After watching Gerald eat for a while, the salivating Yaacob—who hadn’t eaten all afternoon as well—couldn’t help but mutter, “…U-um… Can I-”

Knowing how hard Yaacob had worked in the past few days, Walter nodded before interrupting, “Yes, feel free to eat with us.”

“…T-That…! I… actually wanted to ask whether I could wait outside…” muttered Yaacob as he pointed at the door, not daring to even think about eating before the patriarch and Third elder.

Before Walter could reply, Gerald pulled