Chapter 361: A dinner with parents
A few days passed ever since the incident with Meiya Deathwill.
She was mainly with her daughter first. But after Celia invaded her room, Meiya Deathwill spent more time with everyone, becoming closer with her new family.
She was the subject of odd looks and teases in the first two days, for everyone knew that Alex had his eyes on her.
On the third day, Meiya Deathwill could no longer be nice to everyone, openly sharing her thoughts with them.
She started with Olivia first, "You have bold lips spitting debauchery on every occasion, yet you have a tight snatch with cherry, at that. You can only drink so much with that insulting mouth, you know?
Ah, a little girl is hiding her itchiness below through sharp tongue or perhaps too scared to compare herself to others?"
Olivia narrowed her eyes, crossing her arms beneath her growing chest, "Better a tight canal than a loose vagina enough to store two cocks. Am I not right?"
Meiya sneered, finding it adorable how Olivia purposely ignored her other words, "And you will have a tight snatch for a few years more, for Stella and I will keep your handsome busy.
My experience and Stella's loveliness will make him fall all over again. We will give some room for good girls like Sara and Remia," Meiya added with huge pride, her eyes going through Olivia and Schnee, for these two had been the most annoying ones.
Schnee and Olivia glared back, saying in tandem, "Loose bitch needs her daughter to please a man? Can't you fall lower than that?"
window.pubfuturetag = window.pubfuturetag || [];window.pubfuturetag.push({unit: "64ce79d606107d003c23ea27", id: "pf-5140-1"}) Meiya laughed in momma way, "Haha! Jealous? Of course you are, little fucks. I can keep Holy Pillar for twenty-four hours, then have Stella use hers. Ah, could you remind me what the term was?
Oyakodon? Yes, we can serve him the best oyakodon. We will fuck beyond limits and to our hearts' content! And you two can't compare with us, even if you cry to your mommies for help," Meiya threw her hair back before skipping her way toward her adorable daughter.
She wrapped her arms around Stella, asking her a question while rubbing her cheeks against Stella's soft face, "Is mommy right?"
Since Stella couldn't be angry at her fiance for too long, she had long since given up on acting petty. She couldn't bully Alex, for her love for him was too deep.
The same was with her feelings toward her mother. Stella believed in her lover's words, thinking that Alex was the perfect person to show true love to her mother.
Therefore, to Meiya's question, Stella replied in the usual way, "Ok."
Meiya yelped in a victory scream, lifting her hand at the cat and delinquent girl, drawing a middle finger at them.
Olivia and Schnee both raised their hands as if holding guns, yet what they did was the same, stretching out their middle fingers at the winged momma.
Alex wasn't near them, for he had dinner with his parents.
Alex had a meeting with just his parents.
That was because he didn't have time for them yet. Many things had been happening in his life, and he felt he had neglected them for too long. He believed he would always have time to have at least Sunday dinner with them, yet that was not possible.
window.pubfuturetag = window.pubfuturetag || [];window.pubfuturetag.push({unit: "64cc9e79c7059f003e4ad4b0", id: "pf-5109-1"})And he meant dinner with just three of them, having some honest talks that wouldn't be disturbed or influenced by other wives at the table.
Alex lifted his spoon, enjoying his mother's soup that reminded him of childhood. Harvey was also eating similarly, reminiscing about the past.
They both had the same smile, commenting on Lavinia's cooking, "Fathers these days say to their sons that they should find a wife that knows how to cook. People nowadays order food, so that saying has more meaning.
Yet, I don't have to worry about that, for my son is surrounded by sweet girls. At least one of them must have some talent for cooking. With such mother-in-law, they should all have at least passable cooking skills!
My wife is that good at cooking," Harvey said before throwing a cool smile, his teeth sparkling.
Lavinia looked at him as if he were an idiot before rebuking him, "Don't talk while you eat." Her lips curved up into a beautiful smile, however.
Harvey elbowed his son before continuing to eat in silence.
Alex rolled his eyes, then followed his mother's words, silently savoring her meal.
After dinner, everyone casually talked about recent events with their bellies full. Of course, because Lavinia was also here, Alex mostly talked about his life with beauties.
He also started enjoying more of adult life on Earth.
He created a sole trader company, editing his videos about battles against hungry demons of low-quality and high-level monsters. Those were pretty cool, despite his newbie editing, and Alex's video clicked nowadays.
window.pubfuturetag = window.pubfuturetag || [];window.pubfuturetag.push({unit: "663633fa8ebf7442f0652b33", id: "pf-8817-1"})He received a fine income for a newbie on the scene.
His girls were the same, enjoying their duties.
Alex asked his father about the earthling quests, but his answer wasn't satisfactory. He decided it didn't matter what purpose those quests had, for everything depended on the person doing them.
But while it seemed like nothing significant would happen today, and the Sunday would end like usual, the door's bells rang out.
"Who it might be?" Harvey asked curiously, standing up with newspapers in his hand. "Has Schnee missed our son?"
If Harvey and Lavinia had to pick one girl that could possibly disturb their dinner with Alex, it would be naturally Schnee.
Lavinia and Alex laughed, for that was indeed a good joke, "You finally made us laugh with your joke."
Harvey also used his senses to check the doors, just in case. He found no mana or anything, so a normal person should be on the other side.
But Harvey's body trembled when he opened the doors, his eyes dilated from the shock and confusion.
"It's been a while, Harvey," a tanned man whispered with a smile.
Harvey replied faintly, his voice barely audible, "Yasir."
