Yo yo yo, isn’t this Manaka?
What happened in just a few hours…
“Why are you back so early, old lady?”
At the entrance, Rhode showed an eager smile to the girl.
He remembered Manaka’s schedule for today was supposed to be a Chinese cooking class in the city center.
According to past custom, she would usually return home around evening.
Why was she back so early today?
Could it be—
“Halfway through the cooking class, a middle-aged man suddenly broke in, climbed onto the window, and tried to jump to his death. The police cordoned off the scene and evacuated the housewives from the classroom, so I came back early.”
As if reading Rhode’s inner question, Manaka slowly explained.
While speaking, she kept staring down at Rhode’s and Morgan’s hands.
“…So that’s what happened.”
What a low-probability event.
Mom, you didn’t intentionally create that jumping scene, did you?
Manaka looked up at Rhode, then immediately turned her face to Morgan beside him.
Staring at her expressionless face, the girl blinked her aqua-blue eyes and said faintly.
“Good morning, Caster Young Miss… Dressed so beautifully, where are you taking Rhode?”
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Although Rhode’s mood was unusually heavy, he was not a god and could not let his feelings affect the weather.
It was a refreshing noon.
The streets of Tokyo, bathed in the warm winter sun, were full of Life Qi, sweeping away the gloom of the past few days.
Morgan, Rhode, and Manaka walked towards the subway station in that subtle order from left to right.
Their heights were 170cm, 150cm, and 160cm respectively, forming a “concave” shape in terms of composition.
After hearing Morgan’s desire to buy clothes, Manaka happily expressed that she also wanted to buy some new clothes.
Thus, the shopping trip for two turned into a party of three.
“I don’t think I’m disturbing you two, am I?”
Manaka put her hands behind her back and asked Caster, looking past Rhode.
“No, how could you be?”
Before Morgan could speak, Rhode interjected.
“I was originally thinking of picking you up from the cooking class while shopping, and then the three of us could shop together. I didn’t expect you to come back early, what a coincidence, isn’t it?”
Manaka let out a cute hum through her nose, noncommittal to Rhode’s statement.
Since leaving the house, Manaka had been talking to Morgan, not Rhode.
He always felt subtly ignored today.
Is she really that angry?
I usually play with girls outside a lot; what happened today?
Rhode secretly glanced at Manaka and then said,
“Oh, Manaka, it’s a huge help that you could come. Morgan, listen to me. Manaka has amazing taste in clothes; all her dresses are so beautiful. I’m no good at it, after all, I don’t really understand women’s clothing.”
“You really don’t understand.”
Sajo Manaka raised an eyebrow, saying with a half-smile,
“Our Rhode is the kind of child who, when his mother asks him to go shopping, suddenly gets a stomachache, headache, or toothache.”
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Rhode shivered, feeling a chill down his spine.
So she’s angry because of that…?
This can truly only be described with one word.
“Serves him right.”
Morgan said, suppressing the smile at the corner of her lips.
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Although Sajo Manaka often threw tantrums at Rhode, they usually didn’t last more than 20 minutes.
Today was a record-breaker—it lasted a full half-hour.
Half an hour after leaving the house, the great mother easily forgave her unfilial son.
After exiting the subway, the three arrived on the streets of Shinjuku, where the population density surged.
Since Morgan had turned off the anti-detection magic she usually used to suppress her presence before leaving, the trio appearing in the bustling downtown area caused quite a stir.
Passersby were drawn to their beauty, making way for them while countless gazes focused on them.
Rhode, a playboy at heart but with the cold, ascetic appearance of a beautiful young man.
Sajo Manaka, a sparkling Princess, like a Fairy Consort who stepped out of a fairy tale.
Morgan le Fay, a born Queen who perfectly fused the three conflicting elements of purity, allure, and dignity.
The three of them were unconcerned by the crowded onlookers and were focused on having some “simple” encrypted conversations.
Sajo Manaka: “Miss Caster, your skin is so well-maintained.”
Rhode: I’m so touched… Read this novel at g.com for the best experience.
Mom is actually having a good conversation with Morgan.
I initially thought they were incompatible.
Morgan le Fay: Huh…?
Is this little girl mocking me for being old?
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Morgan le Fay: “I never expected to meet Miss Manaka, who has Britain Bloodline, in the Far East. Please guide me today.”
Rhode: That’s right, that’s right.
At first, I thought she was a true Japanese person.
Sajo Manaka: Britain is Britain, and Britain is Britain.
Your country was destroyed by your own actions 1500 years ago, Miss Fairy Consort.
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And so.
Without Rhode’s knowledge, the two women with the most powerful brains smiled at each other, full of suspicion.
After walking a few minutes from Shinjuku-sanchome subway station, Rhode and his group arrived at their destination for today, the Isetan Main Building.
Established in 1933, it has existed as a Shinjuku landmark for 60 years and is one of Tokyo’s more upscale department stores.
As soon as they entered the women’s clothing floor of the department store, the ladies stopped their Yin and Yang behavior.
Although Manaka and Morgan’s figures were vastly different, they both exuded the sharp Aura of knights heading to a battlefield.
Perhaps because it was a weekday afternoon, there weren’t many people in the mall, and the atmosphere was very serene.
Not far away, a sales assistant was communicating with a tourist-dressed customer in broken foreign language [Chinese] that the girls couldn’t understand.
Morgan lightly parted her vermilion lips and let out a small sigh as she surveyed the dazzling array of colorful women’s clothing around her.
“Is this your first time in a department store?”
Rhode silently watched the witch suppressing her emotions, a vibrant shimmer flowing in her wide, blue eyes.
“Yes, although I was instilled with the relevant knowledge by the Holy Grail, seeing is believing… It’s a nice place.”
Even though she has lived until now, is she still just a witch who confined herself to her Garden?
Just as Rhode was about to say something, a clear voice interrupted the Young Master’s somewhat melancholic thoughts.
“Rhode, come take a look at this one.”
Not far away, Manaka was waving at him.
“I’ll come…”
As Rhode was about to walk over to investigate, Morgan suddenly reached out from behind and tightly gripped his wrist.