The next morning, the Bartfort family was enjoying the oysters that Leon had brought. The atmosphere in the house was cheerful, as Leon had sent Zola away empty-handed.
"She's probably still fuming," Jenna said with a smile. "I bet we won't see her for a long ti."
"I sure hope so," Leon replied with a smirk. "I worked really hard to make that happen."
"It shows," added Nix with a shrug. "You even earned your own title, not inherited it. Honestly, I'm a bit jealous. You'll have no trouble finding a wife — soone beautiful and normal."
"Hm, just like , right?" Jenna interjected, narrowing her eyes playfully.
"You? Normal?" Leon scoffed. "If you're normal, then I must be wearing Zeus's stolen underwear right now! You're exactly the type of woman I can't stand!"
"Leon!" Lucy and Barcus exclaid in unison, shocked at his words.
"How could you say such a thing?!" Finley added, glaring at him.
"And where am I wrong?" Leon replied, shrugging again. "She asked for money to buy a sex slave not long ago! And then wanted a few hundred more to maintain him. She spoke as if I owed her that!"
The room fell silent. All eyes turned to Jenna.
Sweating under the weight of the silence, Jenna looked down, avoiding everyone's gaze. Lucy, fists clenched with determination, spoke firmly:
"Jenna, starting today, you will help the maids with the household chores."
"What? ? Doing servants' work?!" Jenna blurted out in shock.
"Yes," Lucy said with a smile that failed to mask the sharp glint in her eyes. "It's for your own future."
At that mont, little Colin tugged at Leon's shirt, trying to get his attention. Leon glanced down and saw the most adorable boy, smiling up at him with bright, innocent eyes.
"My goodness, how can you not love this treasure?" soone murmured.
"Agreed," replied another, equally chard.
Looking up at Leon with admiration, Colin asked:
"Big brother Leon, what kind of won do you like?"
Leon smiled warmly, kneeling down to et Colin's gaze. He spoke with a solemn yet lighthearted tone:
"Colin, you see, the best won are the ones who, with just their presence, make you forget your worries. Beauties with big chests are like a quiet harbor — a place where you can rest your head and feel all your troubles lt away. Their warmth dissolves all anxiety. A woman's chest isn't just a shape — it's filled with a man's dreams and hopes. They offer peace and inspiration with just one embrace, as if the world itself becos a little simpler and brighter."
The room fell into stunned silence once again. Everyone seed frozen, unable to comprehend what they had just heard. Lucy finally snapped out of her daze, preparing to reprimand Leon, but Barcus beat her to it.
"What nonsense are you telling the child?!" Barcus roared in anger.
Lucy ntally praised her husband: "Good job, hubby." But then Barcus's next words made her face turn bright red.
"Leon, your words were good, but they were a lie!"
"What?" Leon shot back, clearly offended at being accused of dishonesty.
"Everything you said applies to butts! Big butts are the best! Just like your mother's—"
Barcus's sentence was cut off by a blow to the head. Turning around, he found Lucy, blushing furiously, glaring at him.
"Not in front of the children," she muttered under her breath.
anwhile, Colin appeared to be deep in thought, analyzing the question. After a few monts, as if an epiphany had struck him, he said:
"But if both the chest and the butt are good, isn't it better to have both?"
Barcus and Leon turned to look at him in amazent, as though he had spoken so profound truth.
"The true Bartfort," they declared in unison, staring at Colin with pride.
Colin's eyes then shifted to Nix.
"What about you, big brother Nix?" he asked.
Nix paused, furrowing his brow as he thought. Finally, he replied:
"Well, I don't really care about chests or butts."
The room went silent once more. Four pairs of eyes bore into Nix, filled with pure disbelief.
"And you dare call yourself a Bartfort?!" Leon exclaid, sounding deeply disappointed.
"Ugh, brother, you've let us down," he added with a heavy sigh.
"Huh? What did I say?" Nix stamred, confused.
"Nix, you're not getting any pocket money this week," Barcus said darkly, turning his back on him.
"W-What?! Wait, wait, wait! What did I do?!"
And so, the day in the Bartfort household ca to an end.
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