Calm Down And Have Some Tofu Pudding

"I'm the honorable Fama Odin Ben. I'll never sing!" Black Coal declared, cocking his head.

I don't think this stupid bird knows how to sing. A faint sneer of satisfaction crossed Krassu's face. It's rare to see him lose face.

Amy was a little disappointed. She turned to look at the drawing on the table again.

"I don't mind having some crow meat for dinner," Urien said coldly, staring at Black Coal.

The bird felt a cold shiver of fear run through him. Immediately, he turned to Amy. "Lovely Amy, which song do you like? Just tell me the same. I'm a great singer!"

Amy cocked her head to one side, and thought for a moment. "Can you sing 'a little girl with mushrooms'?"

Black Coal didn't understand. "A little what?" He stuck his head out of the cage and widened his eyes.

"A little girl with mushrooms," Amy repeated carefully.