"Oh, that’s a nice name. I gotta agree with the horse; mints taste nice."
[/…Did she smell rotten human flesh? This couldn’t be, right? Edgar was nice. Weird, but a very hardworking person. So it surprised her when she saw it was indeed some human flesh Michiru saw in the bowl.]
[/Now to think about it, what did L’enfer meant in French? Was it not-!]
[/The hell?!]
♛【 “Yeah, we get a shipment of five hundred mints per year for her.” He walked down the line of horses, “This is Fluffy, because she is the softest horse in the stables.” In that horses bowl was a human head. Edgar had yet to realize that there was human remains in the bowls and that he was showing the other the horrid sight. “If you want to pet the horses, just go ahead, they like to bite people though, so just be careful.” 】