In the dining hall, an unusual scene unfolded under the soft glow of the overhead lights, highlighting the large dining table in the middle.
The air was filled with the sounds of utensils against plates, the occasional whispers between Emiko and Yui, and the rich aroma of food that Grace had meticulously prepared.
Asher was busy gorging on some good old human food he had been craving for a long time.
In the demon realm, he did get to have good and tasty food, but in the end, no magic could beat the naturally rich and potent food that was prepared over here.
He was tired of having the meat of demonic beasts, and mana-enhanced vegetables and fruits.
Yet, it wasn't the food that drew the occasional, surreptitious glances from Emiko and Yui, but the peculiar seating arrangement of their Master.
Asher, with an air of nonchalance, was seated not on a chair but atop the shapely back of Rebecca, who was on all fours.
