The Carefree George

Amane busied herself carving the roasted pork on the table, while everyone waited eagerly for their food, drooling and grumbling as their stomachs growled.

The tantalizing smell and the perfectly glazed pork made it even more tempting.

Especially for Brigantiea, who held her fork tightly in her hand, ready to devour everything in sight.

Lucien, however, looked worried. "Is it alright to eat like this in the morning? Your cholesterol will get worse, you know?" He stared at his father, who was also eagerly waiting for the roasted pork.

Cassius, having spent a week in the forest with terrible food, felt like he was in nirvana now that he could eat his wife's cooking.

He had even lost weight because of his sparse meals in the forest. But his heaven cracked when his son reminded him of cruel reality.

"What are you saying? I don't have cholesterol or whatever it is! That's just a lie made up by pharmaceutical companies to sell their medicine!"