The Noble Lady of Lust
Chapter 169: Mother-in-law

Chapter 169: Mother-in-law

Yes, there was no use covering your face with the fan, having those unique and peculiar white tiger ears, I asked my so-called mother-in-law, who had been acting ignorant all this time, for an explanation.

"Damn!, I knew it wasn’t going to work, what gave me away?"

"Well I don’t know...maybe the fact that I come into this room all the time, or that your ears were showing, and your hair color, that if it wasn’t for you I wouldn’t exist on this continent, you tell me!"

"Honey, you had to act tactful and ignore those little details."

"Little details? I almost had a heart attack when I understood the situation! What the hell, are you Selene and Eira’s mother?"

"More like, you were my two daughters’ boyfriend. As far as I knew, you said there was only one beast woman in your harem."

"Well ask your, other daughter, who basically forced herself on me yesterday."

"Oh! So she went all out and forced herself on you. Well, my daughter knows how to pick and choose and stick with the good stuff, even by force."

"No!!, that’s not the point!"

"Now that I remember, you were always talking about a sister of one of your girlfriends who hated your guts. So you were badmouthing my oldest daughter. I won’t forgive you for that one."

"Hey, if only you had at least once said your daughters’ names and that they were twins!"

"I didn’t mention it because it seemed fun to seem mysterious, you know? It added a touch of tension and romance to the atmosphere, but I guess I did tell you they were twins... or didn’t I?"

"I’m sure I would remember that detail no matter how drunk I was, You should have at least told me they were at the academy. I could have deduced it, since there are no more than ten beastmen in it."

"Well, I thought I’d lose charm points if I said my daughters were even older than you. It would make me sound old. Besides, you didn’t give me a clue either, and you were talking mysteriously."

"Huh? I was doing it too because it seemed fun to talk mysteriously like you! And I told you my girlfriend had pink hair, where was your deductive power you always brag about?"

"Hey, you didn’t specify that it was the beast girl. I thought it was the half-elf. plus you’re the same way; you should have been able to deduce something too with everything I told you."

"Damn! I pictured one as a quiet 5-year-old pink-haired tiger girl and the other as a rebellious 8-year-old girl. There was no connection to begin with, because they’re cats and you’re a tiger?."

"....You’re bad at taking cues, aren’t you? But with the latter I don’t blame you, Genetics is a mysterious thing."

"You’re also to blame. You were always intoxicating me with liquor before you started talking. There was no room to think thoroughly about what you were saying, and we seldom talked long before we started with..."

"Hey, hey, hey, hey! Wait! What’s going on here? Do you two know each other? What do both of you mean by earlier?"

’Shit... The shock was so strong that I didn’t consider the situation. I should have feigned ignorance like Leyla. Not only that, I almost got carried away and blurted out sensitive information for the situation.’

Now I didn’t know what to do. I inadvertently extended my conversation with Leyla, and upon further thought, the situation seemed absolutely delicate and explosive if mishandled.

I looked at Leyla and she looked at me. We knew each other well enough to communicate as a couple just by looking at each other. We both came to an agreement: we decided to be adults and....

’But I don’t want to die.’ As I was about to face the situation, the most likely possibility came to my mind. The problem was that I still had an exchange with Leyla, and I also read:

’I don’t want my little girls to hate me.’

Neither of us wanted to say what was going on between us, Which left us with the second best option as responsible adults to deal with the situation:

"What are Do you two!!? Selene, get that one! Don’t let him get away. I’ll take care of the old hag!!."

We decided to run away and not explain ourselves. Now I understood why Leyla was in that position when we walked in; she went straight to the second option. How clever of her.

But I made a mistake: I looked at Selene to see if she was going to chase me. She wasn’t. Instead, she stood there, looking sadly at me, her ears and tail drooping.

"You don’t like my mother? You hate my mother? Why did you fight with her?"

The final blow was when those whispered words came out of her, and for some reason I heard them clearly, she seemed to have misunderstood my interaction with Leyla.

Looking at her, she looked very sad. I definitely couldn’t ignore her. Quicker than the blink of an eye, I arrived back in front of her. I had to clear up the misunderstanding before running away.

Hopefully Leyla would be able to escape long enough for me to help her, as I had originally planned, since Eira was a mage, I had that hope.

"No, Selene, you misunderstand me. It’s quite the opposite."

"The opposite?"

’It’s okay to tell him, isn’t it? Well, it’s kind of unavoidable now. Besides, if it’s Selene, I think it’s okay.’

"Do you remember ’Lily’s’ name on the board of possible candidates, in the ’it’s a matter of time’ section, next to Astrid?"

"Yes..."

"Well, that name is your mother’s. Lily is Leyla."

"Really, does that mean you like my mother? Didn’t you two have a fight?"

Oh, it was rare to see Selene say full words and long sentences. It seemed like she really cared.

Rather, she seemed to care more about me getting along with her mother than the fact that her mother was in my harem, which was a relief.

"Yeah, so you don’t have to worry. I definitely don’t hate or fight with your mother. So stop being sad or I’m going to cry."

"Okay."

I was finally able to reassure Selene as I stroked her head. Pitifully, the hope that Leyla would escape long enough while avoiding explanations was in vain: before I noticed it she was already back in the room, being carried by Eira.

