I Became The Mother Of The Strongest Villain

d as if he was convinced.

“No, it’s too much.” Yuria shook her head.

“This?” Cain made a face as if he couldn’t understand.

It was because she was small, her stomach seemed small, too.
Seeing how she cried because she had to eat this much.
She was so adorable that he almost reached out and patted her, but he restrained himself because he was afraid that Yuria would be too surprised.

“Yes.
So if it’s okay… Would you like to eat together?”

Thinking about it, he always helped Fren, but she never properly expressed her gratitude.
She needed to do something as a -thank you.- And besides, Cain wasn’t able to eat properly either after being by Fren’s side.

“…That’s good.”

It felt uncomfortable to eat the food of someone who was much smaller and weaker than he, but what could he do? She seemed to have a hard time eating it all because it was a lot.

“Next time, I’ll treat you to a proper meal.” Because there was nothing else she could do for Cain.

“With those hands?” Cain widened his eyes and looked at Yuria as if he had heard something really surprising.

“Do you have a prob– I mean, is there something wrong with my hands?”

“How can you make food with those tiny, soft hands?”

‘What if you get hurt?’ He couldn’t know if her tiny wrists would break under the weight of the heavy food.
Although she was a strong woman who could touch him, she only looked infinitely weak in Cain’s eyes.

“…I have done well so far.” Yuria said with a bewildered expression on her face, not knowing how to react to Cain’s question.

“I’m glad you haven’t been hurt so far.” It was a real miracle, a blessing.
Cain was greatly admiring.

Yuria looked at the scene with a strange expression and quickly organized the food Cain brought to eat.
There was so much that it was impossible to arrange everything at once on the table.

“Please go on, I didn’t prepare it but…” Yuria said with an awkward expression feeling mild embarrassment.

“That’s fine.” Cain sat down on the chair.

Yuria looked into Cain’s eyes and picked up the spoon first.
She didn’t realize it until she smelled the food, but she was starving.
She had to take good care of herself until Fren came to his senses.

Cain quietly watched Yuria eating.
It was strange to be able to hold a fork with that little hand, pick up food and eat it.
He wondered what could fit in that tiny little mouth, but more than he expected, food went in like it was a squirrel’s mouth.
Protruding round cheeks were wobbling playfully.
How lovely those munching lips.
Even the most delicious cherry fruit would not be more desirable than Yuria’s lips.

On a sudden impulse, Cain reached out and tapped Yuria’s cheek with his finger.
As if asking why, she looked straight at him, still with food in her mouth.
The round eyes were brighter and more transparent than those of a deer.
No other jewel in the world would be more beautiful than Yuria’s eyes.

“Aren’t you going to eat?” Yuria barely swallowed the food in her mouth and asked with clear eyes.

“…There is something else that looks more delicious.”

‘I wish I could ask you for that pink cheek just once.’ How luscious it looked, it was enough to stir a darker appetite.

“What?” Yuria tilted her head waiting for the next words, but since it didn’t come, she decided to let it go.

After a while, Yuria finished her meal.
With Cain’s help, all the food on the table was gone.
After eating, they had to clean.
Then, suddenly, Yuria had a question.

“By the way, where did you get this?”

‘I don’t think you would have made it yourself.
Then did you buy it? But aren’t you a demon? Do demons have money?’

Thinking about his previous statements, it seemed that he had just recently passed over to the human world.

“I got it.”

“Yes? You didn’t buy it?”

“It looked delicious, so I asked for it, and they gave it to me.”

Yuria was troubled by Cain’s account. ‘How am I supposed to take that?’ Listening to the content, it almost felt like it was stolen.
But even so, there was nothing she could do about it, so Yuria decided to just pretend she didn’t know.

“Well, I should do some cleaning first,” said Yuria, feeling bothered by the ruined house after watching Fren for a while.

“I’ll help too,” Cain said, worried that Yuria might fall over while cleaning.
In the first place, he didn’t want to entrust Yuria to a difficult and dangerous job like cleaning.
She had to only hold pretty and precious things in her hands.

“No, it’s okay.” Either way, Yuria shook her head.
She could not have Cain, the guest, do the cleaning.

However, Cain seemed to dislike it, and, like a grumpy child, stood motionless and stared at Yuria.
It was a clear protest.

“All right.
Then wipe the floor please.”

Yuria put the mop in Cain’s hand.

She soon deeply regretted her decision.