Chapter 295 Kiana: The prey is about to fall into the net of love...
Chapter 295 Kiana: The prey is about to fall into the net of love...
With her hair up, an apron around her neck, a spatula in hand, a plate in hand, and a smile on her face, Kiana's appearance gave Sora the illusion of a naive young girl transforming into a married woman...
Wow, Sora is stunned! Kiana, completely unaware that Sora is terrified rather than surprised, is still cheering in her heart.
Bronya said that the best way to win a man's heart is through his stomach, and that's how she helped Mei win over Sora.
Of course, Kiana was well aware of her own culinary skills. She knew perfectly well that her culinary abilities were worlds apart from the "Herrscher of Food" that Qiong spoke of; in terms of cooking, even her period was better than her... But who says that you have to make something delicious to win?
Knowing she was far inferior to Mei in the cooking arena, Kiana didn't just rely on Bronya's judgment, but rather combined it with the judgments of her own father, her aunt, and Mei herself.
Combining the four people's assessments, Kiana arrived at the true strategy: food must be thoughtful and imbued with genuine emotion. Without feeling, even the most delicious food is just delicious food; it can't foster any connection... Taste? That's just icing on the cake!
In other words, food is fine as long as it's edible; the key is to convey your feelings.
"How can I convey my feelings?" Kiana asked.
The answer was: Feed them.
With a smile on her face, Kiana quickly ran up to Sora, who was getting up and trying to leave.
"Come on, come on, it won't taste good if it gets cold!"
"Um……"
Qiong glanced at the plate: half of the rice cakes on the plate were burnt "roasted rice cakes" - well, at least half of them looked edible... but not necessarily, because maybe the other side was also burnt yellow or even burnt black.
"Um, I just got into a fight with a mad dog, so I don't have an appetite now."
Qiong forced a smile, while trying to shrink back as if Kiana and the rice cake in her hand were some kind of monster—but he couldn't back down because there was a chair behind him, and if he did, he would just fall back onto the chair.
Seeing Qiong slump in the chair, Kiana, who had just been laughing, immediately put on a charming and condescending expression and scolded Qiong.
"No! It's mealtime, so you have to eat! Healthy eating is very important! By the way, you fought with that mad dog, were you hurt? I'll check you over later. But right now, say 'ah'..."
Where did you get those chopsticks from?
"Hehe, it's a secret~"
Shivering, Sora slumped in his chair, resolutely avoiding the rice cake Kiana was offering to his mouth, which displeased Kiana somewhat.
"Don't you like rice cakes? Or do you think they don't look good and want me to make you some noodles instead?"
"How could I possibly care about the presentation..."
It's clearly because they're afraid of food poisoning!
Qiong couldn't look Kiana in the eye as she made him eat this...
He'd rather fight the mad dog Lithost for three hundred rounds!
"What exactly is this?"
Songque and Baiji looked on with curiosity. Unaware of Kiana's "terrifying" cooking skills, they actually came over to study the "rice cake".
"Rice cake, is this rice cake? So rice cake is a kind of barbecue?"
"Strange, I clearly remember there being no barbecue equipment in the kitchen..."
"Ahem, the immortal has his own brilliant plan."
Kiana just smiled and didn't say anything. If Sora knew that she had used a little bit of the precious Honkai energy she was saving for going home to start a fire, she would probably be angry.
"Would you like to give it a try?"
Kiana, full of enthusiasm, led the white sparrow forward to taste it. She was not flustered at all: if she were in snake form, she would of course be on guard against all the Martian girls, but she was in human form now.
Once she reveals her human form, she will be seen as the other half of Qiong by all the Martians. They would never like a boy who already has a partner if they don't know Qiong. So, it doesn't seem like there's any rush to go back.
"Then we won't stand on ceremony!"
"No, please don't!"
Just as Qiong was about to stop him, she saw Songque grab another pair of chopsticks and eagerly put a piece of rice cake into his mouth. Qiong's expression instantly became quite interesting—first panic, then fear, and finally relief.
It was as if I were looking at a dead man who had swallowed something terrible.
"The taste...is quite unique?"
Why didn't you fall down?
Why should we fall?
Qiong was shocked. He carefully examined the still lively sparrow... How come it was alright? Could there really be someone in the world who could accept Kaslana's "dark cuisine"?
"Songque, have you ever eaten rice cake before?"
"No, this is the first time I've heard of it. What's wrong?"
"That's not surprising..."
Qiong glanced silently at Kiana, who was practically shoving rice cakes into his mouth. Kiana's rice cakes might not have been poisonous or only weakly poisonous this time, perhaps because of her improved skills or good luck. As for Matsuko, who had grown up on the streets and had never had a decent meal, and didn't even know what rice cakes were, his standard for food was simply to fill his stomach. His stomach was also incredibly resilient... which is why he was fine.
