Tak tak tak…
The dining room was quiet and pretty awkward. Vivian noticed Eliza's sour mood and the fact she pouted and looked at me worriedly. She didn't even touch her food, which Linda said was her favorite, as she was too worried about her daughter's condition.
I only smiled at her and glanced at Cecil, who was silent. Knowing the situation, the minotaur didn't ask me to drink her milk directly from her breasts in front of Vivian and Eliza because she didn't want to upset the latter too much.
Without me saying much, I knew my gesture would hint to Vivian that Eliza was pouting because we had left her out while having fun in the bathroom. The older lady was peeping on us, after all.
Understanding my hint, Vivian nodded slightly and turned to Eliza. Then she coughed to get her daughter's attention.
"Dear daughter. Why don't you eat quietly? It's really rude, you know? Did you forget about table manners?"
Clang!