. Milk meal's spectator .

Anying paled further when he heard it. Guess not... He was going to have to spare a space for an additional obstacle.

"Thank you.". He said blandly with a scowl. Actually ... Thanking a person who just finished strangling you seconds ago... Well i-it was... Weird conversation with the devil, to speak the least.

"-you're welcome crybaby~-." Zucchini said, in a singsong tone and went silent... Again preferring to watch from the sidelines.

Anying sighed... He was now hopeless as his life has crumbled wasn't it?...yes... Was that question supposed to be even asked?.

No...

He got down from the bed, wincing with difficulty and took measured and careful steps towards the now full table that was once empty.

When Anying got to where the table was, he saw various covered dishes... And delicious scents assaulted his nose...

"*Growl~...*". Came his stomach and his mouth watered.

"Finally..." He said while thanking the heavens internally and reached for the biggest dish.

Pushing the cover, it fell on top of another making a clanking sound, but what Anying saw when the bowl became open made the bile on his stomach rise all the way to his throat..

"Hm!. Ah!.". He covered his mouth with a gasp and an expression of disbelief appeared all over his face and shaking lips.

What did he see, a bowl with it's content reaching half... Which was like a Milky and thick substance... It also had seed like clotted cream... And milk... It was so .. so ... Puke inducing...

And the reason why Anying reacted like that was because, his stomach now had a milk trauma... He was sure he wouldn't be able to digest raw milk anymore because of the excess ' milk ' he had before....

"Ew-why?... Why would hanze do this?..". He asked still holding his mouth and then swallowed.

He was sure the man did it on purpose... Hanze was trying to make him and milk enemies. He was sure of it!.

But...maybe everything wasn't puke inducing right?...

No it couldn't be... He should open before knowing... , So, he closed his eyes and began pushing the other two plates open too.

."*Clank*clank*clank*.". The covers went until all were open,

And then Anying opened his eyes, and when he did , what he saw was, a plate filled with blended bananas and white sticky candy plus the last one with sticky jell and sticky rice cakes.

Immediately his face went blue.. he felt like puking for real now, so he ran to the bathroom and started throwing up on the sink but guess what happened,

Nothing came out.... He had no food to throw up... And if he continued doing that then he might cough out blood ... Or worse, his organs, so he had to stop, wash his face and exit the bathroom with a pale face.

He wasn't going to eat those ' things '.

Ha... How should he digest them?.

Nope. Not happening. He eyed the ' food ' before going to sit on the bed drowsy. No way.

". I-i... There's no way I'd be allowed to eat something like that.." The youth lamented holding his protesting tummy.

While cchini found it very mischievous to record and send the life performance of Anying to it's master.

' ah!. I'd have a show to watch tonight! '. It jubilated but little did it know..

...

1 hour later, 4:00pm, Anying jerked up with a painful and burning stomach.

. So fine. It was official and he had no choice but to eat what Hanze provided.

"What was I thinking?, That a fairy godmother would come rescue me, damn Cinderella...." He muttered with a weak faked laugh and got up wobbly before walking towards the table again..

And oddly, the temperature of the meal was still warm, it remained the same.

And you need to see the expression on Anying's oval small face when he was glaring at the banana blends.

The glare was so intense you would think they had an unsettled feud in their past lives. But infact no... He just...

He didn't want to eat it, but then again his stomach bit him painfully and he had to quickly take a spoon, run to the sofa and start eating .

And just as he predicted, the food had a lot of sugars with no hint of pepper.. yet he had no choice but to continue pushing the liquid down his throat.. so as soon as he finished eating, he ran into he bathroom to puke everything when I mean everything.. His stomach didn't digest the food.... Wasn't able to.

And he wasn't going to try the rest dishes to observe what they were so... All his limited option right now was to bath again to gain even just a little strength and go sleep.

"Sigh*. I am so hungry... But I don't want this kind of food...". Anying said sighing while scrunching up his nose..

After which he just decided to bath with the collar now necklace on his neck that shrinked as soon as he turned on the faucet ...

Then he went to change into baby blue fluffy pajamas before climbing up the bed and under the blankets with a blank expression... He was now so food deprived.. and feebly weak.

....

Two hours later, Anying woke up and discovered the universe was playing a big trick on him.

Why?, Because when he craned his neck back with dizzy eyes to stare at the clock, he found out that it was still 6:027pm ...

"W-what... Why so slow?!.". He half yelled at the ending of his words closing his eyes and falling back into the bed.

While cchini just rolled it's non-existent eyes watching him play.

When was Hanze even coming back?. Anying asked himself. The sky already had a golden hue all over but the man wasn't back yet.

"What company is he even running huh?. I'm hungry!.". He said rolling around on the bed in frustration...