Hello guys. sorry for not updating this for a while now. So I will update this for now.
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And just like that, a week passed since I woke up.
During that time, something quite weird happens. So let's start by telling that part, should I?
First, didn't I say that I'm going to starve myself before?
Yeah. I make that statement, right?
So yeah, I did do just that...I did.
And remember that I keep on saying that I'm gonna woke up feeling full the next day even if I do so before?
Well... that's where the weird part comes from.
On the first day that I'm starving myself because I had already been in a coma for 12 days, I become quite hungry you know.
But I keep ignoring it because I just don't find myself in the mood to do anything during that time.
So thus, the first day passed without much ruckus.
Meanwhile, the next day then comes greeting me like 'wassup how you doing man?',
just where did I know that kind of inelegant way of talking, if anyone wonders? well... a book taught me quite well I guess. But let's just proceed to the main point here...
Which is, although I bet on myself that I would wake feeling refreshed and full that day, what was greeting me that morning was way more inelegant than that book's way of talking reference.
I was so hungry, so aches all over my body like I'm doing a dozen of work the day before it.
And it's causing my whole brain function to fluctuate. Like really regress.
Even so, I still am so stubborn to listen to the end result of my action yesterday and decide to ignore all the symptoms and signs and continue my hunger streak.
Which lasts the whole week. And, it's resulting in me turning into a really human-like skeleton now.
But in the end, it still gives me the answer I'm looking for.
In which,
I am finally free from this world's constraints and,
"milord....-"
The others also like me.
"Please have your breakfast now... if you keep on like this... milord will-"
"giv- it..."
"y-yeah??"
Dila's eyes turn wide at my sudden replies.
All this while I keep turning my ear deaf every time she nags me about food, but now that I answer her, she looks quite a disbelief and stuttered while responding to me.
I ignore her action and quickly cleared my throat which felt dried for not using it all this while. Before saying.
"ehem* give...my...food..."
Although I already organize my words inside my head, now that I utter them verbally, it's come out quite bad but still, convey my intention of seeking food.
-!!*
Dila who realized exactly what I need, quickly bring the tray in her hand near my bed and put it on the table near it. She then takes one plate that contains porridge and begins feeding me with a spoon.
Without any words from each of us, I for the first time, was finally able to finish all the food that Dila brought into the room.
And perhaps, because of how appetite i am while eating it, Dila finally shows me her bright smile after a long while. But,
"I will send back the plate first milord... is there anything else that you want??"
Little did she knows, that's isn't the end of it yet.
"more."
I ask, with a twinkle coming out of my eyes.
"-!!! "
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The whole kitchen was in chaos.
Because of his grace who was starving for the whole week suddenly began to eat in frenzy. All the chefs become panic in preparing for his food.
"His grace wants to eat more food, especially meat. So prepare as many meat dishes as you can!!! ASAP!!"
For them, there is no greatest joy that they can achieve all this time except this moment.
Because all this time they are often frustrated with the Duke who doesn't even touch their food.
Therefore, when they heard the instructions from the main maid who was taking care of the Duke, they couldn't help but jump for joy.
Although that only last short as it seems,
'Did the duke possess by a ghost!!???'
In the next moment, they couldn't help but bear that in their mind as his grace finished the whole portion of the food for this week all alone in a span of a few hours.
'This is crazy!!'
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tap tap tap*
I wipe my mouth full of grease using the napkin that was prepared for me.
fuhh*
After eating that much food, I let out a breath that carries my satisfaction with the food. Although my outside didn't show that much reaction, the food was indeed good.
"That was fantastic.
Tell the chef that I really enjoy it.
And I'm looking forward to the dinner next."
"yes, milord. I will do so."
The maid that answers me then instructs another maid to inform the kitchen while telling the other to clean the table,
After finishing all that, she then looked at me again and said cautiously,
"If there is nothing else milord needs, we would like to take our leave."
"sure. You can leave now."
"Excuse us then, milord, and please have a nice rest."
Replies her and the others for the last time before leaving.
The room thus went quiet as I'm all alone now.
Sitting on the chair without doing anything, I lean myself against it before staring out of the window, looking at the scenery outside.
My inside slowly began to heal from the peaceful moment that finally obtained by me after waking up.
After all, last week was chaotic.
Dila with her nag and Might with his forcefulness, and so on.
'I can't even sleep in peace.'
But now, it's all over.
'There's no point for them to bother me again after seeing me eating like crazy.'
So, everything will turn peaceful now.
But,
'now that I look carefully outside...'
it's no longer morning, instead, it looks almost afternoon.
'Did I take that much time to eat just now?'
hmm*
because I focus on the food more than my surrounding, I didn't realize just how much time had passed. It's fascinating how infatuated I am with the food.
'although it's understandable as I'm starving so much.'
But... now that I'm full again.
I think it's time for me to focus on what to do in this world next.
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To be continued