"You can’t treat your mother like a sack of potatoes - where’s your filiality and the manners you were taught at the Marquis’ house?"

"Well you should be a good example and not be jumping out of the second story window. I remember you were taught manners too. Also, explain why you tried to escape."

"Honey, let go of me. I wasn’t running away, I just remembered I had something important to do. We’ll talk about this later calmly."

"No, something is fishy here, and you’re not leaving until I find out what it is."

Well, I expected a lot from someone who two months ago had no metamorphosis; just month ago our relationship got to the point where I could tell her those things about me and help them with some problems she was having that were preventing her from moving forward other than practicing dual synchronization to make her stronger.

Remembering even lately, she was telling me that she would take me to meet her daughters. Even I already had gifts arranged, but obviously they would not be suitable.

But now the situation is better than it would have been if I went to meet her as my daughters, it was still salvageable, although the situation could not be more awkward, it had to be faced.

’Okay, time for plan C.’ I looked at Leyla and our gazes met again. We both tacitly understood each other again and came to an agreement. I went first and stepped forward, standing in front of Leyla.

"It’s nice to meet you. My name is Christian Leonheart, and I am the boyfriend of one of your daughters... or, rather, both of your daughters. I hope you’ll accept

"Oh, what a polite young man. I appreciate your attitude. Allow me to introduce myself. I am Leyla Acheron, mother of Selene and Eira, wife of Marquis Acheron. It is a pleasure to meet you. I trust you will take care of them from now on."

"With pleasure. Well, sorry to take your time, I overheard by coincidence that you seemed busy. Let’s schedule a meeting another day when it’s more convenient."

"Of course, swee... dear. Come by when, uhm.... I mean, I hope to see you again soon."

"Well, Eira, Selene, it was a constructive day. It’s time to get back to the academy, we can’t bother your mother any more,"

I said as I looked at Selene, who was watching me with a dubious expression. I just hoped she didn’t let slip something inappropriate to the situation. I tried to send her my partner telepathy, but she didn’t seem to get the message.

"Wasn’t that you and mo... hmnh..."

I quickly covered Selene’s mouth, which almost ruined our perfect performance. I vowed to use real telepathy next time. Finally, I said goodbye.

"Well, it was a pleasure. Until next time, lady Leyla."

"Yes, until next time. I hope you take good care of my daughter."

"Hold it right there, you two! Do you think I’m a fool? It’s too late to pretend to you´r strangers. Cut the crap and talk!"

Shit, I thought that would work. I looked at Leyla, who seemed to be giving up. Well, since she was the oldest here, I’d give her the privilege of explaining.

Only she could control her crazy daughter. But what she gave me back was a look that clearly said for me to speak up, because I was now her daughter’s boyfriend.

’Damn it, Leyla, this is treason. She’s going to kill me!..... yes, it couldn’t be me.’

"Uh... Miss Leyla, could you give the corresponding explanations of the events as appropriate?"

I tried to make it clear to her that she should explain things, but...

"Oh, dear, you know, I’m a bit old for such strong experiences. You, as a vigorous young man, can easily cope with the situation."

Neither of us wanted to give explanations, and Eira was beginning to have a more fiery and dangerous look, she seemed to start to draw conclusions herself and to lose patience, with the two of us playing the fool.

I looked at Leyla and she agreed. Quickly, I put my hand behind my back. ’Rock, paper, scissors.’

"yeahh!!, I won. Now it’s really your turn to explain." I lost.

"How the hell do you do it, I have more metamorphosis and dynamic vision, I should be able to win!"

"Hehehe, you’re too green to want to outdo me."

"Fine, let’s finish! Now explain to me, why do you know each other and act so familiar? Think well before answering, I’m not for jokes!,"

Her voice seemed heavy and her fists were clenched as if she was holding something back. I couldn’t see her face, but I was sure it wasn’t something I wanted to see.

I lost, and had no choice but to speak delicately on the subject.

"it all started a few months ago, when..."

"to the point..."

said eira in a voice that was hard to believe it came from her, so I carefully chose my next words, so as not to make the situation worse

""What I mean is, Eira—no, I mean, daughter, is that..."

"You piece of shit, I’ll kill you!"

"Noooo!!!!, get her off me! Get her off me!"

"Humm, they get along," said Selene, who still thinks our fighting is a way of getting along.

"No, this isn’t even the point! Now really, take it off! It hurts! At least stop resonating!"

"Oh, sweetheart, I knew you could handle it. You know, sweetheart, my daughters are stronger than I am, so I can’t help you, even if I wanted to."

"Nooooo, get her off me! This isn’t a game! She’s biting me, seriously! Lily, Selene!"

"Who the hell are you calling Lily, you piece of shit? That was my mother! How dare you mess with my mother, I’ll kill you for real!!!"

"Help!!!"

And there I was, fighting for my life thanks to my poor choice of first words, while Eira tried to bite my jugular as if she was really looking to finish me off.

All, apparently, just because I was dating her mother, her sister and now herself. How irrational.

It was even more irrational that Selene and Leyla watched from the side without helping me, as if they were enjoying the show while someone was trying to kill me.

’this is a cold and unforgiving world（´д｀）’

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