The Incubus System

Chapter 855: A Man's Gotta Eat

The Incubus System Chapter 845. A Man's Gotta Eat

Larry's attempt at brushing off the obvious signs with a nonchalant grin.

"What are you talking about? You know I hate fighting. I'm not your hooligan girlfriend (Olivia), ya know," he quipped.

I shot him a look... a flat, unyielding stare, arms folded across my chest.

He cringed under the weight of my scrutiny. "Uh... I fell this morning," he offered, but my skepticism hung thick.

I raised an eyebrow, the disbelief palpable in my tone. "Bruises on your waist, your left leg, and your right shoulder. Explain how you managed to acquire this impressive collection from a simple fall," I pressed.

Larry shifted uncomfortably. "It was a really... complicated fall?" he tried.

I didn't answer him.

He cleared his throat. "You know I'm a little clumsy. So I fell a few times," he grinned.

"Right..." I responded, my disbelief heavy in the air, my head nodding repeatedly.

Deciding not to push the matter further, I let out a huff. He wouldn't admit it, and I wasn't in the mood to play detective. My main concern was getting him to take better care of himself.

"Most importantly, have you treated it or seen a doctor?" I asked pointedly.

"I did. They said I would be fine," he replied quickly. A confidence in his tone seemed more like a reassurance for himself than for me. "You know, some bruises here and there won't overthrow a strong guy like me," he added a hint of bravado.

My faint smile persisted. I responded, "Yeah, you're not going to fall over something as small as that." I added, almost teasingly, "Your guild would definitely be very proud of you."

The subtle shift in my gaze told him that I was well aware that his bruises weren't the result of a mere stumble, he'd been in a fight with demons.

His confident wavered, replaced by a smile tinged with sadness. "I hope I can make them proud," he confessed in a softer tone. "But it seems... in the end, I'm just their pawn. But I'm happy that I have many friends there. Like Theo, for example. He's been acting better lately. At least he's not as bad as before," he added.

'Oh right... I almost forgot about Theo.' He was present at the previous fight, but given our strained history, I hadn't paid much attention to him. After all, he'd been out of my frame for quite some time.

I leaned back in my chair, studying him for a moment. "Being a pawn doesn't diminish your worth, Larry. Sometimes, the most significant moves in a game come from the pawns," I said philosophically. "And it's good to hear that Theo's shaping up. Everyone deserves a chance to change and be better. Just make sure you don't push yourself too hard, okay?" I reminded him.

"Don't worry. I know that," Larry replied nonchalantly. It was a response I expected, yet there was an underlying assurance in his words.

"Anyway, do you want to order something? It's on me," I offered, extending a friendly gesture.

"On you?" Larry's eyes gleamed with delight. "Cool! Because I forgot to bring my wallet, and I'm kinda hungry," he responded with a happy grin.

I chuckled at his enthusiasm.

Larry raised his hand, gesturing energetically for the waiter to come over.

The young waiter, dressed in a casual black apron, promptly approached our table with a ready smile.

"What can I get for you guys?" the waiter asked, his notepad poised.

Larry, still beaming with the excitement of a child in a candy store, leaned in and declared, "I'll have the works! French fries, onion rings, two grilled cheese sandwiches, a milkshake, and some orange juice."

The waiter, maintaining his professional demeanor, jotted down Larry's extensive order with a practiced hand. "Alright, sir. Anything for you?" he turned to me, expecting my request.

I blinked, momentarily stunned by the sheer magnitude of Larry's order. My initial offer to cover his meal had somehow transformed into a feast fit for a group.

I pressed my lips together, suppressing a chuckle at Larry's audacity. Taking a deep breath, I replied, "That's all."

The waiter noted my modest order with a subtle smile, perhaps recognizing the contrast between Larry's culinary extravaganza and my more reserved choice. "Got it. I'll be back shortly with your drinks and food," he assured, making a swift exit to convey our requests to the kitchen.

Once the waiter disappeared into the bustling cafe, I turned to Larry with an incredulous expression. "What? You said I could order anything, right?" he protested, his eyes sparkling with mischief.

I pressed my lips together, suppressing a chuckle, and let out a long exhale. "Well, I didn't expect you to order the entire menu," I teased.

Larry chuckled, thoroughly pleased with his selection. "Hey, a man's gotta eat, right? Especially after a rough day."

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