He sat will all that mighty. Very well trained ahead. It leans back in the chair. Even wearing a white t-shirt has no creases.

I just looked away after seeing the frown on his forehead, as if realizing that I was watching him. Before he could even look I quickly sat down. I even met Draco's teasing smile, I just ignored it.

“Eat it, Celeste. What do you want? Eggs? ” Draco asked.

I almost choked there, it made more sense for me to get an egg but someone had already put a fried egg on my plate.

We all looked at Callisto because of what he did. Like me they didn’t expect that either.

“Why? Eat it. ” He only knotted his brows then continue eating.
It's just that he didn't put an egg on my plate?

“Eat, Celeste. That’s delicious, that’s Callisto’s egg, ”West pretended not to be malicious but it got a deadly look from Callisto.

I could feel the heat rising on both my cheeks. I was not comfortable with what he said.

"I m-ean, that's an egg from Callisto's farm." its awkward answer before laughing out of tune. I even saw Draco hug him.

"You're so thin. Eat a lot, ”Callisto said.
I bowed to what he said and was embarrassed. I didn't mind that I even looked at my body. I'm not very thin, I'm just a bit skinny but I have flesh compared to others who are very thin.

“Eat it, Celeste. Callisto might plant watermelon for you, it's up to you. That's where you'll really get fat, ”West said indifferently. That's why Draco kicked him.

I can no longer eat properly because of him. He has two points and I feel like he will be kicked out of here.

Why me?

Shouldn't Jelly be the one to plant the watermelon?

I don’t know how I ended up eating despite West’s malicious words, add Callisto’s deadly stare to it. He just rested a little before he took me to the opposite side of a jail.

"The first thing you have to do is feed the chickens," he said flatly.

I bit my lower lip at his tone. He looks disgusted. I kept thinking that she might work better if Jelly was with her.

"You just have to stamp the feeds at their restaurant," he added before pointing out the organic feeds carried by his staff.

"All right, is it just me or will they come?" I asked curiously.

I know how to feed chickens, at home, we just throw the leftover rice outside for the chickens to eat.

“No. Just the two of us. Bring that one. ” It even pointed to a sack.

I looked at him confused but could no longer ask after he picked up another sack from the staff before entering inside the jail.

I sighed. There’s no turning back, Celeste!

I first combed my hair in preparation before lifting with both hands the heel filled with feeds. There is heaviness but because it is small so it is not too much meat.

I followed him into the jail. I even looked at the whole of it. Lined up in each cage inside were white chickens that weren’t too big yet. Not chicks but not laying eggs. The smell of chicken droppings prevailed so I was irritated.

"Will they all be fed?" I asked, trying to cover my nose.

He just glanced at me and gave me a smirk. He even stepped in front of me.

“Yes. I don't do this anymore but for you to learn, I will accompany you. Just take a can of feeds, just pour into their container until it's full. Just don't get too full. ” He nodded and looked at the chickens.

“Let’s start? You are there on the other side. “He pointed to the other side of the jail.

Suddenly my head hurt at his explanation so I closed my eyes. When I woke up, I saw him just behind me and starting to put feeds in containers.

There are too many of them and the jail is too big. With a slump I stepped to the left near the first cage where I would place feeds. I dug into the sack with the mug, I could just smell them as if they had approached the grills of the jail. Their beaks came out so I couldn't help but be nervous. It’s not like at home you just throw rice.
I stretched my hand closer to the container that was oblong, not too deep, and just in front of the cage.
I slowly poured the feeds but even before they were completely placed in the container they were already staring. As fast as they stung, my hand also stung.

My eyes widened at the sensation of stinging my chicken skin. I let go of the mug which created noise because of the inside of the cage.

"What happened?" Callisto asked confusedly.

I was even amazed at how quickly it approached next to me, I couldn't help but cry. I looked at him even more in tears.

My hand was really sore. Why aren't the chickens vomiting at home?
"My hand is numb," I complained.
I even put the back of my hand on it. Too red and obvious because of my white. I noticed that there was still a peeled part on the extra blade of their beaks. There was a little more blood from there.

Meet his eyebrow he reached for my hand and examined. It just stared at that and even slightly raised an eyebrow at me.

“That’s all? That’s just the beginning, far from the gut. You will be stung more times and it will be more dangerous if I stare. ” It even grinned.
I quickly withdrew my hand. I stared at him and turned away. I’m not like Jelly and even more I’m not a drag girl. Did he think what he said was funny?

I looked at him sharply but he just ignored it. He just glanced at my hand again then stepped away.