The atmosphere in the living room had become very strange.
On one side, Lu Shu was seriously considering what kind of cursed tools could be made from his future discarded organs, bones & mosuls.
On the other side, Lu Mu and Lu Xie were questioning every decision they had made in life.
Lu Shu: Father probably likes practical things.
Maybe a sword made from my arm bone.
No, too flashy.
Maybe a dagger.
Mother doesn’t seem to like fighting.
A protective necklace should be better.
A protective necklace made from my ribs would be nice.
As for my five sisters…
Hmm…
different designs for each of them.
Hairpins?
Bracelets?
Rings?
Different designs for different personalities.
After all, if I’m going to make cursed tools from my body, I should make them look beautiful.
Lu Mu’s eyes softened.
For a moment, he was genuinely touched.
His son was thinking about protecting the family.
Then he remembered the materials.
Lu Mu’s thoughts:
Wait…
Why are all the materials his body parts?
Why can’t normal people buy gifts?
Why must my son dismantle himself before every family holiday?…
Why must everything good begin with such horror acts?
Lu Xie’s thoughts:
I should be touched.
I really should be touched.
But why do I feel like crying instead?
At that moment—
A voice came from the kitchen.
This is somehow both the sweetest and most horrifying thing I’ve ever heard.
If another person told me they planned to give me a bracelet made from their rib bone, I would call the police.
But somehow my brother genuinely means well.
At that moment—
“Food is ready!”
Li Qing’s cheerful voice echoed through the house.
Since she had been cooking in the kitchen the entire time, she hadn’t heard a single thought from Lu Shu.
Thus, she was currently the only mentally healthy person in the house.
The moment Lu Shu heard the word “food,” every thought about cursed tools disappeared.
Lu Shu: Food.
Finally.
Meeaatttt.
Lu Mu and Lu Xie exchanged glances.
Lu Mu’s thoughts:
His priorities are surprisingly simple.
Lu Xie’s thoughts:
Thank goodness.
He’s thinking about eating instead of organ harvesting.
His eyes instantly locked onto the kitchen.
Lu Mu suddenly remembered something.
Both of Lu Shu’s legs were broken.
One fibula.
One tibia.
Although only he and Lu Xie knew that.
Lu Mu said : “Shu’er.”
“Today we’ll eat in the living room.”
Lu Xie immediately stood up.
“I’ll help Mother bring everything.”
Without waiting for a response, she hurried away.
She practically ran toward the kitchen.
Anything to stop thinking about cursed-organ necklaces.
Lu Shu didn’t care where he will eat.
Whether it was a couch.
A table, the roof, the floor.
None of that mattered.
Lu Shu: As long as there is meat.
A few minutes later, dishes began arriving one after another.
The aroma instantly filled the room.
Lu Shu’s nose twitched.
Lu Shu: Damn.
Li Qing nearly cried.
Li Qing’s thoughts:
He likes it!
My son likes my cooking!
This is the first time I’ve seen him show interest in something!
Yesterday she had only found her lost son.
Today she had already cooked for him.
For a mother who had searched for ten years, such a simple thing carried immense meaning.
Lu Mu’s thoughts:
Good.
Very good.
At least eating is normal.
Lu Xie’s thoughts:
Thank heavens.
For once we’re discussing food instead of organ removal.
Soon all dishes were placed before them.
Lu Shu stared at the table.
His expression gradually became confused.
Then he slowly looked toward Li Qing.
He finally spoke.
“Mother…”
“What are those?”
Silence.
Li Qing froze.
Her eyes widened.
Her lips trembled.
Then—
She covered her mouth.
Her son had spoken to her.
He called her mother.
Not in his thoughts.
Not accidentally.
Not while half-conscious.
He called her mother directly.
“Mother.”
For ten years she had imagined this scene countless times.
A little boy tugging at her sleeve.
Calling her mother.
Smiling at her.
Complaining about food.
Being spoiled.
Being naughty.
Now it had finally happened.
That single word nearly dealt critical damage to Li Qing.
Li Qing’s thoughts:
He called me Mother!
He actually called me Mother!
Mother!
She felt as if flowers were blooming everywhere.
Although her son was apparently a reincarnated sorcerer who planned to remove his own liver which she didn’t know yet.
But details weren’t important.
Meanwhile Lu Mu looked away.
Lu Mu’s thoughts:
She’s about to cry.
Lu Xie’s thoughts:
Mother has already won life.
Trying to suppress her happiness, Li Qing introduced the dishes.
“This is Jumping Buddha.”
“The famous dish of Jingson Province.”
She pointed at another dish.
“This is Dog Running in Green.”
“It uses extremely rare mushrooms and vegetables.”
Another dish.
“This is Pure-Kiss Full Chicken.”
“It’s known as the bodybuilder chicken of the chicken family.”
Another.
“This is Fishcow.”
“The luxury wagyu of the sea.”
Finally—
“And this is shredded pork with caviar.”
Lu Shu’s smile vanished.
Instantly.
Lu Mu’s smile froze.
Lu Xie’s smile froze.
“What happened?”
No one answered.
Inside Lu Shu’s head—
Lu Shu: What the fuck.
Li Qing’s heart skipped a beat.
Lu Shu: I specifically hoped there wouldn’t be ground meat, no minced meat, no diced meat and no shredded meat.
Lu Shu: And Mother brought shredded meat.
Li Qing turned pale.
Li Qing’s thoughts:
I didn’t know!
How was I supposed to know?!
The name of Sukuna appeared in her mind again.
The countless cuts.
The damaged soul.
The torture.
Immediately—
Li Qing’s thoughts:
Sukuna you beast!
Look what you’ve done to my son!
Even shredded pork traumatizes him!
Lu Xie’s thoughts:
I’ve never met him and I already want to punch him.
Meanwhile—
Lu Shu: Well, it’s not Mother’s fault.
I never told her.
Besides…
He looked at the food.
Lu Shu: I’m starving enough to eat the table if necessary.
Food is food.
Li Qing finally relaxed slightly.
Then another thought appeared.
Lu Shu: Still…
What kind of names are these?
Everyone listened.
Lu Shu: Jumping Buddha.
Dog Running in Green.
Fishcow.
Lu Shu: In my previous life I traveled for nearly one and a half years.
I visited countless places of different countries .
I ate more than five hundred dishes in china alon.
Cheap food.
Luxury food.
Street food.
Restaurant food.
Lu Shu: Yet I’ve never even heard these names.
Was I not considered rich back then?
The Lu family became confused.
Lu Mu’s thoughts:
Well…
China has an absurd number of dishes.
Five hundred dishes isn’t that much…
Lu Xie’s thoughts:
China probably has tens of thousands of dishes.
Missing a few isn’t strange.
Li Qing’s thoughts:
As expected.
My son suffered in his previous lives.
He suffered so much in previous lives and couldn’t even eat properly.
After everyone settled down, Lu Mu smiled.
Li Qing nervously waited for Lu Shu’s reaction.
Lu Xie prepared to help him.
Lu Mu also watched Lu Shu with love and care.
“Let’s eat.”
Everyone picked up their chopsticks.
Then—
They froze.
Because Lu Shu’s next thought arrived.
Lu Shu: Holy self-intercourseing shit.
The family immediately became alert.
Lu Shu: This food is poisonous.
Silence.
A deathly silence filled the room.
Chapter End.