Who would give a law to lovers? Love is unto itself a higher law. -






Sooooooooo.

We were talking at the dinner table. I wasn't really paying attention, thinking of TeruMatsu and stuff, but then Papa raised a question and I only listened to the ending:

'So what went into the bao?'

'Hn....Repeat the question.'

'OK. In olden days of China, there were people who used to sell bao to the passing travellers along roads or similar things. They marinate the meat until you can't really taste the flavor, you know...we used to eat the stuff.

So, they could use whatever they wanted for the filling. What did you think they used? I give you ten tries I bet you won't get it right.'

'What kind of meat? What animal, is it?'

'Yeah'

I thought. (I know, amazing fact right.)

'...UM... HUMAN MEAT?!'

A slow smile made it's way up my father's face, eyes filled with mirth. Belatedly, I matched the smile.


'Right? ... I'm right, aren't I ...!'

He nodded, smile still plastered there.

I let out a shriek of laughter, and he backed off, slightly surprised.

'Ahahahahah-! Seriously! Human meat?! I GOT IT RIGHT. Right, you owe me!'

'Hahha... OK lah I owe you. Here's the story: The owners of the bao store would drug or drink passing folks to a stupor, then poison or kill them. I suspect they targeted the fatty meaty ones...Anyway then they cut up their meat, and put it into the bao! And so the cycle continues.'

I know, ohmahgod right XDDD






I thought myself so very very beautiful.

So it comes as some surprise that the one I think more beautiful than myself has the same opinion of me.

If demeanor, why?

follow-up, why do I despise your voice?