"What the f*ck am I looking at right now?"
After Zeshion and Blanc, the third person to arrive was Vermeil. And the moment her eyes landed on me, her frown deepened into a sharp, disdainful sneer.
"Ah, please disregard them."
I waved a hand—or at least, I tried to. I could only move freely up to my elbows.
"Please take a seat. We'll begin once everyone has arrived."
I suggested with a calm smile.
"Vermeil, just ignore him and dig in. Seriously, this food... it's better than anything I've had in ages!"
Even Zeshion tried to back me up. And judging by his face, it wasn't just flattery—he genuinely meant it.
Still, the reason behind Vermeil's weird reaction was obvious. Because right now—
"Mmmmph!"
"Huuuuug~!"
I had two massive leeches clinging to me from both sides. On my right, a pink leech was smothering my face between two heavenly twin peaks, pulling my head into her suffocating embrace.
