Chapter 11: A Geezer of panzer.

"Rudy!!! Rudeeuusssss!!!" The bearer of that voice was a particular someone who I hold a distinctly bitter grudge against.

And because she tends to figure out one way or a new another to irritates me always, I chooses to ignore her to get some more sleep.

But as I turned myself to the side, I realized that a certain force was lifting me to the air.

And, without even granting me even a moment to rationalize what has occurred to my body, I was released.

To the opposite of what I expected, instead of downing, I soar upwards, forcing my mind that was deep asleep just moment before to woke.

"Eeeek—Yeaaaeee..."

What an unsophisticated scream, I thought. Before the realization hit me that the voice was crawling out of my vocal cords.

Then, I was fully awoke.

"RUDY~, your teacher is about to arrive, let's go and wait for them."

Women! How often do you wish to shame me?!

"Mother, I don't think it is healthy to woke me up that way." I complained softly.

"Fu fu..." Showing a cat smiled, she pulled me close, the action almost appears as if she was about to snuggled her head to my stomach area.

NO!

Women, YOU WOULDN'T DARE!

—PHHHHQQQ ( Blowing a Raspberries)

She really is crazy, this woman.

And the most unforgivable thing that occur because she execute this deranged act is that, it induces an uncontrollable laughter from this body.

"Ha ha ha ha....." It was involuntary, trust me.

"Are you awake?" She asks while smiling joyously, as if she did not just commit the most horrendous act a criminal could perpetrate.

"I was already awake before you done that." I muttered in dissatisfaction.

"Is that a frown on your face, hmm?"

The crazy women, before she even listens to my plea done repeat the shit again.

It was a terrible morning, and only after the third round could she let go of me.

I loathe that women.

Because she is an adult and I a child, it was virtually impossible for even myself to overpowered her physically, let alone defend.

Of course, if I wanted to harm her physically I could, but that would taint my honor... Not that I have any honor.

Regardless, with a disqueted expression across my face and my dress all disheveled, I follow Zenith down the steps, who on the other hand had a flush, contented smile.

This was an Irony though.

["I wonder if she felt like this while I was using her to study a female body up close."] {In Japanese}

"Hmm?..." Zenith glance back, with still that crazy smile that somehow manage to traumatize me, as a result, I stiffened.

"You have nothing to worr..." I was about to brush her off, but I could see the cracks of her lips growing wider, and that terrified me.

"S—sorry mom." I whispered. "Nothing."

With me clearing up, she finally stops the subject.

Crazy women. I could feel my tendons and muscle relaxed themselves.

What's even crazier is that my body was trembling and tears began to fell from my eyes—though I did not cry.

In any case, the situation I was currently found myself in, it reminded me of that girl.

Although what I felt right now must be much more terrible, to some degree I finally understood her, which I'd never did.

She was crying terribly loudly on her first time too, I wonder, now that I have the pleasure to muse, she didn't imagine her first time to be a rape would she?

I'd never asked, but, judging how timid she was, I wonder if she had thought it'd be with someone she wished to spend the rest of her life with.

Well, too bad. I took a fancy to her and so I used her.

I trained her to only act like a beast with me.

It was pretty hilarious to see her crawling around on all fours.

In the near event of me deciding to end myself though, I remembered she did manage to reclaim her dignity as a human I forced her to abandoned.

Well, that was no longer cute.

I like her better when she thought everything was her fault.

Oh well, going back to the topics, I feel the same misery as her under Zenith.

I wonder, if, like her I would eventually succumb to accept Zenith's violence.

No, What a horrible possibility, it was a terrifying prospect.

In any case, as we approached the door, Paul was already there, just outside the door, conversing with someone I could not see.

It was due to the lighting, and because of my retina that had not yet adjusted to the light, he was too bright for me to see.

"Yes, my boy can do most basic magic his mother said."

"Impressive, if that is tr—"

"Tch... I told you man."

"No, not that, I was just speculating because you personally did not witne—"

"Why would my wife lied to me."

The horny orangutan and the person, whom I judged to be my new magic teacher were quarelling, or I should say the horny orangutan was unwilling to hear them out.

"Paul..." Zenith called out in an icy tone, which makes him stiffened up.

Because I was behind Zenith, I could not see her expression, but if Paul's reaction was anything to judge, she was probably gazing at him rather coldly.

"H—honey you are wrong..."

The man was about to make up something before Zenith even reprimanded him.

I clutched my eyes with one hand and just waited still for his punishment to strike him, what a stupid man.

However, most likely because she did not wish for the head of the household to lose more face than he already did, Zenith drop the subject and addressed the other person.

"Pleasure to meet you sir, my name is Zenith Greyrat..."

AUTHOR'S NOTE: Short chapter today, because the next part is kind of... I don't know how to describe it, awkward? LAQUACIOUS? Protracted? I unfortunately seems not to have the wealth of vocabulary enough to articulate it.