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Chapter 257

Chapter 257

Car music blasting, sunshine pouring down, it felt like a spring getaway, if one for the gun in the front seat and prin clothes in the back.

Jason’s first stop was Lafield, where the biggest hot pot restaurant in the country was located. He ordered a lover fear wits extra spice.

“When you’re here, you gotta eat spicy food. Here, I’ll get you the number one special he sad making mee Quinn taken care of.

Before the food arrived, Quinlyn’s nose started to tickle, the air was filled with the smell of ceili

Once the giant pot arrived, bubbling with red oil.

Both of them swallowed hard, feeling nervous.

“Yes! This is going to be fun.” Jason grinned, grabbing his chopsticks and dunking food in pulling out balls for Quintym

“Eat this, kid!” Quinlyn didn’t refuse.

Ten minutes later.

Jason was screaming. “Aww, my mouth, it hurts!” He held his face, nearly rolling on the table, tears and not foving Wit drink gone, he rushed to steal Quinlyn’s drink, gulping it all down.

Meanwhile, Quinlyn felt fine, finishing her meat balls, still hungry, so she started cooking meat.

Jason’s tongue was on fire, nearly unable to speak, but he couldn’t help but ask, “Aren’t you from Chamiloria? You can handle the spice?”

Quinlyn shook her head. “Nope.”

“I don’t believe you. You really don’t look fazed, just sweating a bit, Jason argued, glancing at her.

Feeling innocent, Quinlyn offered a possible explanation. Tve eaten lots of weird stuff before, maybe my stomach’s tougher

now.”

the corpses Jolie dissected, her stomach adapted and neutralized

eaten?” Jason was curious, clutching his

thought for a moment and began listing. “Little flowers,

Why did you eat

and no one was home, so I just ate what I found.”

puddle water when having a fever;

her for a few seconds, realizing she was serious. He hesitated but asked, “How did

Quinlyn admitted, proud of her small

a good habit,” Jason

She nodded, accepting

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recovered, she’d forage for wild veggies. People in

her childhood, as life along the border was boring and mostly solitary. The city had so much to offer

suddenly noticed a big pile of meat

was busy serving her, holding a slotted spoon

it, don’t waste it. But if you get a tummy

Quinlyn had no objections as long as

felt spicy

the end, Quinlyn was just fine, but Jason couldn’t

Quinlyn in

crashed into me! I spilled my drink because of her! It’s

small but loud, his parents watching with approving smiles from the next table.

wiping a stain off her jacket. Thankfully, it was water–resistant, so a little

me first.” She

let it go. He yanked her hat. “You can’t just walk away! My

remarked, “Direct relatives have vested interests. Without other

boy and his table

are here!” He yanked at her hat with all his strength,

leaned back, ready to push him