Chapter 62: Forest of Living Offerings (4)

“Yep! I stomped for a whole two hours!” Felice stood with hands on her hips, looking quite pleased with herself. Reiko, mid-sip of her juice, couldn’t help but spit some out. My hand froze with the cup halfway to my lips. I glanced at the juice, then at Felice’s smug face. “Felice… when you say stomped, do you mean you crushed the fruit with your feet?” “Yup.” “Not through a cloth or with socks or shoes or anything, just washed your feet and stomped on it…