"Oh, right. Speaking of which, here you go~"
She pulled out another bamboo tube. This one was the standard kind, open at the top, and it was filled to the brim with orange juice.
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Lin Chen looked up in surprise. "Did you squeeze this yourself?"
"Nope. The oranges were a little cold, so they huddled together and squeezed themselves."
"...Haha, what a hilarious dad joke."
He rubbed the bridge of his nose, slightly embarrassed, only now realizing what a dumb question he'd just asked.
'But I have to admit, it feels really nice to have someone take care of you when you're sick. Especially when that someone is a beautiful woman.'
He didn't stand on ceremony with her. Taking the bamboo container of food, he scooped up a spoonful of the still-steaming mashed potatoes and blew on it to cool it down.
'Fish, crab meat, sea urchin, octopus, bamboo shoots, black boletes... and it seems like there are some bits of smoked venison, too.'
