Rui burped, putting down his bowl and patting his inflated stomach.
"That's bad manners, Rui." Lashara gently reprimanded him.
"My bad, I'm just pletely full." He apologized, before getting up. He washed his used utensils and vessels and put it in the cupboard.
"Thanks for the delicious dinner, I love steak."
"Hehe..." Myra smirked from across the kitchen. "I knew you would be absolutely famished after that ice balance training you always do in the winters, today we managed to get some good steak at a low price!" Myra was the head cook of the orphanage; she was in charge of all matter related to the kitchen.
"Sweet, do you need help with the rest of the utensils?" Rui sked.
"Nah, there isn't much left. You must be tired, so why don't you get some sleep?"
"Alright, thanks, good night."
"Good night."
He headed towards the study before picking up a book. The study had numerous books on various subjects that Lashara would refer to while teaching. From these books Rui had managed to learn about the world he was reborn in, thankfully he'd spent the last six year learning the script to read and write and he had bee very proficient with language, far more so than a normal seven-year-old. He'd read up on history, geography and civics with some guidance from Lashara to answer some of the questions he had had for a long time.
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