"I'm fine."
Motan smiled, took a bite of the golden brown bread slice wrapped in a layer of egg liquid in his hand, and said with a grin, "Although it's a bit harder than the toast you buy outside, it tastes surprisingly good."
Diana was momentarily taken aback to see her boyfriend eating so calmly, then adorably tilted her head and turned her gaze to the half-dead-looking Double Leaf beside her, and curiously asked, "So... is it really not to your taste?"
"I've said it's not a matter of taste! Any normal person's stomach wouldn't be able to handle this!"
Double Leaf banged the table hard, then her expression changed. She suddenly summoned an Elemental Hand out of thin air to grab the other piece of toast in front of Motan to her own side skeptically, "Wait a minute, are you saying, Diana, you're using my share for experiments and then have Frank eat the finished product?"
"I didn't."
Diana immediately shook her head.
