[Morning, Davis Residence]
It was early in the morning, a little past seven, and in the Davis residence, inside the kitchen, Jonathan — who had just woken up, wearing only pants and barefoot — was cheerfully preparing his breakfast for school.
A light, content smile stayed on his face as he hummed some random song. His happiness was obvious, and the reason for it was clear: he was happy for finally having eaten Elizabeth. Not only that, now he could finally continue his plan of getting his harem. He just needed to follow his pre-orchestrated plan.
Finishing spreading jelly on a toast, he licked the excess off the knife as a soft, tired-sounding hum came from behind him.
And when he looked at the source, he found a sleepy Elizabeth dragging her feet slowly across the floor while rubbing her eyes.
"Good morning, sleepyhead. Did you sleep well?" Turning to her and crossing his arms, he asked, smiling.
