Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Fumier first tasted a bit of the part without blood, her expression somewhat sour. Then she swallowed the entire part dipped in Ye Xingyao’s blood, only then did she show delight, revealing a heartwarming expression.
But as a Zhongzhou person who hadn’t had much contact with Blood Elves, Ye Xingyao found watching her eat like this a bit awkward.
“Does eating it like that have any special taste, Miss Fumier?”
Yi Shiyue seemed quite curious about this. After all, strictly speaking, Fumier was the first elf friend Yi Shiyue had ever made… right?
“Oh, I forgot to tell you… Actually, our Blood Elves’ sense of taste is different from normal humans’ and elves’. According to your records, blood tastes like a mix of metallic, salty, and sweet, right?”
Ye Xingyao and Yi Shiyue nodded.
“For us, how should I describe the taste of blood? Delicious? Not exactly the same. It’s probably similar to the feeling you get when you eat your favorite food.”
Fumier explained, troubled by her own lack of words.
“That’s some interesting knowledge.”
Ye Xingyao shook her head. So it’s similar to how she felt eating cake? Still hard to imagine.
“But Sister Xingyao’s flavor is number one in the world!”
Fumier held up the blood bag in her hand, the remnants shaking at the bottom, and let out a very impressive exclamation.
“This is the first time I’ve been praised for this…”
Ye Xingyao touched her hair and sighed.
“Mm… If Sisters Xingyao and Xiaoyue ever have the chance to visit Fumier’s ancestral home, Fumier can take you to eat Blood Elf specialty pastries, okay?”
Fumier sucked dry the remaining blood, still savoring it, patted her small belly, and showed a satisfied smile.
“What are Blood Elf specialty pastries like? Do they have things like cream cakes?”
Ye Xingyao asked curiously. Actually, she didn’t like cream that much either. In her opinion, cream was probably just a necessary obstacle between a soft cake base and jam.
“Mm, cream…”
Fumier looked troubled.
“Miss Fumier’s sense of taste is different from ours. Blood Elves probably don’t like cream, right?”
Yi Shiyue noticed the girl’s difficulty and reminded her.
“Yeah, that’s right. But there is cream in Fumier’s ancestral home. Cakes and such… can be made too.”
Fumier nodded with an expression that suggested those were memories best left unrecalled.
“Huh? If you don’t like it, why make those things? To entertain visiting guests?”
Ye Xingyao was even more curious now. Or was there some Blood Elf who particularly liked eating weird things? A Blood Elf with pica who liked eating cake… that was still hard to imagine.
“No, it’s not that. If there are children at Fumier’s home who don’t behave… they’re punished by having to eat cake. A-and of course, even though Fumier is useless at everything, Fumier is very well-behaved, okay?”
Fumier recalled the mischievous peers her age, the genuine fear they showed when facing those cream cakes, and she shrank her neck as if scared herself.
“I see…”
Ye Xingyao nodded thoughtfully and shoved a piece of pizza into her mouth.
She had to admit, the pizza from “The Pizza That Will Definitely Make Westerners Angry” was pretty tasty. As for what kind of pizza Westerners liked… that didn’t seem to be Xiao Yao’s business.
Amid the girls’ chat, lunchtime passed pleasantly.
“Huh? Sisters Xingyao and Xiaoyue are still college students?”
Fumier looked at them with an expression of disbelief.
They had just been telling Fumier about this, and only now revealed their student status when they said they had to leave.
“Mm, yeah… We have classes this afternoon.”
Ye Xingyao stuck out her tongue. If a course like Magic and Life didn’t give credits, she would never attend it.
And because of the extremely high level of technology, skipping class was almost impossible at Satellite University. Biometric data had long been fully registered. However, Satellite University didn’t deliberately make things hard for students either. Basic academic requirements weren’t that difficult.
“Mm, I really envy you.”
Fumier said sincerely.
“Envy? Why do you say that?”
Ye Xingyao had never heard anyone envy going to school before. This little Blood Elf girl was becoming more and more intriguing.
“Well, books say that by attending school, you can make a lot of friends.”
Fumier explained. For her, the only people around her were those in the ancestral home, and because of her hair color… probably for that reason. In any case, she didn’t have many friends to talk to, and spent her days reading books to pass the time.
That was also why she was very sensitive to interpersonal relationships, knew quite a lot, yet still seemed naive and a bit clumsy.
“Ha… If that’s the reason, you might be disappointed. These days, it’s hard to make really good friends at school.”
Ye Xingyao smiled and patted Fumier’s little head. To some extent, she now understood why Yi Shiyue and Hongye Qiu liked pinching her face so much.
This world really had a way of balancing things out…
“Huh? Why is that?”
“Don’t listen to Xiao Yao’s nonsense, Miss Fumier. She just doesn’t have many friends at school herself.”
Yi Shiyue looked at Ye Xingyao with a half-smile.
“How can you say that! Xiaoyue, you’re so mean. Do you have a lot of friends at school then?”
Ye Xingyao retorted reluctantly.
“Oh dear… It seems I don’t either.”
Yi Shiyue blinked at Ye Xingyao. Calming down a slightly ruffled Ye Xingyao was something she was good at.
As for two top students at Satellite University… well, it seemed they hadn’t studied properly in a long time because of all the trivial matters around them. But no matter, a little effort during finals and everything would be fine.
Anyway, the two of them had been clinging to each other at school for so long that they still hadn’t made any friends. In that regard, Ye Xingyao felt they were worse than their younger sister. At least Ye Xingling could go play at a friend’s house, couldn’t she?
“Alright, Fumier, if you’re bored staying here, you can also go out for a walk.”
Ye Xingyao stood up, gathered the blood bags and pizza boxes together, threw them in the trash, and picked up the garbage bag, ready to leave.
“Mm, Sisters Xingyao and Xiaoyue can go to school with peace of mind. Let me know if anything comes up… Ah! That’s right, we don’t have each other’s contact information yet.”
Then, the two exchanged contact info with Fumier. Watching her clumsily type their names in pinyin, they exchanged smiles, said goodbye to the Blood Elf lady, and left the Safehouse.