"So whoever wants to be my mom can feed me."
He was rarely angry, giving up resistance entirely and waiting to be fed.
As his words fell.
Talia and Sigrid both hesitated a bit.
Cat Boss peeked its ears out from behind the food cart.
It was just as nervous as Lanci, listening to Lanci's extreme maneuver.
This time Lanci seemed to have run out of options completely.
Lanci started to confront them head-on, dragging them into a mutual explosion.
Whoever feeds him is the mother, voluntarily declaring the loss of her fiancée status.
Talia and Sigrid reluctantly, slowly withdrew their spoons.
Neither starting to eat on their own, nor letting go of Lanci's hand.
It was like they couldn't come to terms with it.
Both were competing with great restraint, ending up frustrated with no outlet for their energy, both seething with anger.
Now they were even stopped from venting it.
The only thing neither wanted to let go was Lanci's hand.
