Just as Rhode was about to walk towards Manaka’s position, he felt his wrist gently but firmly grasped.
It was, of course, Morgan who had reached out her hand.
He turned his head in some confusion, and Morgan’s exquisitely beautiful Face came into view.
Her expression was somewhat serious, as if long-held emotions had nowhere to be vented, and her delicate eyebrows were furrowed.
“What’s wrong, Caster?”
“Master, where are you going?”
“Uh, I’m going over to Manaka’s side…”
“You promised me at home earlier that you would accompany me to choose clothes today, didn’t you?”
Morgan said with a fake smile: “When we were in Fuyuki, you also said that during the Holy Grail War, we would act as Master and Servant. To deceive enemies from other groups, you asked me to act like a Master, and you yourself to act like a Servant. I have never criticized any of your wild ideas; I accepted them all. So, what you are about to do now, shouldn’t it be to stand by your Master, me, like a knight?”
…
Rhode was speechless for a moment.
Morgan’s words were all reasonable.
He had clearly agreed to Morgan at home today that he would accompany her shopping, but then when Manaka wanted to join, he again unilaterally agreed to her.
At that time, Morgan must have considered my Face and didn’t object.
What a gentle and considerate person she is.
Hmm!
I can’t trample on her feelings anymore!
A birth mother is precious, but trustworthiness is more valuable.
This isn’t “forgetting filial piety for beauty,” nor is it “whoever gives milk is mother.” I, Rhode, a dignified 4.5-foot man, should keep my promises.
If I said I’d accompany Morgan today, then I must accompany Morgan.
Rhode nodded, deeply convinced: “I understand. You are absolutely right. Please allow me to apologize for my rudeness just now.”
Hearing his words, Morgan’s expression softened, and she released his wrist.
“Let’s go.”
“Okay, Princess Morgan Your Highness.”
Then, they walked towards a fashion store in another direction.
…Tsk.
Not far away, Sajo Manaka bit her lower lip unhappily and put the dress back on the hanger.
Although an unknown anger rose in her heart, she couldn’t act out, as she had indeed forcefully demanded to join the group today.
As a mother, Sajo Manaka had to maintain her poised and elegant persona in front of her child.
The Young Miss could only stomp her feet in anger while silently following behind the two.
…
…
…
Morgan was a natural clothes hanger.
No matter what kind of clothes, they perfectly matched her graceful curves and noble Face, showcasing the elegance of the Britain royalty.
Alluring, yet completely unpretentious.
Dignified, yet full of youthful vigor.
Sexy, with a hint of cool detachment.
It was like the Paradox Literary Award of the fashion world.
Is this the charm of a triple personality?
I’m in love, I’m in love.
Accompanied by Rhode, Morgan bought more than a dozen tops, seven or eight skirts, and countless small accessories throughout the morning.
Rhode gentlemanly carried her large and small shopping bags, while Morgan’s Face was beaming with the satisfaction of shopping.
However, Sajo Manaka, who followed behind them like an outsider, did not look so good.
…
Manaka’s Face darkened, and she began to regret why she had come to join the fun.
Wouldn’t it have been better to just stay home and prepare dinner for Rhode?
As time passed, by evening, the crowd in the spacious department store began to increase, and Rhode and his group once again became the focus of attention.
An elegant, perfectly-figured beautiful woman with noble silver hair, and the black-haired Young Master whose arm she held.
Also, the little girl following behind them also possessed breathtaking beauty.
Passersby, seeing these three beauties who seemed to have stepped out of a movie, couldn’t help but stop and discuss.
“They have such a good relationship, siblings? No, are they mother and son? What a beautiful pair of mother and son.”
The faint voices of passersby reached Manaka’s ears.
The Young Miss’s mouth twitched, and she glared fiercely at the passersby: I’ll kill you!
I’m Rhode’s mother!
“No, no… In my opinion, they are a couple.”
Manaka sneered: Heh, you’re overthinking it.
“Hahaha… How is that possible? The boy looks like he’s still in elementary school!”
Exactly!
My precious Rhode is only 3 years old this year!
Manaka gnashed her teeth and muttered to herself, “A girlfriend? Mother will absolutely not allow it!”
“It’s not impossible, you know. Young people these days are very precocious.”
“Oh, the little girl following behind them is also very pretty. Is she a maid, a follower?”
Little girl?
Follower?
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“…Wuwuwu.”
Suddenly, Manaka let out a long sigh, as if a great weight had been lifted.
Walking up to Rhode, she gracefully took his other arm, and subtly shot a disdainful glance at Morgan.
Seriously, why was I so hesitant today?
It’s not like me at all.
Manaka is Rhode’s mother, his only one.
“…”
Rhode saw Manaka’s cute pouting face and immediately understood that his mother must be jealous.
He smiled wryly, squeezed the Young Miss’s slender, fair arm, and said, “Manaka, is there any clothing you want to buy? I’ll buy it for you. I just made some extra money in Fuyuki recently.”
“Really?”
“Of course.”
Manaka immediately broke into a smile, placing a slender finger on her chin, thinking seriously.
“Rhode wants to buy me clothes… Hehe, let me think about it carefully.”
Countless options suddenly popped into Manaka’s mind, leaving her a little overwhelmed.
“Wuwu… What should I buy?”
“Just standing here agonizing isn’t going to help. Since Miss Manaka is hesitating about what to buy, how about we go to the store Rhode and I just agreed to browse and take our time choosing there?”
Morgan suddenly spoke to the troubled Manaka.
“Eh? Wait, that’s…”
Just as Rhode was about to say something, Morgan tugged his hand, signaling him to keep quiet.
He immediately became as silent as a cicada in winter.
In a shopping mall, men are not given the right to speak.
“…?”
Manaka looked at Rhode’s strange expression, then at Morgan, and nodded in confusion.
“Alright, let’s go to the store you two were planning to go to first and see.”
Five minutes later, the three arrived at Rhode and Morgan’s next planned shopping destination.
“Miss Manaka, we’ve arrived.”
Morgan’s clear voice made the Young Miss’s face turn pale.
She gazed at the dazzling array of colorful, cute goods hanging on the shelves and confirmed to Rhode in a trembling voice, “Rhode… the store you two wanted to browse, is it here?”
“Mm.”
Rhode dared not meet his mother’s eyes, nodding bitterly, “It’s right here.”
At this moment, Morgan turned her face and asked with a smile.
“Before you choose, may I ask, what kind of women’s underwear does Miss Manaka usually wear?”
“…”
Recalling the children’s vest she wore before leaving the house, Manaka’s vision went black.