Capítulo 309: Promises to the Artist

Within the hour, Mimi came scrambling back, grinning his usual lopsided grin while holding a rabbit corpse in his mouth. Yujia really had no idea how a dog could be so fluffy and have such an innocent gaze, yet simultaneously hold so much bloodthirst. 

By that time, Zixu already got a fire started. She looked away when he went to skin the rabbit. As an artist, she didn't mind anatomy or any of that from a technical standpoint, yet blood and guts could still make her a bit queasy when excessive. It just wasn't her kind of thing.

When Zixu moved on from skinning to skewering the rabbit on a stick and roasting it over a fire, she turned to look, at last.

During the time that Mimi was gone, he had set up a contraption made of sticks to stand over the fire he built. Now, with the rabbit impaled on a stick, he placed it over the fire and allowed it to sit there.

"It'll be done soon enough," he informed. "I really wish I had some salt or other spices."