Chapter 1918 - An Interesting Soul Is Over 150 Kg

"Smells so good~"

A befuddled voice came from the staircase.

Irina and Mag, who were happily eating, froze together, and turned to look at the staircase.

Amy was standing at the staircase, and rubbing her eyes as she looked at them with narrowed eyes.

Ugly Duckling yawned as it missed a step, and came tumbling down the stairs. It bumped its head against a corner of the table. It looked up and meowed at Mag in a daze.

Annie also popped her head out from the back of the staircase, and looked at the steaming hot pot on the table curiously.

Perhaps, the smell was so enticing that Amy got worked up immediately, and angrily said, "Father! Mother! You guys are eating supper behind our backs again! And it's hot pot some more!"

"Errrr…"

There was a hint of embarrassment in Mag's smile.

Irina picked up a piece of fat beef roll, and smilingly said to Amy and Annie, "You two are awake. Do you want to come over and join us?"

"Alright!" A smile appeared on Amy's puffy face immediately as she skipped forward, ate that sliced beef roll, and chewed happily, as if she had already forgotten about being angry. She didn't forget to praise, "The sliced beef is so scrumptious…"

Mag looked at Amy, who was eating happily, with a complex expression. The best way to console a chowhound was indeed to stuff her face with good food. This was faster and easier than any explanation.

"Annie, come and eat something too." Mag waved his hand at Annie.

Annie walked over quietly, and sat down on the chair next to Mag.

"Take it. Dip it in the hotpot yourself. I will go make the dipping sauce for the two of you." Mag gave her a pair of new chopsticks before getting up to go to the kitchen. He needed to get more ingredients besides making the dipping sauce. Amy had already started eating, and she was as voracious as Irina.

"Father, make my dipping sauce spicier. This hot pot isn't spicy at all," Amy said to Mag's back.

"Alright." Mag's voice could be heard from the kitchen. As she was a young contestant who could withstand the insanely spicy taste, this mildly spicy soup was indeed not enough for Amy.

Mag went to grill some crayfish and oysters in the midst of eating the hot pot.

Although it wasn't healthy to eat supper so late at night, it felt great to eat hot pot and grilled seafood together as a family. How nice.

"I'll let this pass this time, but you guys have to call me for supper next time." Amy didn't forget to remind Mag and Irina seriously after she was done eating and leaving the table.

"Alright, we will definitely call you next time." Mag nodded with a smile.

"Meow~" Ugly Duckling let go of the crayfish's claws reluctantly, looked up, and meowed. Count me in.

Ugly Duckling had gotten fatter after obtaining Amy's approval in the past few days and letting itself go.

Annie had learned Irina's gracefulness. She stayed quietly at the side after she put down the chopsticks. However, judging from the smile on her lips, she liked this supper very much.

"Alright, you two go upstairs to play for a while first before going to bed. You cannot lie down immediately after eating." Mag waved his hands, and chased the two little ones upstairs. The playroom could help them digest some of the supper.

Meanwhile, he began to clean up the dining table.

Irina helped Mag clear the table, and casually asked, "What do you plan to do with Sean?"

"We can't kill him now. We would be sending Josh straight up to the throne if Sean died." Mag shook his head.

"Then, we will kill both of them together."

"I'm afraid Andre will immediately start a war that engulfs the entire continent if we kill them both. Furthermore, that war would be hysterical and at all costs."

"Then, we will kill Andre too."

Mag chuckled. "You know that the most difficult person to kill in this world is him."

"That old tortoise…" Irina pursed her lips, but she had to agree with Mag.

***

"Young Master, what are you looking for?" an old butler helplessly asked Harrison as he followed behind him, and watched him toss his clothes all over the floor.

"I am looking for my black jacket, the one that made me look slimmer." Harrison poked his head out from the cupboard, and asked the old butler, "Do you know where it is?"

As someone who was going on his first date tomorrow, Harrison was indeed a little nervous.

In order to leave a good impression on Georgina, he had made many requests regarding his image, including his clothes.

However, after trying on many clothes, he was very dissatisfied with his fat image in the mirror. His maid couldn't find the black jacket that he loved the most in the past, so he had to come look for it himself.

"Are you talking about that black jacket that you wore 10 years ago?" the butler asked.

"Yes, yes, yes! Do you know where it is?" Harrison's eyes lit up.

"You have thrown it away nine and a half years ago because it didn't fit you anymore." The old butler shook his head. "You were only 75 kg when you custom-made that jacket. You wouldn't have been able to wear it even if you had kept it until now."

"It's that really so…" Harrison was slightly dejected. So, that handsome young man in his impression wasn't due to that black jacket, but due to the fact that he was thin back then.

"Take a look, this is the one that you custom-made again when you were 125 kg. You might be able to fit in if you squeeze a little." The old butler picked up a black jacket from the pile of clothes on the floor.

"Come, try it out!" Harrison was excited again. With the old butler's help, he forced his gigantic body into this obviously ill-fitting jacket.

"This is a tummy that makes one feel sad." The jacket barely fitted him. Other than the arms that couldn't move, the tightly bound tummy that resembled a pot was especially eye-catching.

"Young Master, wear comfortable clothes to the date. There is no point in making yourself look so disheveled." The butler looked at Harrison. "If the young lady is interested in you, it's definitely not because of your body, but because of your interesting soul."

"That's true." Harrison chuckled, and his expression quickly froze. He looked at the old butler with suspicion, and said, "Why do I feel like you are scolding me?"

"Why would I scold you? I watched you grow up. Let's wear this tomorrow. It will make your soul look even more interesting." The butler took a frock with a little duckling embroidered on the chest from the pile of clothes. "The young ladies like such refreshing styles. Didn't you say that yourself too?"

"Alright. I'll wear this tomorrow." Harrison nodded. He felt that his old butler was rather reliable at times.

"Is my soul really interesting?" Harrison asked the old butler again to confirm when he was about to go out.

"They all say that beautiful bodies look the same, but an interesting soul is over 150 kg. You, by the way, fit that description perfectly.." The old butler nodded with a serious expression.