This choice: They Finish Lunch Uninterrupted | Go Back Chapter 32: Sakura Throws Back the Nabemono Front (ID #981638) an addition by: Hereward ![View colin's Portfolio. [Offline / Private]](http://images.Writing.Com/imgs/writing.com/writers/costumicons/ps-icon-regular-10.gif) More by this author By the time Meilin had knawed her way through the noodle, breaking it in two, Sakura had already cleared a quarter of the nabemono from the left-hand side. The noodle just stimulated Meilin's stomach and now she saught out to eat as many different parts of the dish as she could. Within arm's reach was a salad leaf; she decided to nibble on that for a while but, while her arm could reach it, her mouth couldn't. Grabbing onto it with both hands she pulled to either bring it closer to her or vice-versa. A shifting from up above made her feel uneasy as she thought that her haste would bury her under one leaf ergo to be part of Sakura's last bite, fortunately her weight wasn't enough to bring it down on top of her and, instead, she found herself jumping to take bites out of it.
Sakura made regular glances at Meilin's tiny form, making sure she didn't get lost in the chaos of the noodles. But upon seeing her doing pull-ups to eat a salad leaf she just couldn't help but giggle, which most certainly did not go unnoticed by Meilin as she suddenly let go of the leaf and tumbled over part of the noodle she had earlier bit through.
"CAREFUL NOW." Sakura teased. "YOU DON'T WANT TO GET INDIGESTION." Meilin looked up at Sakura's looming visage, once again reminded as to how easily she could be killed here. She then noticed something else; her ragged clothes were sodden, she was being soaked by the sauce. Not letting such a major opportunity for good food pass up she began licking her hands clean of the sauce. "WOW!" Sakura boomed. "YOU SURE ARE HUNGRY." Meilin suddenly looked at her in a new way; not out of fear and awe but with a tone of bother. Sakura, too far away to notice this, returned to clearing the left-hand side of the plate, a single mouthful once again hitting home their difference in size. Meilin continued through whatever she could get at along the right-hand edge of the meal.
"SO," Sakura asked sometime later, "HOW LONG HAVE YOU BEEN LIKE THIS?" There was clearly concern in her mighty voice but how does Meilin interpret the question? Where will this story go next? Your choices are below...
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