"Come on, give it a try!"
As she spoke, Kiana picked up another piece of rice cake and brought it closer. Qiong was still a little hesitant, but considering that Song Que was still alive, he, a Star Core Spirit, couldn't possibly be less resistant to poison than Song Que, could he?
With a determined heart, Qiong opened her mouth and took a bite of the rice cake. The moment she bit down, Qiong's taste buds experienced a small explosion.
It's edible, but that's all. Looking at the smiling Kiana before him, Qiong slowly chewed the rice cake, trying to ignore its less-than-pleasant texture.
"How is it? Is it delicious?"
"Um... what's in this rice cake? Why is it both spicy and bitter?"
"Huh? Isn't this what rice cakes taste like?"
“Pine Sparrow, do not use the standards she sets to judge all food.”
"Is it not good? They clearly put a lot of effort into it..."
Somewhat disappointed, Kiana sat down on Sora's lap.
Seeing Kiana's disappointed look, Qiong quickly praised Kiana a couple more times.
"Actually... it's not bad? There's huge room for improvement!"
"Really? Then eat more!"
Kiana, instead of standing up, leaned against Sora and fed her another piece of rice cake.
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Lunchtime had passed, and only Qiong and Kiana remained in the living room... Bai Ji asked Song Que to come out and say what was wrong?
Qiong slumped unceremoniously in the chair, while Baiji and Songque, who had never tasted real rice cake before, remained as usual after finishing their meal—hopefully they wouldn't develop an aversion to rice cake because of this.
Compared to Qiong's "burnt out" appearance, Kiana looked much better with a slight flush, and seemed to be in a good mood as well.
In Kiana's eyes, the fact that Sora was willing to eat the food she cooked and accept her feeding was a great victory for Kiana!
Seeing Qiong's helpless appearance, she remembered that Qiong had said he had fought with a mad dog. So she came up with an idea, gently patted her fair and tender thigh, and then pulled Qiong's hand.
"Qiong, you must be very tired."
After the meal, Kiana changed out of her apron and tied her hair back into a high ponytail. Her soft voice made her seem like a well-bred young lady.
"It's alright."
"Want to lie down here for a while?"
"what?"
Qiong was stunned.
His gaze swept over Kiana's bare thighs—though they weren't covered by black stockings like Mei's, they undeniably looked exceptionally soft and fleshy…
Having just finished a meal that "didn't suit his taste," Qiong wasn't in a good mood. His eyes lingered on Na's thigh for a good ten seconds.
"No need."
"Don't be so embarrassed!"
When Sora refused, Kiana snapped her fingers. Sora's view went completely blank.
A moment later, he had already moved from the chair onto the bed, his head landing squarely on Kiana's thigh.
Kiana, what are you doing!
Qiong struggled to get up, but the giant hand of the End restrained his movements.
"Don't move, lie still, let me check you out."
Although it was called an examination, Kiana simply placed her hands lightly on Sora's head and began massaging his temples. When Sora tried to get up, Kiana would press him down forcefully, as if she wanted to pin him between her legs and not let him leave.
"Didn't you say you fought with a mad dog? You must be exhausted. Just get some rest."
"Kiana, we shouldn't have done this..."
"Shouldn't this be? Don't forget, you are my...our future husband. What does it matter if it's just a lap pillow?"
Kiana said with a smile, her movements becoming even gentler.
As Qiong felt the warmth and touch of Kiana's fingertips, his heart raced uncontrollably. His mind was in turmoil; on one hand, he wanted to push her away and stand up, but on the other hand, a voice inside him grew louder and louder, drowning out the urge to stand.
This is just Kiana formed from the power of the End, it doesn't count, it doesn't count as betraying Mei! And it was just a lap pillow, a lap pillow that I got because I was "tired"...
As Sora began to feel sleepy and stopped resisting, Kiana's smile grew even brighter—excellent, the lap pillow was a success! Today was truly a leap forward; she was almost at Mei's level! Only a short distance from Sora's complete acceptance of her remained…
"Darling, I've tried to persuade you several times in my dreams not to resist your intuition, but to follow it, accept it, and then accept me... But you won't listen at all? Is it really only through gentle yet firm methods that I can win you over?"
Qiong did not reply; his breathing was even, indicating that he had already fallen asleep.
Kiana gazed at the sleeping Sora and smiled dreamily—her prey was about to fall into the net of love…
Right, once she succeeds, shouldn't she start planning how to sell Yaya Le to Sora? She's not trying to break up Mei and Sora; she just wants to make the house more lively.
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