"Honey, you must be hungry huh? I'm sorry Mom for being late delivering food for you. Look, Mother has brought food for you!” She raised the bag of blood that was in her grip. She was startled this time when she felt someone seize the pouch in her hand by force. Of course, she knew it was her son who did it. The growling suddenly stopped and was replaced by the sound of someone greedily drinking something.

Clara took advantage of it by walking over to the table in the room. She had stayed in the hut for a long time so she more or less memorized the location of...