thefictionvixens Chapter 140 1. He put his arm around Vivian.
Chapter 140 1. He put his arm around Vivian.
The line moved slowly forward, and the electronic screen above the window in front of them was scrolling out glaring red subtitles:
Today's Special: Deep-sea Fish Roe Meatballs (3 pieces)
When it was their turn, the expressionless aunt behind the window, without saying a word, used a large spoon to slap three large, shiny, dark brown meatballs onto Lin Feng's plate. They lay heavily next to the rice, looking particularly out of place.
After getting their food, the three of them headed to table B-11, which Wasim had reserved.
When Wasim saw them return, he immediately got up and went to the food window.
It wasn't until he returned with his tray that the four of them picked up their cutlery together.
On the plate, the rice and the usual two meat dishes and two vegetable dishes seemed unremarkable, but the three meatballs with fine dark spots on their surface and a glistening sheen of oil exuded an undeniable presence.
Tom carefully picked up a piece with his fork, looked at it closely, and lowered his voice:
"This thing...it looks weird, is it really edible?"
Lin Feng didn't answer. He picked up a piece with his fork and put it in his mouth.
A complex and intense flavor spread through my mouth—
It has the fresh sweetness of fish, mixed with a deep mineral fishy smell, and a chewy texture. You can feel the "fish roe" slightly bursting between your teeth.
Seeing that Lin Feng had already swallowed it, Vassim, Tom, and Ryuichi Kamishiro exchanged glances, took a deep breath, and began to deal with the meatballs on their own plates.
Ryuichi Kamishiro frowned immediately and whispered, "This taste... is so strange, I can't stand it."
Tom's eyes lit up: "I think it tastes pretty good."
As he spoke, he barely chewed before quickly stuffing two meatballs into his mouth and swallowing them. Then he forked up the remaining third meatball and was about to put it in his mouth.
Just then, a tall, burly prison guard who had just finished getting his meal walked past their table with a tray and slammed his elbow into Tom's wrist with extreme force!
"Clatter!"
Tom's hand trembled, and the shiny meatball fell onto the table and rolled to the floor.
Before Tom could react, the prison guard glared at him fiercely, his tone full of reprimand:
"Keep your arms tucked in while you eat! How are other people supposed to walk?!"
Tom's face instantly flushed with anger, but when he met the other's cold and warning gaze, the anger that had just risen was quickly extinguished as if doused with ice water.
His shoulders slumped slightly, and he ultimately just lowered his head, looking at the dusty meatball on the ground, unable to utter a single syllable.
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Studio:
"666, Tom's luck is just unbelievable!"
"Misfortune may be a blessing in disguise. This arrogant and domineering prison guard actually saved his life in a roundabout way?"
"I bet five cents he'll die if he eats the third one!"
"Don't be so hasty upstairs. I saw that the trainee prison guard at the next table also took three pills, and he's perfectly fine now, isn't he?"
"Perhaps it's not immediate death, but some kind of delayed triggering mechanism?"
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Despite his discomfort, Ryuichi Kamishiro forced himself to swallow two meatballs.
When faced with the third remaining piece on the plate, he felt a strong wave of nausea, and his face turned somewhat pale.
He hesitated, glancing at Tom across from him, who seemed still wanting more, and whispered a suggestion:
"Tom... I really can't eat this one. Could you... eat it for me?"
Tom was delighted and accepted it without hesitation: "Great! I haven't had enough!"
Without much thought, he stuffed the meatball that should have belonged to Ryuichi Kamishiro into his mouth and chewed it with satisfaction.
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The live stream comments exploded instantly:
"Holy shit!!! Tom, are you fucking an idiot?!"
"You deserve to die! You didn't even cherish the first chance God gave you!"
"It's like the King of Hell wanting you to die at midnight, but you insist on knocking on the door at the second of the night!"
"This level of intelligence basically disqualifies them from any ghost story challenge..."
"It's over, it's completely over now, all three are together."
"He's courting death; even a god couldn't save him."
"Ryuichi Kamishiro, if you don't want to eat it, then don't eat it. Why hurt others?"
"This isn't called harming anyone; it's called 'one willing to give and one willing to receive.' Tom himself was greedy and took the fall!"
"Just a note: Tom, dead. Cause of death: couldn't control his mouth."
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Just as Vassim's fork was about to touch the third meatball, Lin Feng's toe lightly brushed against his calf under the table.
Wasim paused, turning his head to look at Lin Feng with a puzzled expression.
Lin Feng did not meet his gaze; his eyes remained fixed on his plate. He simply used a spoon to slowly and firmly move the half meatball he had left to the edge of the plate, as if discarding some dangerous contaminant, never to touch it again.
This subtle movement was enough to convey the message.
Wasim's pupils contracted slightly, and he understood instantly.
Without the slightest hesitation, he flicked his wrist and gently placed the glistening meatball on his fork back into the corner of his plate.
Meanwhile, Tom, who had just swallowed his third meatball, raised his hand to rub his chest and cleared his throat somewhat awkwardly.
"This thing... seems a little choking," he muttered, unaware that his breathing had become slightly heavier than before.
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Suddenly, a commotion broke out at the entrance of the cafeteria.
The four of them looked up at the same time—the center of the commotion was Vivian, the medical officer who had just entered the cafeteria.
She was still wearing a white coat, but in this world of dark police uniforms, her white stood out as brightly as moonlight fallen to earth.
Her long, golden hair was simply tied back, with a few stray strands falling beside her cheeks, making her skin appear as white as snow.
She simply stood there, holding her tray, her gaze sweeping across the noisy cafeteria with a slightly bewildered look, and instantly attracted the attention of all the male creatures.
Especially the regular prison guards.
Like a swarm of bees drawn to nectar, their previously scattered gazes instantly focused, exchanging knowing glances.
Almost the instant Vivian hesitated over which empty table to go to, several self-proclaimed charming young prison guards couldn't contain themselves and rushed to surround her.
"Dr. Vivian! There's a seat available here!"
"Miss Sterling, please come to our table. It's well-ventilated here!"
"Don't listen to him, it's quieter here, and no one will bother you!"
Vivian's beautiful brows furrowed almost imperceptibly, and her azure eyes instantly turned icy.
"Get away!"
Her voice wasn't loud, but it carried a chill that seemed to penetrate to the bone.
The oppressive aura unique to S-class monsters suddenly unfolded like an invisible barrier, causing the figures that had approached to freeze abruptly.
The eager smiles on their faces froze instantly, eventually turning into awkward retreat as they dispersed dejectedly.
Vivian's cool gaze swept across the noisy cafeteria, finally landing on the empty seat numbered A-10 near Lin Feng.
Without the slightest hesitation, she walked straight in this direction.
Just as she passed by Lin Feng in the aisle, her heel landed squarely on the splatter of oily soup that Tom had spilled when he dropped the meatballs.
"what!"
A short, startled cry escaped her lips uncontrollably.
Vivian's high heel slipped instantly, and she was thrown backward.
Time seemed to stretch out infinitely at that moment.
The gasps of surprise around them and the sudden rise of the prison guards all became blurred backgrounds.
In that split second, a strong and powerful arm swiftly and steadily reached out from the side, precisely catching her as she leaned back...