135. Scratch

I knew about the next shadow attack because I knew who its next victim was. Additionally, at that time, there would be some ominous little cut on my face, so at least I knew that it was okay to take a breather for now.

Glasses Guy watched me eating before speaking after all four Devins had gone downstairs.

"How do you plan to eliminate the shadows? Do you want us to be the bait and commit suicide?"

"Did I say that?" I asked him.

"No." He looked at his empty plate.

My grandma contributed to the talk as well.

"Don't forget whose food you are eating."

I saw the people at the table misinterpreting her words, as if they wouldn't get something to eat if not killing shadows.

"Can you all calm down? I will kill them myself. Just stay still and don't kill each other, like I told you to." After taking a bite, chewing, and swallowing obediently so that I wouldn't get hit again, I cleared my throat.