Doomsday Wonderland Vol. 10: Lava [Complete]

1264: Rainy Day Visitors

Bohemia didn't know when it had started raining. Raindrops streaked down the window, making it chilly and covering the glass with a greyish-blue mist. Inside, the aroma of roasted chicken, the occasional clinking of bowls and pots, and the lingering warmth from the stove filled the kitchen with a bright and warm atmosphere.

Bohemia was already starving. Even if Lin Sanjiu were a horse instead of her mother, she wouldn't allow her to leave the kitchen until they were full. She devoured five bowls of turkey mixed with eggs and stopped when she couldn't take another bite. She pushed the bowl away and wiped the sweat off her forehead—suddenly realizing that not a single grain of salt had been added to this meal.

"Salt is not good for a cat's kidneys."

Although Yuan Xiangxi wasn't affected by the pocket dimension, he was enthusiastically role-playing. He said seriously, "But I added some raw fish juice to enhance the taste. It should be especially delicious, right?"

Indeed, it was damn delicious.

Bohemia felt both happy and annoyed. "Can this damn pocket dimension even affect taste?"

"It seems like it can affect memories too. I wonder if it changes depending on the situation and difficulty. Oh, I just remembered. Do you still remember the pocket dimension, huh? The pocket dimension that started with kind words seems quite mild for you. Its impact on you isn't too severe. Don't you want to catch fireflies?"

The hostess seemed a little disappointed when she saw her frown. Yuan Xiangxi tidied up the tableware, carried a glass of water, and walked out the door. "Do you remember when you suddenly remembered that... that person, you know, licking her father's bowl? It must have been a memory given by the pocket dimension."

To be safe, it would be better not to mention Baby Bao, who might appear in the future.

Bohemia subconsciously followed him, leaving the kitchen together. 'That's right,' she thought and took a deep breath before asking, "Hey... which bowl did she lick back then?"

'It wasn't the bowl I just used, was it?'

"Don't worry. I gave you a cat bowl that I found on the floor." Yuan Xiangxi entered the living room, then suddenly turned around at the doorway. He smiled, his doe eyes curving, revealing a row of white teeth. "With those bells jingling as you walk, you're like a cat with a bell around its neck."

Having eaten to her heart's content, Bohemia didn't feel as fiery. She snorted, squeezed past Yuan Xiangxi, and sat beside Lin Sanjiu—this dead horse was still the same. No matter how much she pushed, her eyes wouldn't open.

"What should we do?" she asked, poking Sugar Cube's face a few times. "She's been unconscious for so long; her body must be dehydrated. Look, when I poke her, she sinks but doesn't bounce back."

Yuan Xiangxi also examined Lin Sanjiu, then looked at the water in his hand. "Then, how about—"

"Don't give her water," Puppeteer's voice suddenly sounded, startling both of them.

They whirled around to face him but found that he hadn't actually come down himself—yet it sounded like he was whispering in their ears.

Despite knowing that the other party could hear their every move and word clearly, Bohemia still raised her voice and said, "But, sir, can we really leave her like this? What will happen to her next?"

Hearing her own tone, her heart tightened, and she came to her senses: this big, orange cat seemed quite favored by its owner. Even when speaking to Puppeteer, it had an air of natural familiarity.