SINCE he was reincarnated, Astrid had avoided this menace of a fruit. Not just it, but any fruit even remotely resembling it. Those tiny things that could easily lodge in one's throat. He had been avoiding it since he started to walk on his own.
How could he not when those round fruit was literally the cause of his death in his past life? Even now, he could still remember the feeling he felt when that fruit was stuck in his throat. That feeling of helplessness when one couldn't breathe and there's no one there to help you, it was still so vivid in his mind.
In fact, when he was younger, he would often have nightmares about it. It's so scary that he would sometimes wake up in the middle of the night full of cold sweats. It took time before he could put that behind him. But it didn't really disappear, he was just able to tuck it away into the deepest recesses of his memory.
