My 100th Rebirth a day before the Apocalypse novel Chapter 152

Sensing that the husband and wife had woken up, Vulture headed upstairs after asking Sparrow to start setting the table.

As if intuitively knowing where to find them, Vulture went straight to Kisha’s door and knocked twice, ever so gently, before saying, "Master, young madam, please head down for dinner." Without waiting for a response, confident they were already awake, he quietly made his way back downstairs to assist Sparrow in completing the table setting and bringing out the dishes they had prepared.

When Vulture returned, Sparrow eyed him suspiciously. "How did you know they’re already up? What if they were still sleeping and you disturbed them?" he asked, his tone almost reprimanding.

Vulture snorted at him. He had always been a man who relied on his instincts more than rational thinking, unlike Sparrow. This made it difficult for him to explain his actions to Sparrow, and equally difficult for Sparrow to understand him. "How would you know?" Vulture retorted.

"Do you think a cow would understand a chicken talking?" With that, he turned on his heel and headed back to the kitchen to prepare some cold drinks for his master and young madam.

At first, Sparrow didn’t understand what Vulture meant, but as the seconds passed, his brows knitted tightly as the meaning sank in. ’Did he just... mock me?’ he thought incredulously. It had always been him looking down on the not-so-bright Vulture, who seemed like an old man, superstitious and foolish, while he prided himself on his critical thinking.

This was proven time and time again and was the reason Kisha often sent Sparrow out on solo missions. She knew he would always find a way and knew what to do. Vulture, however, was not inferior to Sparrow; the fact that Duke had accepted him into his group was proof of that. Not just anyone could be part of Duke’s elite inner circle.

Vulture had always possessed a strong gut feeling that served as an internal alarm. After the apocalypse, this instinct grew exponentially, guiding him through tough times and critical moments, and helping him stay alive. His gut feeling had never been wrong so far, which was why Kisha kept him close.

When her critical thinking and meticulous preparations failed, Vulture’s instincts could pull them out of the gutter.

Sparrow and Vulture complemented each other perfectly, which was likely why they were paired as partners. As Vulture had anticipated, when Duke and Kisha heard his soft knock on the door, they slowly averted their gazes from each other, afraid that the fire of their desire would be reignited and neither of them would be able to hold back.

Having lived her life 99 times, amounting to over 100 years of experience, Kisha was no longer as naive as she was in her first life. She had seen and experienced countless things and now fully understood the implications of a man and a woman being alone together in a confined space.