115.

Perhaps because they are people who move their bodies, Bando and Theodore also ate well. I don’t know how many times the plate containing the pancakes was changed. Meanwhile, Richt had just finished eating a pancake.

‘Can I have more?’

As I was looking at the second pancake, assessing the empty space in my stomach, Abel’s fork suddenly appeared in front of my nose. At the end of it was a well-cooked sausage.

“Oh~”

In an instant, Richt’s expression crumpled. She felt like she had lost what little appetite she had.

“I’m full.”

I turned my head and turned my head, and there …