Transmigration to a Beautiful Man
Lunch Not Tasteless

He unwittingly begins to treat Haris as an important person like a big celebrity.

The cameraman is watching a movie.

“But it was a good scene. Too bad to stop it. It has ... what is its name? the attraction? Just one glance is enough to grab your attention. Because she's too pretty!”

The cameraman liked Haris, and in fact wanted to give him more shots on the screen.

The cameraman also added, “Even if we just broadcast him chopping wood all afternoon, viewers will probably still watch it.”

When the director heard that, he relented. “Alright, edit the beginning and middle. Don't show everything.”

On the other hand, Anita has started by wiping the floor with a cleaning wipe. After more than two hours, he finally cleared the top floor and the messy dining room floor.

Fahri played water all morning watering the vegetable garden. He took off his shoes and rolled up his pants, taking a walk in the park. Seeing that it was almost time to eat, he happily ran back home barefooted.

His feet were still wet, and also dirty, he immediately stepped onto the floor without washing his feet first.

In spirit upon entering the house, “I return! Watering plants is so much fun, I want to do this again next time. By the way, what will we eat for this lunch?”

Fahri had just stepped through the entrance when he met Anita's cold gaze.

Anita glanced down.

Fahri followed his gaze and also looked down. He looked at the trail of soil carried by his feet and was immediately stunned.

"Eh, sorry– I accidentally!"

Anita took a deep breath and tried to persuade herself ‘no, I should be calm and gentle with my junior. Relax, there is a camera broadcasting.’

'But he's so annoying! Should I beat up this punk? What young people need right now is a good blow so they don't throw much tantrums!'

Anita's thinking started to get messed up. His mind is already so messy. In the end, he managed to control his emotions.

Anita threw the cleaning rag, mop, and bucket to the ground. Then, he put one hand behind the sofa and immediately jumped on it, yelling at Fahri.

“Stand there, and don't move!”

Fahri immediately said try to calm Anita. “Uh, Anita senior, calm, quiet, quiet. I'll help?”

****

Haris also went inside the house and sat down after washing her face and hands. Everyone sat down to eat, it was almost 1pm.

There are three plates on the table. Everyone was hungry, but no one moved their spoon as it looked at the rather dubious look of the food.

Nina no longer had such a glamorous appearance when she first arrived. His hair was a mess, and his face was covered in dust from the wood stove. He pouted at the plate on the table.

Ella was actually rather pleased with the cooking. It feels very ‘unik’, and he is just making it up as he leaves. Still, he was comfortable with himself and had an overwhelming sense of accomplishment, so he automatically saw the results with satisfaction. He even timidly rubbed the back of his head, acting timidly.

“Hehe, I hope you enjoy it. I cooked today, so the taste might not be the best. But it won't be too bad.”

Anita glanced at him and fell silent for a while before saying, “You are really humble, huh?”

Ella timidly cupped her face in her hands and giggled.

“No, no, no, you are too humble. How can this be called ‘ mediocre'? The usual word is already too much praise for that. If you don't bring it to the table, I'll think it's leftovers!”

Ella stood up and moved to catch him. When Anita saw him coming, she got up from her seat as she spoke and avoided him around the dining table. Even when he was chased, his mouth never stopped, like he was doing crosstalk.

“Just look at the sauteed tomatoes and eggs. If it wasn't for my good eyes, I wouldn't even be able to see what it was. It looks like soup with water."

"Look, the eggs are all mixed with tomatoes. Messing up tomatoes and eggs as bad as this can also be considered a real talent.”

Anita turned back to her chair and sighed. “Alright, you can stop chasing me. Are you a thug? I'm just expressing my opinion. I didn't say I wouldn't eat it.”

Ella stuttered desperately for a long time. But in the end, it didn't manage to spit out a word to refute Anita. Finally, he went to Nina who was scooping the rice, and complained with a frown.

“Nina, make sure to give senior Anita extra food!”

The group was not satisfied with the gratuitous food, and everyone did not eat much.

Haris was silent and never spoke much. He looks like a type that is not picky and easy to take care of. But in fact, he is very picky, and his senses are very sensitive. 

If the food is a little, or does not suit his taste, he will not eat one more bite. 

He doesn't eat much in the morning. At lunch, others are a little better and try to at least eat some mouthfuls.

But Haris ate very little. He took nothing but a little rice. Rice is one part of the whole meal that is rather successful. Even so, it is still a little undercooked due to lack of water when cooking.

*****

At two o'clock in the evening, probably because she was too hungry today, Haris' stomach started to sting from hunger.

Perhaps due to her unrelenting abdominal pain, Haris became a little irritable, the kind of irritability that appeared for no reason.

In this situation, the negative feelings multiply.

Anger is fine, upset is fine, even sadness or sadness is whatever it is everything is fine. It was as if all of these emotions were fused into one very special emotion.

Sometimes, she suddenly started crying.

By the time she realizes that she is crying, she will be confused.

When did she start crying?

Why is she crying?

Obviously, nothing is too sad to be upset about.

Haris recalls that the staff from the program crew had given him chocolate by the time he split the wood to replenish his energy. Haris did not eat it back then because it was a bitter chocolate, so he quietly placed it on top of the cupboard downstairs.

Haris sat down and slowly put on her shoes.

He felt that eating something could help him release his low spirits, and could fill up a bit of his hunger.

After splitting a lot of wood during the day, Haris felt tired. His eyes were half closed. He thought to himself, a little indifferent, at the very least, he might be able to fall asleep.