"Huh? Didn't the elf girl say she only takes water and fruit?"
"Yes, but that's either because she's being stubborn, or because she doesn't actually know her own needs."
"…What do you mean by that?"
"Elves who live in the forest really can survive on just water and fruit. They draw life force from the forest itself. However, that only applies when they are inside the forest."
"I see. Because this isn't a forest."
"Exactly. She may need proper meals here."
"Understood. I'll deliver it."
With bread, sausage, and wine in hand, I headed toward the building in the right rear of the church grounds.
There were stairs on the courtyard side, and the second floor served as the bedroom.
I went upstairs. Since both my hands were full, I called out instead of knocking.
"It's me. Masaharu. The guy who held you last night."
