"Savory tofu pudding?"
Dracula surveyed the soft white substance in front of him with narrowed eyes. There was a layer of orange syrup over the top, as well as some diced pickled vegetables and dried shrimp.
An alluring aroma wafted into his nose. He couldn't identify what that aroma was; it was different from both blood and grass, but it was extremely alluring, and he couldn't help but gulp.
Is this something's
Many questions flashed through Dracula's mind, and he fell into deep thought as he looked at the savory tofu pudding in front of him.
"Here's your sweet tofu pudding… Here's your savory tofu pudding…"