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To say that Mrs. Brown was surprised when she first received a call from Crystal's mother would be an understatement.
After all, this woman was a true introvert and a homebody. She would never leave her home even in an apocalypse, and would never talk to anyone who didn't talk to her first.
Even though they had become 'friends' now, it had all been purely on her own initiative, and Mrs. Miller still only 'responded' to her, and made no efforts to ever call her or talk to her.
"She must be in some trouble, interesting…"
It only got more interesting when the woman insisted that they couldn't talk about it on call, and that she should visit the restaurant today if she was free.
Of course, Mrs. Brown was anything but free these days, since she was still dealing with digesting the huge amount of resources she had recently obtained from both the White Deer and Black Tiger.
But Mrs. Brown was a woman who would never mess up her priorities. Between entertaining herself and managing her business, she knew what mattered more.
That was why, before the clock struck six, Mrs. Brown was already shaking hands with her friend. "Why, dear, I never thought you would be the one calling me on your own. Did you finally stop being so shy?"
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Mrs. Miller, being an introvert with almost non-existent social skills, was of course unable to muster up the courage to clearly describe her daughter's threesome relationship with Dixie and Emilia.
After all, not to mention the topic itself was incredibly embarrassing, one of the girls involved was Mrs. Brown's daughter as well, making her feel even more awkward.
That was why, with her level zero conversation skills, what Mrs. Miller wanted to convey and what Mrs. Brown understood were two very different things.
After she was done listening to her friend's problems, Mrs. Brown couldn't help but sigh. Deep down in her heart, there was both pride and disappointment. 'Truly… my Dixie has inherited my gigachad genes well, but she's still a simp. Before she has managed to bang her wife, she's already trying to grab a concubine!'
It needn't be said that these kinds of things should be done step by step. Well, even if her simp daughter had to jump through a few more hoops due to her rush, the fact that Emilia didn't seem mad in her call yesterday meant that Dixie pretty much already had them in the bag.
Not one, but two excellent daughter-in-laws to worship her in the future! She almost felt like she was making a proxy harem of her own.
Mrs. Brown patted the distressed woman's shoulder, her smile a little complacent. "Don't worry, dear. The younger generation now is far more advanced than us, ya know. These kinds of things are quite common. Once they start going to college, it will get even worse. You can't let this bother you, ya know?"
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Meanwhile, her gigachad daughter was trying her best to beat the stuffing out of her grandfather's buff apprentice, but to no avail.
Even with Dixie's ridiculous strength, the kicks and punches that managed to land on the other girl seemed to have hit a solid wall, and had little to no effect. It wasn't much of a surprise, considering she trained with her grandfather for a long time before Dixie and Emilia came to the dojo.
Of course, the source of her frustrations was obvious.
Dixie had been a little baffled when she woke up on a sofa she didn't recognize, and it only took her a moment to recall that she had ended up never leaving Crystal's home the previous day.
Shortly afterward, she felt mortified when recalling how spoiled she had acted in front of her princess. Having her feed her pasta, and then even making her brush her teeth when she was clearly awake!
'AHHH! What came over me last night?! Why did I keep thinking it was a dream?!'
Of course, the mortification was soon replaced by glee, because her princess had not only indulged her so, but she did it all happily, and even in front of that stupid Crystal!
When she was served with orange juice that Emilia had squeezed by hand, Dixie was so happy that she almost cried.
And her princess even told her she would be going to the dojo together! Could it get any better?!
The answer was no.
It could only get worse from that point, because compared to her, a certain monkey girl knew how to act wronged on a whole another level, and managed to guilt-trip Emilia into playing with her throughout the entire session.
The favoritism that her grandfather showed to Emilia knew no bounds, it seemed, because even after her long absence, he really agreed to it when Emilia asked!
Dixie couldn't get mad at her princess, so she could only continue throwing punches and kicks at her opponent as not far from her, Koko whined more and practiced less.
"Emilia~ You don't know, these guys all bullied me while you weren't there! My supreme technique was picked apart by some nefarious forces, and that stupid kid Keke even dared to betray me! He can now dodge my moves! AHHH!"
Emilia continued to smile as she listened to her friend's complaints. She could still recall how Dixie's grandfather had been dissatisfied with Koko interrupting him mid-conversation one day. It was no wonder if he was the one who decided to teach that kid a few more tricks.
The freckled girl sighed in dismay, throwing another formality punch to Emilia, who easily deflected it with the back of her palm. "To think even Great Warrior Koko would have to go through such tribulations!"
The six-year-old kid sat on the benches alone, giving Koko a disdainful glare as if she was no longer worthy of being considered an opponent.
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~ To be continued ~
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