"Yeah, I'll never pass up a chance to bully him!" Mary whispered back, her voice a little louder. However, her brother didn't hear her because Jake wasn't paying any attention to her while listening to the waitress's archery experience.
Her struggles at the beginning of archery were different from his, which made her story enjoyable. Jake, although his experience with people couldn't be compared to the waitress's keen eye, also knew when he could weigh in his opinion so as not to interrupt the lady's flow.
He was an excellent partner to talk with.
A part of it, though it may be unbelievable, stemd from Jake's experience with MOBA gas.
He was so intent on getting the highest rank in those gas and sacrificed all of himself to bring himself to the top that he learned how to manage people's ntality and encourage them without triggering their snowflake personalities.
At the highest level, every piece was important.
In this case, players.
Jake, therefore, understood when to praise, encourage, or chi in his thoughts to appease others. His comnts were also carefully crafted so as to not sound passive-aggressive.
Robert glanced over at Jake and the waitress before speaking to his girlfriend, "Why did you tell him that he'd beco henpecked if he were to get a girlfriend? It looks to that he's not such a type."
Mary sucked on a straw juice before explaining, "You don't know him well. He's sick in the head, you know?"
"Co on, don't say that," Robert aningfully looked into Mary's eyes.
Mary, however, smiled and said, "And so am I."
Robert sighed.
Mary continued with a grin, "When he sets his eyes on sothing, he's going to focus only on it and not stop until he becos the best at it. He also is a hipster! Father knows how to deal with him the best, though. He'd add sothing along the lines of 'No one has ever done that' in such a convincing way that Jake would agree with him.
I heard he didn't use that trick last ti to convince him to go to college. He was so surprised, Mom told , that he took her to the ga world to have lots of fun!"
"Jake has matured, then. I'm happy for your parents, too." Robert nodded.
Mary chuckled, "So when he had nothing to do, I told him he'd beco henpecked because he would get so serious about his girlfriend that he would treat her like a diva and fulfill all of her wishes! That's what I really thought back then! Which is why he didn't get a girlfriend, even though a few confessed to him."
"No way!" Robert exclaid before covering his lips. He didn't want to disturb Jake or have him hear that they were talking about him.
Mary sneered, "Way yes!"
"It has to be fixed…" Robert whispered. "You should talk with your father."
"Doesn't he go to college to learn about adult life and responsibilities? He'll get soone here or in the ga," Mary casually said, recalling her mom's words. "He will be fine in ti."
"I think you two should open his head to prepare him for that," Robert said.
Mary, however, misunderstood him, "Should I get a saw? That's only possible in the ga, though. He can't die. He has to live to see our kids so they can steal money from their uncle with nice smiles."
"Not literally! And we aren't in nineteenth century! Having children in their early twenties is no longer a norm." Robert explained, then cald down cause the topic of kids was too serious and out of place in their conversation.
That was when another waitress ca with their al.
Jake learned about the waitress' na—Alia—whose ti he had stolen all for himself and thanked her for the talk before sending her away.
Alia waved back at him before disappearing to the personnel room, where she was bombarded with questions from other waitresses.
At the sa ti, Jake noticed the couple's expressions.
"What were you two talking about?" Jake asked.
Robert smiled, "About you, Jake. You seem to get along with the opposite gender. Maybe next ti we will sit by four at the table."
Mary added, "And we talked about our kids."
"Oh, you are pregnant? Congratulations. I will fetch a cheap toy for your brat," Jake said before picking up a fork and knife. "Ah, well, about what you said, Robert. I heard our heart chooses the lover, and we can't do anything about it… that's why you must be with my troublemaker sister. I pity you sotis."
Mary gritted her teeth, glaring at Jake. She lost this one exchange!
Robert rrily laughed and lted Mary's feral expression with warm words, "That's why I love her so much. My heart and soul have chosen her, after all. And you are wrong, Jake. We aren't expecting one yet."
"Good to hear that," Jake smirked before nearly vomiting at his sister's adorable expression as she stared at her beloved.
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"Waitress!" Mary shouted, her hand up.
One of the waitresses approached her and asked, "Yes, how may I help you?"
Mary leaned onto the table and supported her little head on her hand, "Is your restaurant in need of any monster at up to level twenty? I want to see my little bro in action, so I want a casual quest from you. Anything close to this capital will do. He can't teleport to other cities yet."
"Oh, I can check! Please, wait a second!" The waitress nodded and zood into the personnel room.
Jake said, "So that's what you thought of."
"Yeah! I can blast anything and anyone around the capital, but we can still test you and have so fun," Mary replied.
Jake's lips curved, "I have soone you can't really blast… ah, wait…" Jake shook his head, "This opponent might be too difficult for you… never mind."
Mary's eyebrow went up, "Oh? Who?"
"Nah, just so old woman mage," Jake shook his head. "Forget about it."
"Like I will forget about it! An old mage bullying my bro? Only I can bully him! I will deal with her!" Mary stood up, her arms crossed.
Robert glanced at her before switching to Jake and thinking, 'He takes that from his father… a trick to control Mary.'
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