To say this person was a woman, the rough voice and height and appearance clearly screamed 'man'. To call him a man... Well, he was dressed in women's clothing, wearing a wig and strutting in high heels.

Persephone was a bit frightened, so she hugged herself and tried to hide behind Morpheus.

"This is Wynn Jeter." Morpheus turned and told her in a low voice, "Just call him Wynn. He's quite helpful. If you can't find me for anything, you can ask him. It's the same."

Wynn smiled and tried to shake hands with Persephone, but just as his hand reached out, he seemed to realize something. He winced awkwardly and pulled his hand back.

"Hey, did you lovebirds just have a spat?" Wynn asked. "I could hear everything next door! Did you bully her, Morpheus? Look at how much she's crying..."

"It's nothing," Morpheus replied casually. "Just some bickering."

"Um... you both haven't had dinner yet?" Wynn placed the insulated box he brought on the table, carefully watching their expressions. "I happened to make extra, so I brought it for you! These are all local specialties, girl. I'm not sure if they're good, but feel free to try. If you like them, I'll take you out for an authentic meal next time!

"Morpheus, go ahead and eat."

Morpheus remained silent.

bit embarrassed. Although Wynn looked peculiar, his smile was genuine. Moreover, Morpheus letting him in

stomach to growl, breaking

smiled, quickly ushered Persephone to sit and eat, and tactfully

Morpheus. Seeing his expression

the best meal she had since arriving at Flinge. She hadn't grasped the situation during the first few days and had fast food every day. Then

out the taste here isn't that heavy, huh? I thought everyone

down

to vanish with the food she

didn't expect her to be this easy to please—some good food was all it took

of tenderness shimmering in his

home, Wynn

was kind-hearted but remained curious

openly admitted, "Because I'm

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