Book 18: Chapter 17
“This sort of stuff is annoying. I can’t just ignore it, though, because if I do, it’ll spiral into something worse.”
I curled up in the water. While I grabbed berries from the tray in front of me, I complained to Mommy Elizabeth at the same time. I wasn’t actually in the water. Technically, I was sitting on Mommy Vyvyan for her to have her arms gently around my waist.
Mommy Elizabeth sat next to me and hugged my arm. With a helpless smile, she replied, “That’s just humans for you, Son. You’re also human, so you understand it, right? Businessmen are willing to do anything for money.”
“That’s because you humans don’t keep God in your heart. Don’t use your disgusting human thinking to make conjectures about my son. My Son wouldn’t understand you humans’ sick thinking. I raised my son. Therefore, he’s naturally fair and just.”
Mommy Vyvyan pinched my chin from behind with a smile on her face. She gave me a kiss on my cheek. The warmth from her leg was evidently not from the spring. It was her body temperature. For some reason, Mommy Vyvyan hadn’t changed in the slightest over the years. As a matter of fact, she was somewhat sexier. Since I was sitting on her thigh, I was plastered to her and could even feel her breasts on my back.
Mommy Vyvyan grabbed my crotch and teased it every now and then. Nevertheless, I knew she didn’t dare to go too far, as Mommy Elizabeth was right next to us. Mommy Elizabeth and Mommy Vyvyan never experienced a threesome as Nier and Lucia did, but I presume she’d try and strangle Mommy Elizabeth if we got to that point.
Mommy Elizabeth ignored Mommy Vyvyan’s opinion. When elves and humans were involved, Mommy Vyvyan would ridicule humans. Elizabeth was used to it. Elizabeth didn’t want to argue with her on the matter, either. She grabbed two berries and fed me. She then smiled: “It’s all good if the matter is settled. Frankly, Mommy can’t help you much with it. Mommy can’t control them in the North, as it’s too far. Additionally, they’re law-abiding citizens at Hilles City. Mommy, therefore, can’t punish them for it. All Mommy can do is have a private word with them. In saying that, you’re already aware that a little pep talk wouldn’t be of any use.”
“According to Karana’s theory, she believes it’s terrific for the businessmen and our main manufacturers to grow. They control our financial and production lifeline. As she said, businessmen and manufacturers who shed blood and create filth should be destroyed.”
Truth be told, I shared Karana’s sentiment. It was Marxism, after all. Karana never quit. Perhaps it was because of what I told her motivated her to continue to forge her way forward. As such, she wrote a famous work. Unfortunately, the contents’ fame was the reason it failed to sell. Still, I was touched as it was the textbook with concepts closest to Marxism.