I-I Don’t Taste Good. I’m All Bones. I Don’t Have Much Meat In Me

Cherry found herself sitting on a couch with Lira and Ephemera on her left and right side.

William had taken the Virtue of Charity to the Sea-Side Villa, while thinking of how he could prevent the little girl from telling the Pope about his and her sisters' collaboration.

"Will, don't worry, I will look after Cherry and make sure that she doesn't say anything," Lira pleaded. "Isn't that right, Cherry? You will not tell anyone about what you saw, and heard, right?"

"I-I will not tell anyone!" Cherry replied. "I promise."

William smirked after hearing the little girl's answer. In fact, he had already thought of a good way on how to make Cherry shut up, and this method was many times more effective than threatening her.

"B-Big Bad Brother, I don't like the way you look at me," Cherry stuttered. "I-I don't taste good. I'm all bones. I don't have much meat in me."