Chapter 80: I love sitting on Big Brother Leo’s lap
"WHAT THE HELL?! HOLY SHIT!! WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!"
That explosive shout was loud enough to snap Raphael from her deep slumber. Her instincts jolted awake. Heart racing, she immediately grabbed the mop beside her bed, mistaking the sound for a sign of danger—maybe a thief breaking into the house.
With hurried steps and a worried frown, she rushed toward the source of the commotion, fear tightening her chest.
But what she found left her frozen in disbelief.
Instead of a burglar or intruder... she saw her nephew, Leo, pinning down a soaked, half-dressed little girl.
To say she was horrified would be an understatement... Her heart sank. Whatever scenarios she had prepared herself for—this was not it.
Now, in the living room, the three of them sat in awkward silence.
Ophis, looking perfectly composed, had already changed into dry clothes and sat upright with a haughty little expression, legs crossed and posture elegant, like someone born to sit on thrones.
Across from her, Leo sat on the edge of the couch, face flushed with embarrassment, wearing fresh clothes that were tight and barely covering his body and trying to hide his awkward grin. A large bruise throbbed on his forehead—a painful reminder of the divine punishment delivered by Raphael’s mop.
"So... he didn’t do anything weird?"
Raphael asked, her voice firm as she glanced suspiciously at Ophis.
"Come on, Raphael. Seriously?" Leo groaned, feeling insulted. "Do you really think I’d do something to a child?"