About that plan of impregnating the goddesses and having their daughters usurp them… Yeah, I changed my mind. I'm going to chain them and make them my baby factories!!!!
The dinner date between the young man and the jiro supermodel has now increased in number with the addition of the tyrant. To be surrounded by such intimidating presences, even the young man tensed up in his seat. Truth be told, he wasn't expecting the tyrant to take a seat at their table. He expects her to greet Ramonu and goes by her night.
"The caviar here always stimulates your appetite, no?"
"It's just the right amount of saltiness for the mouth."
"Ah… Yeah…"
Not only was the pressure on the table heavy, but the pressure from the other tables was also enormous. How can it not? The two otherworldly beauties aren't a sight you would see every day. The black-haired woman's casual outfit doesn't stop her from exuding the aura of royalty and elegance, while the orange-haired woman gives off a commanding aura and authority.
Orfevre's casual outfit resembles that of a noble from the Middle Ages. A patterned garnt with wide and dramatic sleeves makes the outfit feel as if it were ant for ceremonial purposes. A quilted cape draped over her shoulders, featuring a brown and peach color sche, adds texture and volu, giving the tyrant a regal vibe. Her slim-fitting pants balance the flow of her upper outfit, especially with the asymtrical maroon skirt layered over it. The skirt's uneven hemline adds visual interest and a touch of avant-garde style.
As if any of those weren't overkill already, her accessories are like killing a person with an RPG at point-blank range. The gold chains and the gems for buttons complete her avant-garde style. She doesn't need to tell anyone that she is superior, her outfit already silently expresses the ssage.
Compared to the beauties, the young man looks like an average stay-at-ho dad, whose career wives have dragged him to a nice dinner.
I know I don't fit in this Renaissance painting!! All of you don't need to tell that with your eyes!!! I know my place, alright?!?!?
The urge to just bolt is big inside the young man. The first triple tiara winner and the hottest upcoming Umas are here with him. Seeing their stats in his [Truth Seeing Eyes] confirms that there are still walls for him to overco before even thinking about challenging these beasts.
Orfevre, being the upcoming hit, has considerably lower base stats compared to Ramonu, but that still doesn't an my Umas can defeat her. I can already imagine my girls losing to her.
A is her highest stat point, while C is her lowest. Her UI shows the young man that she prefers to stay at the back during the race, either as a late surger or an end closer. Her skills point to her being an end closer, similar to Goldship. Make sense considering they're half-siblings in the young man's old world.
I suppose the only one who has a chance to defeat her is Goldship, but telling her to train is a nightmare. She has much bigger potential compared to Orfevre, but that's just it. Right now, all she has is potential.
"Mister Igo, would you like to have a second serving?"
"Ah! No. I still haven't finished my first serving."
Since Orfevre was here, Ramonu decided to order another serving of dinner. She is an Uma after all. Her appetite and stomach wouldn't be satisfied with a human portion of dinner. And it would be awkward if it were only Orfevre who was eating.
"Miss Orfevre, were you planning on eating here alone?"
"Yes. What of it?"
It takes balls to eat alone in a place where everyone is eating with a group or partner. Most people would rather order takeout and eat in the comfort of their own ho than eat alone while everyone isn't. That is the confidence of a tyrant.
"I thought you would co here with your servants."
"None of them could enter this restaurant."
Is there so kind of battle royale that soone needs to win to enter this place?
"I–I see…"
The young man returns his focus to his dinner, completely missing that both Ramonu and Orfevre have their eyes on him.
For Orfevre, she thought that this man was Ramonu's new manager since she is a supermodel, but he doesn't give off the aura of soone who works in fashion. He feels like a trainer, but why would Ramonu have dinner with a trainer when she is retired? It doesn't make sense either if the trainer had co from the jiro family, since, as everyone knows, Ramonu had retired, and knowing the trainers should be the task of the head of the jiro Family.
The way this man looks at resembles a trainer. His eyes are searching for weaknesses and strengths. Possibly soone who wants to recruit ? Hmph… As if I would let a diocre trainer train . I have reached this far without one. Any unworthy trainer would just ruin and get in my way. But Ramonu has taken an interest in him.
The orange-haired Uma shifts her eyes to the black-haired beauty next to her, noticing that her eyes are glued to the young man just like she was before.
I have never heard of him before, but if the triple tiara is getting close to him, then he might be soone that I need to keep an eye on. Well, if he gets naked and prostrates himself in front of everyone, then I might consider it, but right now, only in his dream will I ever accept him as my trainer.
Why?! Why are you looking at her?! It was , right?! It was that you wanted!! Not her!! Stop looking at her, you slut!!
Underneath the table, where no one can see, Ramonu's feet were scratching the floor, an indication of her annoyance. Her ears also indicate her dissatisfaction with them being bent backward, and her tail is swishing erratically.
jiro Ramonu's slender fingers move to grasp the cup of tea in front of her. She knows that she needs to calm down or an accident might happen involving her, Orfevre, and the young man.
"Sip…"
Unknown to most, Ramonu's anger had slipped through her mask as she gripped the handle of the cup too tightly and causing a small crack on the elegant cup.
Orfevre… How dare you take what is rightfully mine?
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