Waking Up Late Lets Chicken Peck Your Fortune (3)

The dinner continued without anyone knowing what Basil was thinking. All of his thoughts remained in his head. Not even his facial expression revealed a little bit of hint that he was thinking deeply.

'How did you know that I rewind the time?'

'To be precise, you didn't rewind the time, something inside you did. Naturally, I know when the mysterious being you met in Dreamland possessed my soul.'

'I see.'

Basil couldn't just accept it. He had to be sure that it wasn't just Vagus' idle assumption. She wasn't very bright in that aspect.

'Huh! Why am I feeling irritated?'

'Ignore it, my Love. It is nothing more than your imagination.'

'Fufu.. if you say so.'

Easy!

The food was good. Basil didn't expect a baker would cook such a delicious food. Naturally, he was always honest in his praise.

"You are a great cook. They are very delicious."

"D-d-do you think so?"

"Yes, I am always honest in my opinion."

"Thank you..."