Chapter 450


    The server was too busy to give Harold a response, so he put down the te and turned around to


    clear out the other tables instead.


    Harold rubbed his stomach and gulped in hunger again.


    I''ll watch over her te of pasta for now. It should be fine if I ask her to treat me to a te of pasta


    later, right?


    With that thought in mind, Harold ended up waiting for half an hour, but there were still no signs of that


    woman.


    It was the start of winter, so, by then, the pasta was cold.


    Harold guessed that the woman was not going toe back anymore. It is just a te of pasta, after


    all. It will not be a huge loss for her.


    Why don''t I finish it for her? The staff here will definitely throw the pasta out once I leave, and it''ll be


    such a waste.


    Harold was not even bothered by the fact that the woman had already taken a bite from the te.


    After all, he heard that soldiers, especially the ones from special forces, tended to be on guard for days


    during their missions in the wild. Sometimes, those missions wouldst half a month. To curb their


    hunger, they would even resort to eating live mice.


    Thinking of that, Harold surveyed his surroundings to make sure no one was looking at him.


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    Then, he quickly took the woman''s te of pasta closer to him before devouring the food.


    Hunger always makes everything taste delicious.


    Even though the pasta had gone cold, it still tasted like the best dish in the world to Harold.


    Just as Harold was about finish the pasta, he sensed a burning gaze fixed on him.


    Upon lifting his head, he realized that the woman had returned at some point. She had a hand covering


    her mouth and a finger pointing at Harold as she screeched, “I... I asked you to watch over my te,


    but you stole it? You''re disgusting!”


    Her cry attracted the attention of the other patrons in the shop.


    In no time, everyone was looking at Harold with either disbelief or disdain.


    “Even though he''s dressed nicely, he still has the audacity to steal someone''s food. How disgusting!”


    “That''s why you can''t judge a book by its cover. Some people are dressed to the nines, but they can be


    the worst kinds of people out there.”


    Harold became the subject of scathing remarks from many people, but he remained unperturbed.


    Fortunately, he possessed an exceptionally strong mind.


    “I''m sorry. I thought you weren''ting back after the long wait, and I didn''t want to waste the pasta,


    so I ate it.”


    Harold felt the need to exin to her, for the pasta was the woman''s anyway.


    However, the woman snarled at Harold, “Not wanting to waste the pasta? Get off your high horse. I


    bought the pasta with my own money, and even if I were to throw it away, it''s my business. What does


    this have to do with you? You ate my food—food that I''ve eaten before too—without my permission, so


    that''s stealing! You''re revolting. Forget it. It''s toote now, and I don''t want to stoop to your level. I''ll


    pretend that a roon ate my pasta instead.”


    She did not ept Harold''s exnation, and once she was done saying her piece, she grabbed her


    bag from her seat and strode out of the shop.


    Harold was infuriated by herst line, which implied that he was an animal scavenging through trash for


    food.


    However, he btedly realized that the woman was not back for her pasta; she came back for the bag


    she had left on the chair.