Tehe(*´∀`)♪ I Was Picked Up By a Wolf - Chapter 15

Chapter 15

Chapter 15: Food

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After sleeping for five straight days, when the black fenrir had woken up, it was very  wary of its surroundings . . According to Russel, something must have happened to the fenrir that made it like that .

“It growled at my precious Amelia… I…let it live but……ki…”

Russel kept mumbling weird things . I think I heard something disturbing after he said he let it live…

It must have been my imagination, yes, that must be it . He would never behave like that…

It mentioned something about a slave trader, maybe it used to be treated as slave, I guess .

Two weeks passed since then .

It was the end of fall, almost winter . The weather was very cold, so I had to use a scarf most of the time . I wore a long-sleeved dress, along with some trousers underneath it, which soon became my regular outfit .

According to Martha-san, this made buying clothes easier, since she didn’t need to worry as much on what to buy .

Martha wore a long-sleeved vest and loose trousers that looked almost like a skirt . To be honest, she looks cool no matter what she’s wearing .

The black fenrir was still wary, but at least it ate three meals a day . Though of course, it still makes me taste it in front of it with a small spoon, so it could be certain it isn’t poisoned . As for me, that also served as a way to making sure it’s eating .

Apparently monsters that could shapeshift into a human form, like a fenrir, can also eat the same food as humans without problems . The first week after it woke up, I fed it well cooked vegetables and fruits, mashed together . The second week, I only gave it some solid food and soup . When someone is bedridden and gets really thin, their stomach gets weaker, so it’s always best to start with soft food . By the third week Martha told me it was fine to give it regular food .

It’s probably thanks to it eating regularly, that it’s slowly starting to build up some muscle mass again and its overall figure is looking better too .

However, it refused to say a single word since that day it woke up . During the first week he’d start growling if I got near it . When the second week came around, it limited itself to staring intently at me, in silence .

Apparently, the fenrir only talks normally with Russel, asking him about the inhabitants of the house or about the forest .

I bring it food every day . Today too, I went to her (Russel told me it happens to be female fenrir) room, and once again tried to start a conversation in every way I could think of .

Tonight’s dinner was a soup made of vegetables and a lot of Rock Boar bacon, some bread cut into small pieces to make it easier to eat and a pear-like fruit called Lyre cut in slices . I arranged everything in a tray and carried it to the room

*knock* *knock*

I always make sure to knock the door . She can probably feel me whenever I get close, but knocking gives me more time to prepare myself before facing her, or so I convinced myself .

“I’m going in . Here’s dinner . ”