Chapter 129 - [82] Tentical horor/luxury!

[LOL, for the chapter title!]

It was only nine when Felicia and Max came back from their patrol. Now that Felicia was with Max, she started doing hero work. And the fact that her boyfriend/fiancé was a hero also helped turn over a new leaf.

And it wasn't all bad. She was used to stealing shiny things from the criminals to begin with. Beating them and playing hero was just an added bonus. And she did pocket a few things in those said adventures.

Max sat on his chair waiting for dinner. This time Felicia was cooking. But he didn't like that one bit. He could literally see black smoke coming out of the pan. And looking at the kitchen corner made him stingy.

The kitchen itself was messed up. And the fact that he found a wooden spoon stuck on the kitchen wall like a knife didn't help.

And when the lady with cat-themed pretty clothing came with the finished product Max could have sworn he saw a skeleton skull in the smoke.

She coughed dusting the smoke away. "I'm sorry… it took a bit longer than I expected. But I have been practicing." Felicia said, in her cheery attitude. And she looked proud.

Max forgot the whole scenery looking at that genuine smile. Oh, love, one of the uncontrolled emotions that makes you do stupid things. But even knowing that, it didn't help Max one bit.

He was just happy and looking at her efforts made his heart melt. These were the times when he felt how lucky he got. And she did put effort into it, how bad could that be.

"So how does it look?" She asked.

Max looked at his plate. The dish in front looked like a blend between meat and cactus coated with coal. Yeah, that should be it, he could still see the blood from the meat, which was a wonder as to how it was preserved in that charcoal-like state. And those throne-like things should be mixed veggies that got stuck in the process.

But Max put on his best smile, "Great…"-she beamed at the comment.- "I really needed meat today."

Max's eyes went wide, he had more questions about the cake than any other subjects. (Including how he got reincarnated in this world) But one of the key questions was as to how she baked a cake in a frying pan. But he didn't voice that.

And luckily Felicia was serving her own plate, not noticing Max's reaction.

"Yeah… I was joking." Max awkwardly laughed, as he pressed his fork on the cake. And more blood came out. Now Max was questioning as to how this was a cake and why it was bleeding. He had seen blood and this thing resembled it. But it didn't give off the iron-musky smell of blood, in fact, if it did he would be rather happy.

No, it smelt like Fish. Sour, rotten fish. This was in fact one of the greatest mysteries Max had ever faced.

And Felicia wouldn't be a cannibalism right? She wasn't a vampire or anything the last time he checked. Max gulped down the lump of saliva, before sliding down the food in his mouth.

And then he knew, if this food got into Felicia's mouth she would be heartbroken. So, Plan-A finish your own part of the fleshy-cactus-cake and eat the rest before she could.

But when he looked up, Felicia had already put the food in her mouth. Before spitting it out, coughing. Max hurriedly took a glass of water, helping her. Max even went as far as to pseudo-bond with her, just to be sure that she didn't get poisoning. Because he knew that food was deadly.

"Hey, you okay…" Max said as he helped her. "Have some water"

"…how could you eat that stuff." She said in the middle of coughing, before sitting down looking dissonantly at the food.

"Ah…" she screamed, glaring at him. "Slat. Salt. Really?" she huffed, catching her breath.

Max could only consult her. "Don't be too rough on yourself. Though I am curious as to how to make a cake with a frying pan?' Find authorized novels in , faster updates, better experience, Please click #%5B82%5D-tentical-horor-luxury!_52416170195739054 for visiting.

"You weren't supposed to?" She asked. And what horrified Max was that she was asking with her curious cat look.

She didn't know!

Max bit his lower lips so that he could stop his smile from forming. "You seriously need some cooking training." He said, smiling a little.

Felicia didn't say anything just looked disappointed. 'I even spent three hours on that horse shit.' She thought to herself. And Max heard it using telepathy, now that she didn't have her mutant powers Max could hear her thoughts.

Max felt bad for her. So, he stood behind her chair.

"Um, what are…" Felicia's words were cut off as Max started massaging her shoulders. Her body felt relaxed enough that she could sleep. But midway her stomach rumbled protesting.

Max chuckled from behind as he continued his massage. "Don't worry. Just wait one minute. The omelet is almost done."

"Don't be hard on yourself," Max said. "I can help you cook next time."

"Thanks and Max."

"Yes?"

"Stop reading my mind." She mumbled, only now remembering Max could do that.

"But I thought we didn't have any secrets?" Max suggested in his musing.

"We don't okay!" She retorted. "But how's that fair. I can't read yours."

"Hmm… Okay, read my thoughts then." Max said as he gave access to what he was thinking right now.

And Felecia's face went a few shades red, turning crimson. "You son of a gun…" What she saw could be described as Japanese people's love for octopus or rather tentacles.

She looked back at Max. "How are you keeping a straight face, you... you... pervert."

And Felicia gulped contemplating her life choices. And looking at his tendrils doing housework with minimal effort was one thing but it scared the hell out of her what those same tendrils could do to her if left alone with Max's imagination.

"Ah… Don't baby out on me now." Max said with an evil grin, as he leaned down whispering into her ears. "You were the one who suggested we should postpone our marriage. So no backing down." He finished with a triumph laugh giving her a chill to the bones.

Felicia hoped that was a joke. He couldn't do that right? She was still a flower. But judging by the sadistic p.l.e.a.s.u.r.e he was having just by teasing her made her shiver. She wasn't entirely against it but wasn't that too much. She gulped and tried to say something before Max interrupted her.

"Now, Bon appétit Madame," Max said, as his tendrils carried out a plate of simple omelet, still steaming.

Felicia grumbled. "Show off."

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