C86 I Think It's Better for You to Live Here

He slowly drank, his throat trembling bit by bit, the wine wriggling along his throat, slowly entering his stomach. He raised his head and looked at me leisurely.

I swallowed a mouthful of saliva. Oh my, it wasn't that I said that his drinking movement was... too slow.

I was a little stunned and surprised. I kept feeling that he had taken my soul away.

Then