With a heavy heart, Damien brought the pearl oyster mushrooms out, then came back into the house with a drenched short-winged bird.

“Irina, give me a hand. This bird refuses to eat it.” Damien placed the bowl on the floor and grabbed the short-winged bird’s neck, then pried open its beak by force.

Irina quietly thought that was cruel, but still, she instantly walked over. She picked up a pearl oyster mushroom and blew upon it, then stuffed it into the short-winged bird’s throat.

The short-winged bird cried pitifully for a long while.

The two of them took a long time before they managed to get the bird to eat...