"Glug, glug..."

  By the shoreline, a five-ton chubby girl sat down fortably, pulling delicious pastries out of her backpad sharing them with El, whom she had just met.

  With both hands grabbing the pastries, she stuffed them into her mouth, dev them in a ravenous and unrefined manner.

  "Mmm, so sweet and delicious…" After swallowing a sugary treat, the i Charlotte Linlin smiled happily, her eyes squinting with delight.

  "You should enjoy the pastries slowly, Linliing too fast takes away the fvor!" El remarked, tossing a piece of pastry—small pared to his giant-sized body—into his mouth, sav the sweetness. Watg Linlin devour the treats, El chuckled, "If you eat them all at ohere won't be a!"

  At just five years old, Linlin was still a child, her mind not yet fully developed. She was at an age where she loved to eat and py, but she couldn't trol her monstrous strength, which expined why her parents couldn't manage her. Perhaps only someone like El, another natural-born monster, could handle her.

  "Papa and Mama always say the same thing, but I ever stop myself from gobbling everything up, hehe…" Linlin giggled, biting her finger.

  Looking at the y backpad the mess she'd made on the ground, Linlin scratched her head sheepishly. "Oops, I think I ate too mud finished all the pastries. Sorry!"

  "No worries. I haven't had such delicious pastries in a long time," El said with a smile, patting Linlin's head as usual. "Thanks for sharing them with me, Linlin."

  "Hehe, my family has lots of yummy treats! El oniisan, will you e visit me at my house and py with me?" Linlin asked, blinking her rge eyes expetly. "The other kids around there are too scared to py with me!"

  For some reason, Linli a sense of warmth and closeness with El, whom she had just met. She liked being with this gentle and handsome big brother who was as big as she was. He didn't fear her, which made her very happy.

  "Sure! I live around here, so if you have o go, you always e to my pd py," El replied, smiling warmly. He didn't tell her the harsh truth—that her parents had abandoned her. At five years old, Linlin wouldn't be able to accept such a reality.

  Telling her now would likely lead to disbelief or even trauma. It was better to let time gradually softeruth. When she was older, she would naturally e to uand aually accept it.

  "Wow…" Linlin marveled at the waves. Giant fish, rger than the mert ship that had just left, occasionally leapt out of the sea, leaving her wide-eyed in amazement. "The fish here are so big!"

  "This is Elbaf, the nd of giants. So naturally, the pnts and animals here are much rger than usual," El expined with a gentle smile, patting her head. "By the way, since you shared your pastries with me, how about I treat you to some grilled fish?"

  After all, he hadn't had breakfast yet, and the small amount of snacks Linlin had offered wasn't nearly enough to satisfy his enormous appetite. Both of them, as natural-born monsters, had extraordinary digestive systems. They could eve stones or steel without feeling unfortable—their powerful stomach acids would break down anything and expel it easily.

  "Grilled fish?" Linlin's eyes lit up with excitement, and she stared at El with drooling anticipation. "Really?"

  "Of course! Wait here, Linlin," El nodded with a smile and spread his wings, preparing to take off.

  "El oniisan, your wings are so beautiful! And you fly—I wish I had wings too!" Linlin excimed as she watched El's bck wings unfurl. Her childish curiosity got the better of her, and she reached out to grab his wings, pulling them in fasation. "Why do you also have fmes behind your head?"

  "Fp!"

  El's bck wings shook violently, slipping free from Linlin's hands. Slightly exasperated, El tapped her forehead lightly. "You're th! Iure, when you're curious about something, don't just grab it. And definitely don't use so much strength—it's rude!"

  Linlin had no idea just how powerful her uional strength was. Even adult giants would have trouble enduring her force. Thankfully, El was also a natural-born monster, with wings as tough as steel, impervious to ons, and capable of withstanding her grip. Otherwise, if it had been another Lunarian, their wings would likely have been broken.

  "Ouch, that hurt…" Linlin rubbed her reddened forehead, her eyes welling up with tears as she looked at El in fusion. "How is it that your strength is s, El oniisan, that it actually hurt me?"

  At home, no matter how much trouble she caused or how angry her parents got, no amount of punishment ever hurt her. They could hit her with sticks, but it never fazed her. Yet El had mao cause her pain with just a flick to her forehead.

  "That's because I, like you, have natural strength!" El chuckled, gently ping Linlin's chubby cheeks, and expined seriously, "Linlin, you o uand that we are special. Our bodies are different from others. We're born with incredible strength, and our skin is as tough as steel…"

  "So, even if it feels like you're using nth at all, you might still hurt the people around you. You could even put their lives at risk without meaning to."

  "Really?" Linlin blinked her rge eyes in surprise, biting her finger as she recalled how, back at home, she often hurt people without intending to. She'd always tried to be gentle, but everyone around her seemed sile, like paper. If she pulled someone's arm lightly, they would cry out in pain, and their arm would break. If she gave them a little pat, they would go flying, coughing up blood.

  Because of this, the other children had bee afraid of her and refused to py with her anymore.

  "Yes, your strength is too great. It's like trying to pick up an ant to py with, but actally crushing it," El expined, having seen firsthand how Linlie trying to be geh the pastries earlier, still crushed them in her grip before stuffing them into her mouth without a sed thought.

  He could only imagihat Linlin's parents hardly dared to hug her, let alo her hug them. Otherwise, they'd risk being suffocated or squeezed to death. In the worst case, a careless hug could leave them with shattered bones and serious injuries.

  "I guess that's true!" Linlin scratched her head and ughed sheepishly. The kids around her bae really were like fragile little ants, always getting hurt by her actally.

  Bleam