He stiffened, looking down at the book in his hands, before looking back up at Motochika, hesitantly handing the book over. It wasn’t a journal, but a published book, the title reading: “Healthy Eating”.
“I-I don’t know what humans eat.. So I went and got a book..” He muttered.
“I-I don’t know what humans eat.. So I went and got a book..” He muttered.