Seven Sins System Chapter 430. My Infirmary, My Rules

Seven Sins System Chapter 430. My Infirmary, My Rules

After that, not a word ca out of our mouths. It wasn’t awkward, but a comfortable silence settled between us.

Strangely, I didn’t ask why she had co or engaged in our usual banter. We didn’t exchange verbal barbs or cross swords like we typically did. It was odd, almost unsettling, how her presence had beco a normal part of my routine.

In less than five minutes, I finished checking the dical supply list. I placed the pen and the list on my desk.

My eyes drifted towards her, expecting to see her usual critical expression, perhaps a frown or a wrinkle of disapproval on her forehead. But I was wrong.

She was looking at , but her face showed sothing entirely different—longing, as if she were lost in a daydream. Her eyes were soft, her expression far from the sharp, penetrating gaze I was used to. It caught off guard, seeing her like this. There was sothing vulnerable about her in that mont, sothing that made pause.

Then, I noticed it. She was wearing that necklace. The necklace I had intended to give her when we were kids. The sa necklace that had been snatched away by those hunter bastards. Seeing it around her neck now, after all these years, stirred sothing inside .

Once she noticed my gaze, Puriel imdiately looked away. She glanced around the room restlessly, her eyes darting from one object to another as if searching for sothing to focus on. Finally, her gaze settled on the window.

I held back a cringe and a chuckle, a weird smile tugging at my lips instead. 'You should be more honest with ,' I thought, amused by her awkwardness.

But then again, I wasn't exactly honest with her either. Our relationship was built on a foundation of half-truths and hidden feelings.

My eyes flicked to my bag, where I had packed the lunches earlier.

With a thought, my tentacles extended and reached into the bag, retrieving the paper bag that contained the two lunch containers. One of the tentacles handed the container to , while another moved towards Puriel, offering her the second paper bag.

"I brought so breakfast," I said, breaking the silence.

My voice sounded casual, but there was an undercurrent of sothing deeper, sothing that acknowledged the gesture. "Thought you might be hungry."

She didn’t respond imdiately, her eyes lingering on the sa paper bag I held. “I haven’t told Julia, Claire, and the others about my return,” I said. “So, we’ll be eating the sa food.”

She took the paper bag from my tentacle, still looking sowhat hesitant. “Accompany for breakfast,” I added quickly before she could use her teleportation skill to leave.

I pointed at the chair in front of with my gaze, silently urging her to sit.

“You shouldn’t eat in a place like this,” she reminded , her tone carrying a hint of disapproval.

I smiled in a way that I knew would annoy her.

“My infirmary, my rules,” I scoffed lightly. “C’mon,” I repeated, my eyes still fixed on the chair, urging her to join .

Puriel looked reluctant, her gaze flicking between the chair and . She seed to weigh her options, as if considering whether to stay or leave.

“Right, tentacles,” I said, assuming her reluctance. She had always found them disgusting.

With a sigh, I retracted them into my back, hoping to make her feel more comfortable.

Puriel finally rose from the bed and moved to the chair in front of , sitting down with a quiet determination that I couldn’t quite decipher.

I opened my food container and began eating. I didn’t bother with utensils, considering it finger food. After all, it was just boiled eggs and sausages.

She opened her container and looked at again, this ti with a frown. I could sense her disapproval, but I wasn’t entirely sure what it was about this ti.

“Just use your hands,” I said, assuming she was upset about the lack of utensils. “I forgot to bring a fork.”

Puriel started eating without saying anything, which was unusual for her. She didn’t seem to have any resistance or comnts at all. No snide remarks, no objections—just silent compliance.

It felt strange, unsettling even, because she was acting obedient, sothing I wasn’t used to from her. The entire breakfast felt awkward, the silence between us heavy and unnatural.

We didn’t exchange a single word throughout the al. Finally, the situation got to , and I decided to speak.

“This is the first ti I’ve seen you wearing that necklace,” I said, trying to keep my tone casual.

I couldn’t help but notice how well-maintained it was for a piece of jewelry that was hundreds of years old. I had made it using materials I found in the mortal realm, so its endurance shouldn’t have been as good as if I had used materials from my realm. There was no magic infused in it either, despite my use of Devil’s Craft skill when I was a kid. I had to admit, I was quite talented even back then.

She looked shocked by my observation, her hand instinctively going to her neck to feel the necklace. It seed like she hadn’t realized she was wearing it.

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