Trapped in Beast World: My Husbands Are All Animals! Novel

Chapter 118 Crayfish, Cores, and Chaos Chapter 118 Crayfish, Cores, and Chaos The kitchen was filled with curling smoke, warm and homey. +5 Free Coins Ardenia tied on her apron and started roasting the coffee beans, setting them aside to cool. She wasn't an expert, so she relied on what she'd seen on TV, following the steps as best she could. "Smells amazing! These beans are incredible," Niall leaned over, sniffing with his fox-like curiosity. "Freshly roasted coffee. I'll brew some for you tomorrow-you have to try it." "I want some too." Tobias squeezed past, nudging Niall aside.

"Step back!" Niall rolled his eyes. "I get it. I'm building immunity anyway." Hilarious. That long black serpent is now giving me instructions. Niall had always thought Tobias was just a foodie-good enough. Now he'd eaten his words. Unbelievable. He copies gifts too-clothes, and even beast cores. Niall retrieved all the beast cores he'd collected from his pocket space-various colors and qualities. "Little female, these are for you. Pick what you need. The rest? Use them to prop up a wobbly table." Tobias frowned.

"Where did you get so many beast cores?" Niall snorted, sitting with graceful ease. "I was planning to gift clothes, so I went to the Demon Abyss. Your power is unmatched-you came back injured and only got one core. Truly impressive." D*mn, that mouth is sharp! Tobias fumed. His core was exceptional. Only one or two in Niall's pile could even compare. Beast core drops were based on luck anyway. He refused to concede. Ardenia stared at the pile on the table, stunned. "So many?" "Yes. All yours." Niall propped his chin on one hand, gaze soft, tail sliding out behind him as he smiled.

Ardenia scooped up all the cores, giving each a quick kiss, "I've got both of your gifts. Now be good and wait for the crayfish, okay?" Tobias grinned. What could top a kiss? Nothing. Niall leaned back, exhausted. He'd been teasing Tobias all day, but Ardenia had given Tobias way too much attention. Ugh, so annoying. 1/3 14:21 Thu, Jan 8 Dò J Chapter 118 Crayfish, Cores, and Chaos "The crayfish are washed," Halden announced. +5 Free Coins "For these, I'll show you. See? You can squeeze the meat out like this." Ardenia picked up a small crayfish to demonstrate. "I got it.

Leave it to me." Halden took the crayfish and arranged the spices. His movements were swift and precise-pleasing to watch. Ardenia couldn't help being drawn in. After the tails were removed, Halden untied her apron and murmured softly, "I'll take over." After a day's practice, he was adapting quickly. Ardenia asked, "Shall I teach you?" Halden smiled. "Yes. Teach me." He added a spoonful of lard to the pan. Once it was hot, he tossed in the green onions and pepper, letting the aroma bloom. Then he added the crayfish, stir-frying over high heat.

With only a few seasonings on hand, the dish was simple-but still smelled incredible. Premium ingredients often needed only the simplest preparation. He cooked with care, guided by Ardenia-adding salt, timing water. He could tell she loved crayfish, so he put his heart into every toss. Tobias stopped sulking. The aroma alone was irresistible. Foxes feared fire, and with Vesper absent, he quietly assisted behind the stove. Ardenia focused as a taste tester. "Want to try?" Halden asked.

"Yeah!" "Good?" "Good." "Do you like it?" "I love the crayfish you cook for me." Halden's ears reddened, a smile tugging at his lips. She knew how to charm him completely. When the spicy crayfish stew was ready, Deria arrived with her two mates and the little ones. Scott carried a cleaned wild boar across his shoulder. 2/3 $74 +5 Free Coins 14:21 - Thu, Jan 8 r Chapter 118 Crayfish, Cores, and Chaos "Sit down. Crayfish are ready. A baby plate is almost done too." Scott glanced under the stove and muttered, "Huh?" 世 Everyone looked, but he focused on Tobias. "Why are you at the fire?

I saw you pulling weeds by the bridge." "Seeing things?" Deria said. "No. He's a black serpent therian. Even his scent is the same." Like a clap of thunder, the meal suddenly lost its appeal. Freshly washed, Vesper hadn't heard a word before the last line. Without waiting, he teleported over. Under the night sky, the once-barren plot was immaculate-not a single blade of grass remained. 14:21 . Thu, Jan 8 D Dylan