I glanced and saw Julian staring at me, as if to say to calm down. I want to calm down, but I can't calm down now.

Why. . . Those Zen people were careless, they always had to eat binding food, they invented a drug to reduce their needs, and enacted a law banning binding food of any race. It will happen too, Lacioni, although he has never eaten food like this since I was appointed his soul mate, but suddenly doing it, it's a bit embarrassing, and more importantly, why do you do it on your birthday!

"Julian, go get the whip." I held back my anger and called...