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.

peculiar, his smile was genuine. Moreover, Morpheus letting him in

stomach to growl,

Persephone to sit and eat, and tactfully excused

his expression still blank, she started eating by

during the first few days and had fast food every day. Then

huh? I thought everyone here loved meat, seeing you always eating

grunted and sat down to eat with

the hard feelings from earlier seemed to vanish with the food she swallowed. She was smiling right now, eating joyfully, and

this easy to please—some good food was all

of tenderness shimmering in

whenever Morpheus wasn't home,

kind-hearted but remained

openly admitted, "Because I'm a little

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