Chapter 11 – What Should I Do If I Can’t Think Of A Title?

“Margaret-jie… you’re putting me in a tough spot here…” I said, “What should I say when we see sledgehammer-shu later?”

“Isn’t it simple? I like Ah Tu and Ah Tu likes me, so we’re going to get married”. Margaret continued along with her plan and said, “You could just say that and he’ll definitely agree.”

No… even if I feel like sledgehammer-shu won’t really be against the two of having a relationship.

As for any father who loves their daughter, if they suddenly learned the daughter they raised for over ten years will be marrying another man… the mental shock wouldn’t be any less than finding out your daughter was actually your neighbor’s child.

That’s why, at least with regard to sledgehammer-shu… it would be hard for him to accept it for the time being…

Of course, that’s under normal conditions.

If it was my perverted dad, he might even jump up with joy:

“After having my daughter stolen… she won’t have any blood relations with me anymore… hehe…”

But without a doubt, sledgehammer-shu is a normal father. And he doesn’t have a high tolerance in that regards…

I then spoke tactfully to Margaret.

“Um… Margaret-jiejie… isn’t getting married right now too sudden? I think we should at least make some preparations?”

“Ah Tu, you don’t have to worry, I’ve already made preparations a long time ago!”

Margaret tapped her chest with pride. Her two weapons shook slightly while attracting my gaze.

“For matters relating to our child… I’ve already made preparations. From diapers to school clothes, to wedding clothes… all the way up to burial clothes… I’ve already prepared everything!”

Margaret spoke as if she was familiar with the matter:

“The problem is should we have a boy first? Or should we have a girl first?”

The girl furrowed her brows as if she was actually in distress because of this problem.

Oh… is that why you always made those small clothes? Even if it’s a good way of thinking… making burial clothes is crossing the line!

“Sigh… I don’t care, let’s just have fifty each of boys and girls! I already made both boy and girl clothes anyway… it should be enough to last a long time…”

“Then it’s decided!”

Ehhhhh! Should you be this sloppy?!

Also, what do you mean fifty each of boys and girls?

Although I know you like children… and there’s a high possibility of you becoming queen when the current queen passes away… but you’re not becoming an insect queen!

Fifty children is way too much!

Even if you could give birth to that many… it’s not like I’m a pile driver!

I’ll die! I’ll die from too much sex, right on top of your stomach!

I tried to keep calm and spoke to Margaret while holding back the urge to ridicule her:

“Um… Margaret-jiejie… what I meant was that we should be engaged first…”

I actually wanted to say that we should try dating for a bit first… but I considered the fact Margaret immediately suggested we should get married.

But will I get bitten to death if I told her?

So forget it.

Um… how should I explain it.

Although I do like Margaret from the bottom of my heart.

But… as a man… I’m kind of unwilling just to get married like this.

After all, I haven’t even experience the vast outside world… and I’ve never met other girls other than Margaret and my little sister. It kind of feels like I’m losing out on something if I get tied right now to a single person.

If I was completely ignorant of the outside world, then I might have been willing to settle down and live with Margaret in a loving relationship.

But in these past five years, I’ve read too many fantasy adventure stories in the old bastard’s basement.

The heroes in the stories roam far and wide and travel across the world. They are able to conquer a wide variety of girls in chance encounters with their own abilities… and this is the kind of life the old bastard was teaching and expecting me to live.

To spread my seed and my ancestor’s genetics across the world, to become an exceptional harem king!

That’s a man’s romance!

How could you easily forsake an entire forest for a single tree?

Though for a lot of people, those are just stories.

But it’s not for me. Because I already have strength that surpasses my father. And that old bastard’s true strength is the peak of the West.

Which means I have the ability to adventure across the world!

In addition, in the past five years, I was able to secretly master… well… skills to deal with women. Not just my with my lower body… but also methods to conquer different types of girls.

Like how to raise their affection levels… what to say to open their heart… after endless training, this has become instinct.

For example, what I just said to Margaret, half of it was sincere, half of it was me unconsciously using what that old bastard taught me.

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