With a flick of his hand, Blood Extinguisher was back in Idiot's grip. He placed a cabbage on the cutting board and started chopping it with the dagger. Honestly, the sword was not just a tool for killing to Idiot; more often, it served as a kitchen knife for household chores. He was grateful that no matter how much he chopped or hacked, the blade never dulled, saving him the time of sharpening it.
Surprisingly, the sword didn't seem to mind its daily use. It often just watched Idiot with a cold laugh, unconcerned with the specifics of its application.
Breakfast was ready, and since there wasn't much money and the food provided by Kampas as aid was sparse, eggs had almost become the sole sustenance for Bread and Idiot in the mornings.
He placed two plates of fried egg pancakes on the table, lifted the chopped cabbage, and laid it in the middle of the pancakes before rolling them up. Then, he went over to Bread's bed and tapped her little body.
