— Frey Starlight's Pov —
Taking a spoonful from his bowl of spicy food, Ghost's usually calm face visibly twisted with discomfort.
"What exactly do you people like about this stuff?"
He asked, glancing around at the old men and locals who were happily devouring the same dish, their faces radiating pure joy.
"This is the food of real men, kid! No place here for the weak! Hahaha!!"
Shaheen laughed heartily, making his rounds between the tables, taking orders from everyone.
Even though Ghost had barely managed a single bite, Frey had already finished his entire bowl.
"You finished it that fast?"
Ghost asked in confusion, clearly baffled. He had lived a hard life, forced at times to eat grass just to survive.
But even then, he had never tasted anything as fiery as what was now burning in his hands.
"You should've ordered something else, Ghost.
This kind of spicy food is one of a kind.
Either you fall in love with it and devour it...
