On Wednesday morning, Allen teleported back to the cafeteria in his pajamas and sloppily sat in his seat. Lunn, who did not have much work to do, was enjoying the last bit of food on her plate. Daisy and Emily were taking care of their mother for breakfast. They were already dressed and ready to go to work.
As the principal, Alan, who no longer had a superior, did not plan to arrive at school on time. He sat opposite Lunn, lazily clasped his thigh with his hand, and then snapped his fingers.
Maggie, who was wearing an apron, appeared in front of Allen and greeted him enthusiastically, "Master Allen, what do you want to eat for breakfast? We have Scottish black pudding and Bavarian white sausages today! "
"Just make the dishes for me." Allen glanced at Lunn, who was the closest to him, and found that she was reading the newspaper. He then looked at his sisters and mother, who were further away, and found that their attention was on the TV in the cafeteria. He beckoned Maggie to come closer and lowered his voice, "Maggie, I have a question … Have you changed your detergent recently?"
"Huh?" Maggie was a little confused by Allen's sudden question. She tilted her head and said, "Master Allen, you know that Maggie has always been using her own detergent. It can easily remove the stains with magic power that can't be removed with a new detergent! The formula has never changed before the detergent on TV! "
"Uh … Then did you …" Allen was a little surprised. "Did you change the herbs and raw materials from other pharmacies?"
"No?" Maggie was a little worried and blamed herself. "Is there something wrong with Young Master's clothes? Maggie will go wash them again! "
"You're very clean. Maggie, I just got a rash today …" Allen comforted her. "Don't worry about it. Go get me some breakfast. I'm starving."
Maggie nodded obediently and disappeared. However, she planned to wash all her clothes again after she finished making breakfast.
"What's wrong? I didn't notice that you got a rash … Is there something wrong with the herbs?" Lunn, who was reading the newspaper, seemed to have heard the whole conversation. He asked suspiciously in a low voice, "Allen, have you checked it? Is it poisonous? Is someone trying to poison you by contaminating the herbs … "
"Well … Of course not. Even if there is, Maggie will check it …" Allen said and quietly looked at the witches in the distance. He then approached Lunn and said, "As for the location, it's actually me … I found some rashes there today … I thought Maggie was allergic to changing the formula … But it doesn't seem to be the case. They are red and itchy … As for the location, especially around me … You know …"
Allen began to lean back and pointed to his crotch.
Lunn, who was eating breakfast at the dining table, immediately turned from suspicion to disgust. He stopped his knife and fork, raised the sausage on his fork, and complained in a low voice, "Sorry, I'm still sitting here eating white sausages!"
"It's not the sausages …" Allen waved his hand anxiously. He looked up at the leftover food on Lunn's plate. "It's mainly the two roasted tomatoes …"
Lunn put down his fork and knife with a constipated expression. It seemed that he did not want to continue eating.
Lunn drank a mouthful of orange. "But Allen, are you sure it's caused by your underwear? Are you sure it's a rash? "
"What else could it be?" Allen asked angrily.
"Ha! Allen, if your place is more lively, you can open another Three Brooms Bar! " Daisy raised her cup and joked loudly in the distance. "From dragon pox to spider venom or golem engine oil, everything is possible!"
"It's just a rash! And I told you we're not in the recipe … "Allen gritted his teeth angrily and shouted at Daisy." Emily is still here! Daisy, what are you talking about?! "
"Allen, Bobby Pomfrey can't cure this, but you can get the letter from Bostel." Emily heard Allen call her name and replied.
"What?!"
"Bostel … When Millison Bostel was still in school, she had the same disease as you …" Emily put her hands on her upper and lower eyelids to make them bulge a little. She imitated Luna's talking golem. "Mrs. Loris followed Mr. Filch's cat for about a semester … Hermione told me that it was because Millison also had a cat, but Luna suspected that she used the goblin's saliva … something she called Soldier Spirit to cure her. That gave her some extra talent to oppose us."
"Enough! Let's not talk about this anymore! " Allen, who was stunned by his sister's words, roared. He realized that his family's hearing was better than he thought after taking the attribute magic potion. "Mom, aren't you going to do something about it? Daisy taught Emily bad things! "
"Daisy, Allen is going to be a father again. Where's your boyfriend?" Morgan-le-feil was laughing at first, but she took the opportunity to sit on the chair with a stern face and scolded, "Lunn is busy with work every day … Sometimes I even think about your mother-in-law. I don't even know if she's married or not …"
Emily's slightly opened mouth showed that she was stunned by her mother's ability. Lunn, who was made fun of, blushed. The veins on her forehead bulged and she couldn't say anything. Allen also quickly shut his mouth to prevent himself from being burned.
Morgan-le-feil nodded in satisfaction. Then, she turned her attention to her youngest son who dragged her into the water. "Allen, didn't you expose your secret? Why don't you call Luna back?"
"Mom … She didn't want to go back …" Allen replied dryly.
"Nonsense. We were here before, but now you're letting her, who's pregnant with your child, hide outside alone?" Morgan-le-feil seemed a little angry. "You're going to have two children. Do you still think you're a child?"
"Morgan-le-feil is right!" Helga in the portrait also spoke. "Allen, although this isn't your fault, you left Helena all alone …"
"Mom, that's why I don't want to be in such a hurry!" Daisy shouted. "I have to see clearly to avoid meeting an irresponsible scumbag like my brother!"
Emily, who didn't get along with Luna, nodded in agreement.
"How can you accuse me like that …" Allen's eyes widened. Now, it was his turn to blush. The veins on his forehead bulged. He argued, "How can I not be responsible … I'm taking care of her and cooking for her! She doesn't want to go home. How can you say that I'm not responsible? "
Then, Allen blurted out some incomprehensible words. Something about ancient dialects and the language of the abyss. The change in his blood pressure made his rash itchy. He raised his hand from time to time to stop himself from scratching them to avoid appearing uncultured.
The comical scene made everyone laugh. The dining room was filled with a cheerful atmosphere.
"Forget it, forget it." Morgan-le-feil finally bypassed her favorite youngest son. "Now that everyone knows about this, why doesn't she want to come back? Allen, call Luna back. I'll ask her if she's worried about being wronged. You're so careless. When you were young, you played with a flying broomstick and hurt your head. How can you take care of someone? How can you take care of a pregnant woman? "
You've already exceeded your reading limit for today. If you want to read more, please log in.
Login
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
