Fulilian: Dominate Aura at the beginning

Chapter 152 Lunch Time for the Couple (Part 2)
Vlamé looked up, her gaze fixed on the murals with stained glass windows on the wall.

She wasn't appreciating the art, of course; she was using the sunlight streaming through the stained-glass window to determine the time by the brightness of the murals reflected on them.

Roughly six hours have passed—

Even Vlamé himself didn't expect that so much time would have passed.

Although she was never separated from Agusid for even a second from beginning to end.
But as she watched time slip away, she still felt a sense of emptiness in her heart.

And when this feeling of emptiness arises along with the rumbling of the stomach—

Before Agushid lay Vlamed's pleading and languid face.

"Agusid..."

"I'm hungry."

So said the first great mage of mankind, who intended to turn emptiness into appetite.

And so, the heavy topic was quietly swept away.

Agushid shrugged helplessly.

Vlame's gaze gradually turned serious, and he repeated what he had just said.

"Agusid..."

"I'm hungry."

The answer was already clear the moment the words were spoken.

What appeared in Vula's eyes was naturally the submissive attitude of the most powerful demon.

"What to eat?"

"do not know."

"Then why did you say you were hungry?"

"Because I was indeed a little hungry."

An answer that cannot be refuted; Vlamed's thought process was often beyond even Agushid's comprehension.

However, he was not stumped by such a difficult problem.

Instead, he gently stroked his wife's hair—

"In that case, shall I do it the same way as before?"

Agushid's soft question left Vlame somewhat dazed.

Vlame's dazed state also made the most powerful demon realize something.

There is no other reason——

Vlamé's statement that he was hungry here meant that he intended to leave immediately.

After all, her own cooking was mediocre, and Agusid had never shown off his culinary skills in front of her...

However, looking at it now—

Judging from what Agushid just said, does that mean he'll be the one cooking for us when we're together in the future?
More accurately, it should be during the years we were married.

but……

why?
Why am I so lazy that I even let Agusid take care of cooking?

Surely it wasn't because he saw me blow up the kitchen that he automatically took over, right?

……

Probably not?
"As you think now, Vlamed..."

"According to our future habits, I'll always be the one to cook at this time—"

"So there's no need to question what I said; I just blurted out the wrong thing without thinking."

At this point, Agushid paused for a moment.

He replayed in his mind the tone of Vlamé's voice when he repeated that he was hungry twice.
Then, recalling Vlamé's character at that moment and understanding her true meaning, he added:
"So if you don't want to, or don't trust my skills,"

“We can use ‘Space Slash’ to go eat at those old restaurants in the southern part of the Empire that we like.”

"So, what do you think?"

What would Vlamé think?
This is completely unnecessary.

They have the wonderful opportunity to witness Agushid cooking a thousand years in the future.

And you can even taste his cooking yourself...

No matter how you look at it, it's impossible to choose the second option, right?
Although those old shops did indeed bring Vlamé some wonderful memories.

But sorry, in the eyes of humanity's first great mage, there was only one creed.

—Under Agushid, all beings are equal.

So, sorry, everything has to wait in line when you encounter Agusid. "Aren't you just asking the obvious? Of course I'd choose the first one..."

"To be honest, I'm already looking forward to your future skills, Agushid..."

"Are you looking forward to it?"

"Then I shouldn't let you down, Vlame, after all, you are very fond of the future you."

Agushid lowered his head and gently pinched his wife's cheek.

Then slowly loosen your arms and get up straight.

There were no food items in the monastery, and it was impossible for Agushid to have such things on him.

So even though he had to leave his wife to gather ingredients, there were still several hours between them.

But listening to the barely audible gurgling sounds coming from the direction of Vlamé's lower abdomen—

Even the most powerful demons were forced to take the initiative to attack in order to feed their wives.

"Volamei, would you like some dessert?"

Because without using the "Space Slash" to travel to densely populated areas, there would be no ingredients to make the desserts that Vlamé likes.

So Agusid asked this question before setting off to gather ingredients.

"Dessert?"

"Hmm...Agushid, having you by my side is sweet enough, so I don't need anything else."

"..."

"Old-fashioned love lines."

"Well?"

"How could that be? I had to force myself to say such shameful things—"

"Since you know it's shameful, then don't say it..."

"You're still a fool, aren't you, Vlame?"

In order to prove that he wasn't stupid

Vlame slowly rose to his feet, following Agushid's movements.

"Agushid, since you are being so rude..."

"Then let's settle this with our lunch preparations!"

"Let's not talk about why we suddenly want to have a showdown..."

"What do you mean by only mentioning lunch preparations? Are you going to cook lunch too?"

"Yes, it is like that."

"Let's see who makes the better one."

"As for the punishment... well, we'll follow the usual practice: the loser has to scrub the winner's back while they take a bath tonight..."

Agushid helplessly rubbed his forehead.

He always felt that whether he won or lost, he was likely to make a huge profit.

Moreover, it's the kind of huge profit that involves both eating and taking things away.

This seems to be the same for Vlamé.

and so……

Can this really be called punishment?
Vlame, that's why I said you're an idiot.

Looking at Vlamé, who was practically a freebie in front of him,
The most powerful demon thought his wife was so adorable that he couldn't resist giving her a gentle kiss.

"Agushid, your attempt to bribe me is too despicable."

"Although I'm very happy, don't think that will make me go easy on you—"

"I have quite a bit of experience when it comes to cooking."

I have some insights to share...

Does it mean that on our first wedding anniversary, we blew the kitchen to the sky during dinner time?
Vlamé —

I don't see any indication that you have any insights or expertise in this area.

Agushid did not expose his wife's stubbornness.

He simply smiled gently and reached out to pinch Vlame's soft chin.

"Please do not hold back—"

An ordinary human chef from a thousand years ago VS the world's strongest chef a thousand years later.

Will it win?
(End of this chapter)