Grand Martial Aunt
While I wiped my inner heart's tears, a murmur went through the crowd before all went silent once again.
"Welcome, disciples." A young woman's voice swept through the field. I looked up, shocked. A woman around the age of 20 stood before the young men wearing a skin-tight outfit.
D*mn. This was Grand Martial Aunt?
I turned to junior brother, my eyes wide. I mouthed the words, "Grand Martial Aunt."
Junior brother looked back at me and nodded. He lifted three fingers up.
So she's thirty. Hmm... it truly isn't that far a gap.
I smiled back at junior brother, showing my teeth. Ah. It truly is this junior brother that knows me best.