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Daichi's hairs stood on end when he saw something wriggle at the bottom of the concoction. [color=ed1c24][i]How is that even edible?[/i][/color] The cat shuddered at the thought and returned his stare to Leval's face. [color=fff200]"-I don't know if humanoids can survive it. Would you like to try some?"[/color] Kuroda's interest was piqued immediately by the offer- such a thrilling opportunity was not one he would likely pass up. [color=ed1c24]"Really now? A big scary guy such as yourself must have a stomach of steel."[/color] he drolled, a wry smile spreading across his lips. He rested his chin on his hand and reached for the spoon Leval was holding out to him. [color=ed1c24]"-Don't mind if I do."[/color] The nocturne maintained his grinning facade as he carefully leaned across the table to get a better view of what he was about to consume. The "Bog's Broth" certainly didn't look any more appetizing up close, and the smell wasn't helping one bit. [color=ed1c24][i]What have I gotten myself into...[/i][/color]

Daichi flashed Leval one last look, an expression filled with regret. He dipped the spoon into the bowl and his face contorted with disgust at how thick the consistency of the sludge was. Chunks of God-knows-what were sinking around the utensil and weighed it down to the bottom of the dish. He forced a loud gulp before retrieving a spoonful of the broth. Hesitance evident, Daichi finally held the spoon to his lips, wallowed in the heat rising from the substance, closed his eyes tightly, and slowly pushed the food into his mouth. The texture mixed with the revolting taste was sickening, and the cat immediately felt his body reject the meal even before swallowing. He thrust his chair back, covered his mouth with the back of his hand, and bolted for the nearest trash can to relieve himself.

Spitting up the stomach-churning gruel made him feel like everything else he had eaten was going to make another appearance as well, but he forced himself to hold his food down. He gripped the sides of the trash can tightly and hovered over it, just in case he missed a few chunks. [color=ed1c24][i]Why the hell would anyone put themselves through this kinda torture?![/i][/color] Daichi aggressively wiped the corners of his mouth as he regathered his composure.