rumors whenever they got the chance. Even though everyone knew those rumors were untrue, they still kept their distance out of caution.

As Morsan and Lupiney sat across from each other, the atmosphere was filled with a comfortable silence.

The clinking of cutlery against plates and the occasional sips of water were the only sounds that broke the stillness. The aroma of the meal wafted through the air, enticing their taste buds and making their mouths water.

"Let's eat."

He watched her with amusement as she eagerly dug into her food after he gestured for her to eat, her eyes sparkling with delight. It was as if every bite was a small victory, a moment of pure bliss.

Her enthusiasm was contagious, and he couldn't help but feel a sense of joy in witnessing her unapologetic enjoyment.

With a gentle gesture, he placed a glass of cool, refreshing water next to her, knowing that it would complement the flavors of the meal perfectly.

The condensation on the glass glistened, inviting her to take a refreshing sip whenever she pleased.

"Eat well, after this meal I have a very important task for you."

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