Bloody steaks, bloody vegetables. Even the rice was bloody. Seeing Aslia eating the bloody food with relish, I felt like my stomach was churning, and I rushed to the door and retched.
Yes, he is a vampire, do you still expect his food to be bread, milk, pancakes, and fried dough sticks? He already treated me well by not drinking blood in front of me. I really don't know how his mother survives.
Aslia looked at me retching, smiled slightly proudly, and showed an expression that said I'm afraid I won't be able to offend you this time.