I was shocked for a moment but quickly recovered. Considering how much offscreen action they did, I was more surprised that it took this long.
"Congratulations, it seems that the next-generation heir is secured." I was genuinely sincere about this.
With my sister pregnant, it means my children won't have to inherit the head position.
Ruby and Aquamarine won't have to inherit that hot potato; it comes with heavy responsibilities.
However, if they want it, then I won't stop them from fighting to inherit it, but from what I know about them. I doubted it.
They don't seem to be overly ambitious.
In fact, in their minds, being with their mother was more important than inheriting a prestigious position that many would kill for.
They are her little fans after all.
Lorelei smiled at my words for a bit, but quickly returned to her usual cool, frigid self. "Thank you; however, keep this a secret for now. At the moment, aside from the family doctor, only you, Shirou and I know about my pregnancy."
I nodded. I have no problem with that. "You have my word."
"Good, now let's talk about you. I heard from your spouse that you two have issues; she hasn't explained what exactly it was, but she's quite upset about it. Mind telling me what sort of tomfoolery you did this time?" Lorelei didn't look pleased.
Ah…hahaha, I knew that she would hear about this, but I didn't think it was this soon.
And she's acknowledging Ai as my spouse?
Then I shifted my attention toward concern upstairs, and I saw my children listening while trying to hide; heh, good luck with those kids.
The twins didn't know that they were already exposed and weren't going to bother pointing it out, so I looked back at my sister's face.
"She found out about my relationship with Gilgamesh, and my would-be child with her." My sister is already aware of my relationship with Gilgamesh.
Which is why she wasn't surprised and nodded in acknowledgement. "I see, I understand the issue now. Still, why haven't you confronted her about it?"
"You don't think I haven't? She's avoiding me. But sister, you're surprisingly open-minded about this."
"Why wouldn't I? Your problem is more common than you think; yours just lacked proper communication." Lorelei calmly answered.
Damn, she's right about that.
I don't really have much issue with Ai, aside from the fact that I have relationships with other women.
Which is something I should be honest with her about; I don't want to hide anything from her anymore.
My relationship with her wasn't merely just the father of my children or my former ex that I unknowingly got pregnant.
I decided to come clean with her; so far, she's the only one who is unaware of my relationship with other girls.
Bocchi, Mitsuha, Gilgamesh, and D already knew about my harem.
Morgan probably also suspected that I may have relationships with other girls aside from Gilgamesh, Ai and D.
Only Ai was the odd one out, and ironically was the first one who should have known about this, as her standing is way higher than the rest, maybe except for Gil.
As she's the only one aside from Ai who carried my children.
This is going to be one of the very few pieces of advice my sister gives me that I would willingly follow.
Then I couldn't help but ask her something. "Just a question: why are you so experienced at this, sister?"
Lorelei made a rather complicated expression and decided to answer after a moment of contemplation. "It's thanks to the fool. As you already know, I'm part of a polygamous relationship; I've simply experienced things when there are multiple opponents at the same time."
From the looks of it, she definitely wasn't pleased with it.
Another miracle is the fact that my brother-in-law managed to make my sister agree to be part of his 'harem'.
But thinking about my biological father's love life in this world, it was understandable that Lorelei's views on polygamy are more open-minded than most people.
My father had 3 different wives, and our mother was the main wife, not to mention the number of mistresses he had.
Even if it's strange from the outside world, it was completely normal in the moonlit world, at least for those who are part of a noble bloodline.
Most won't put their eggs into a single basket after all; it wasn't guaranteed that a single wife could produce a decent heir.
My mother lucked out with Lorelei, the main reason why she was able to become the main wife.
Mother has a decent talent, at least compared to those of noble blood.
The previous heir, who was their father, wasn't that impressive either, so giving birth to someone like my sister in this world where mystery is rapidly declining was like winning a one-in-a-billion chance genetic lottery.
As for me, well…I haven't inherited our family sorcery trait, not that I feel missing out.
Besides, not anyone from our family inherited the trait, or else it wouldn't be called rare.
Statistically, there's one per generation, and they are most likely to inherit the family head position; however, my father is an odd one. He hasn't inherited the trait, yet somehow he still became a head.
It skipped his generation entirely.
"Right, I'm assuming that you already prepared the artifacts that our family is willing to exchange." I decided not to think much about my sister's 'experience' with polygamy.
It's something I'm unwilling to pry into, so I changed the subject entirely.
"Correct, it's all inside this ring." Lorelei pointed at the ring on her forefinger.
I stared at it and thought, 'Is that a fucking spatial ring? That's some xianxia shit right there.'
It's probably called differently, but damn, what a familiar concept.
A mystic code that functions so similarly to a spatial ring.
I bet that the creator of this thing loves reading Chinese stories or at least is familiar with history.
"Alright then, should we wait for Shirou to arrive, or do you want to go alone?"
Lorelei didn't hesitate to reply, "We wait for him."
I shrugged; I had no problem with that.
It didn't take long for my brother-in-law to appear. He was carrying a tray filled with different types of dishes, and I couldn't help but notice that the majority of these dishes were filled with herbs and other healthy supplements.
I could taste the herbs from here; it was that potent, but despite clearly being a healthy diet, somehow he still managed to make it look appetizing!
"Sorry, it took a while to finish this. I also made your favorite meal since I know you're coming." He placed a massive burger and fries on the table.
Damn, look at the beauty and size of that burger; it looks absolutely appetizing.
It's perfect; I have to use both of my hands to grab it.
I didn't hesitate to take a huge bite of the burger, and the fresh, juicy meat patty and the right amount of cheese, onion and other sauce exploded into my mouth.
It was like I was eating something I couldn't simply describe with words alone; for a moment, I completely forgot my manners and moaned at the taste. "Mhm, this is fucking delicious."
My sister looked at me with disgust and scolded me. "Alexander! Pay attention to your manners; I didn't raise you to act undignified!"
I swallowed the piece of burger, and after my mouth was free, I answered. "I can't; it's way too good. It's an instinctive sister; I can't control it."
Lorelei was about to lose it, but she was stopped by her brother-in-law, who was enjoying my reaction. After all, he takes pride in being a cook; it's the only thing he truly is proud of.
Eventually Lorelei caved, and then looked at me with disdain. "What's so good about that unhealthy junk food?"
I ignored her, compared to her vintage and luxurious taste. I prefer things like this: high-calorie, unhealthy and unforgivingly delicious food.
We might have the same upbringing, but my preference in food is different from hers. I don't care if it's healthy or not; as long as it is delicious, I like it.
I'm someone who puts taste above anything else. Those high society foods were not only bland in flavor but also small in size; you could barely fill your stomach.
Sure, they look luxurious and good, but that's only in appearance. I despise things like that.
That's why I rarely go to a high-class restaurant and would only go for appearance's sake.
I would rather go to a cheap diner and have my fill than wait for the food to arrive in a high-class restaurant that could barely fill your stomach.
It didn't take long for me to finish, and my sister finally started eating her healthy meal, but the look she was giving was like I murdered her entire family.
I didn't even do anything outrageous for Pete's sake!
From all things she was angry at, why is it the manners she was most concerned about?
Thankfully, her mood brightened after having her fill, so she didn't say anything about my manners anymore; she was just hungry, huh?
How cliché.
So, we went to the shop after.
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A/N: I literally have nothing to say for this.
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