Fatty's face flashed with uncontrollable excitement.
He gingerly picked up the "Detoxification Pill" in his hand and brought it to his nose, taking a deep breath of the exotic fragrance it emitted.
As if on a pilgrimage, he placed the "Detoxification Pill" into his mouth.
Embracing the idea of savoring it thoroughly, the moment the pill touched his mouth, Fatty gently crushed it with the tip of his tongue.
Then...
An indescribable taste traveled along his taste buds, through his nasal passage, and directly into his brain.
"Σ_(꒪ཀ꒪」∠) Ugh!!!"
"This tastes exactly like that poison pill I ate three months ago..."
Fatty, struggling to suppress his nausea, swallowed the now fragmented "Detoxification Pill."
However, since the pill had shattered, even though he swallowed it immediately, that indescribable taste lingered between his lips and teeth.
For the first time in his life, Fatty profoundly hated the idiom "lingering flavor."
